Chapter 11 The Taste Is Wrong
Honey Dou, who made the pasta, smiled and said, "I think it's good to be in the kitchen. I won't be hungry if I eat and drink."
Kidney Dou glanced at her round figure, disdainful in her heart, and said, "You think everyone is like you, all you know is to eat and eat. Look at your body, how fat is it?"
After Kidney Dou mocked Mi Dou, he glanced at Hong Dou again.
Among the three little maids, Kidney Dou is the slenderest, and Hong Dou is chubby and cute, but the most beautiful is Hong Dou who is in charge of cooking rice and porridge.
She has an oval face, with eyebrows drawn into the temples, bright eyes, and a plump nose and cherry lips.
She is a standard beauty.
It's just that she herself didn't care about it, she was wearing an old pea green palace dress, and she didn't have any makeup on her body. With a plain face, it was sun-dried into wheat.
But still can't hide her beauty.
Kidney Dou looked at Hong Dou with jealousy.
But Hongdou has a cold temper, working on his own and ignoring anyone.
The two old ladies in the palace did rough work, washing dishes, chopping forks, carrying water and sweeping.
The old maids have thick hands, and the masters dislike them, and they are not allowed to touch food.
Aunt Mo Chun put the rice, vegetables, soup, etc. into food boxes with her own hands, and handed them to two first-class maids.
After they took it away, they began to prepare for the rest of the masters.
Naturally, they all have to be prepared according to their status.
If Guo Liangyuan and Lin Fengyi dared to take the meal ahead of Concubine Chen, Concubine Chen would not spare them.
When Aunt Mo Chun saw that Yun Dai had peeled the peas, she called her to come over and pack food for the masters, and at the same time reminded them: "In our palace, the cost of food and clothing must be paid according to the rules. Yes. If someone with a low status is a little bit presumptuous, it will not work."
Both Yundai and Hongdou listened silently, Midou just smiled and said, "Anyway, what the masters eat is enough for me to eat."
Her heartless look is also funny.
Kidney Dou has always looked down on her, and muttered in a low voice: "Who doesn't want to be the master, eat well, drink well, dress well..."
Aunt Mo Chun glanced at her and said nothing.
After the masters' meals were all prepared, it was their turn to eat by themselves.
What they eat by themselves is simple, a bowl of white rice, a vegetarian dish, and a bowl of soup.
As a low-level court lady, it is enough to eat enough, but there is no such thing as good food, let alone meat dishes.
After eating, everyone was packing up when they saw two first-class maids in the prince's room walk in with sullen faces, and smashed the food box to the ground with a bang.
The dishes and meals inside were scattered all over the floor.
Everyone was taken aback.
"You two girls, what's the matter?" Aunt Mo Chun hurried over to ask.
"What's the matter?" One of them was tall and cold, pointing to the food on the ground, and said, "How dare you serve this kind of food to the master?"
"What's wrong with this food?" Mo Chun wondered, "It's usually like this..."
"Master said it was wrong!" The tall woman scolded, "I tasted the boiled meat that I ordered when I served it, and then my face changed, saying that the taste is not right!"
Kidney Dou's face turned pale.
She cooks all the meat.
She hurried forward, squatted on the ground, picked up a piece of meat, and said in a trembling voice: "This meat, this servant has handled it very carefully, there will be no problem..."
The tall womb woman stepped forward and slapped her, cursing: "My lord said there is a problem, but do you dare to say no? Make another one and present it, if the taste is not right, you can weigh it yourself!"