Chapter 365 New Year’s Eve Treats (1)

Hearing this, Concubine Jing sneered lightly, glanced at the memorials scattered on the ground, and said disapprovingly: "My son has been filial since he was a child, so it's not like the Ai family raised him in vain." After saying that, he pulled back his legs and faced Zheng Zheng. Xinyue, who was tapping her leg, said, "Go! Bring those memorials. The Ai family wants to see which dogs are barking. Write them down together. I will definitely check them out with them in the future!"

Kicks on the legs are just incidental. There are many people who can knock on the legs better than Xinyue. Concubine Jing doesn't care about these few kicks on the legs. Xinyue responded, put her hands away, stood up, picked up the memorials scattered on the ground, sorted them, turned around and handed them to Concubine Jing.

After taking the memorial and opening one of them, Concubine Jing stopped what she was doing and turned to ask the palace maid who was sitting down: "Go back and ask him when he will be free and find a way to enter the palace." , the Ai family has something to ask him."

Hearing this, Xinyue responded with a "yes" and then beat her legs for Concubine Jing again.

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The news I learned from the students in the Imperial College was definitely not good, but fortunately Master Zhao appeared in time, analyzed it, and then said categorically: "This matter has been reported to the official, and the concubine will stop no matter how anxious she is. Just relax! After the New Year, if the Internal Affairs Office actually does this, you can just ask me again."

Zhao Mengzhuo's words, and after everyone thought about it carefully, they felt that it was indeed reasonable, and their hearts dropped again.

After appeasing everyone, Zhao Mengzhuo asked again about everyone's New Year's Eve concerns: "You were very active in making mooncake gift boxes during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Why haven't you made any plans for the New Year's Eve?"

Although he was asking Wen Mingtang and others, after Zhao Mengzhuo said this, he turned to look at Ji Caimai, who had just walked in from outside.

The matter of the Internal Affairs Yamen was definitely not a good thing, and since the newly appointed manager was so skilled, it was hard to say whether he would be able to make it official. Ji Caimai did not tell Wen Mingtang and others, which would only cause more trouble for everyone.

Furthermore, Zhuangzi naturally received the news and did not dare to put more food on top of it. Apart from the ingredients for the three daily meals, he did not dare to leak even a drop of other things in the past few days.

Most of the dry ingredients used in New Year's Eve snacks, such as flour, are also available in the public kitchen warehouse. It is not impossible to directly use the inventory in the cellar room.

However, Wen Mingtang's original plan for the New Year's Eve snack box included not only the usual snacks made by Bai An, but also dried meat, dried meat and other "snacks" that were rare in Dai Rong.

Ji Caimai originally regarded the New Year's Eve gift box with both salty and sweet treats as the highlight of this year's New Year, so he found someone early to order a wooden box to hold the treats.

As a result, the first batch of boxes arrived, and the sound of changes was heard at the Internal Affairs Office. Ji Caimai had no choice but to temporarily stop ordering the boxes from the craftsmen.

The Chinese New Year is coming in a few days, and the newly appointed Eunuch Chai of the Internal Affairs Office has specially "ordered" the Dali Temple's public chef, as if he wants to use them to scare the monkeys and establish their authority. Ji Caimai is a cautious person, and he will not do it. At this time, I bumped into it stupidly and stopped thinking about preparing for the New Year.

After hearing what Zhao Mengzhuo said, Ji Caimai thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

It just so happened that only a small batch of the boxes arrived. After going around to various old acquaintances, they were almost sold out and there would be no leftovers.

In this way, since they have gathered regular customers, if Concubine Jing really restrains herself, this takeout stall can continue to operate; on the other hand, Concubine Jing insists on going her own way, and the people who buy the snack boxes are all acquaintances, so this movement should not happen. big.

However, although Ji Caimai nodded in agreement, the original contents of the snack box will be changed this year: the ingredients used in the white cakes are rice flour, various sugars, jams, nectar, etc., rice flour, etc. We have it in the warehouse, and Wen Mingtang has prepared all kinds of jams, nectar and other things that are time-consuming and seasonal.

So...but the dried meat, dried meat floss, etc. that were originally to be prepared could not be made due to insufficient supply of ingredients.

"Zhuangzi doesn't dare to let go," Ji Caimai said to Zhao Mengzhuo, "I dare to give it a try here, but those smart people in Zhuangzi would rather things break than go against the Internal Affairs Yamen."

Hearing this, Zhao Mengzhuo nodded "Yeah" and said to Wen Mingtang, who was leaning in front of the stage listening to their discussion: "In this case... you can change the New Year's Eve snack box according to the inventory!"

Wen Mingtang nodded in agreement, asked Ji Caimai to take the key, and took Ah Bing and Tang Yuan to the warehouse to get the ingredients.

After the three people left, Zhao Mengzhuo turned to Ji Caimai and asked, "Let me take a look at the purchasing list."

Ji Caimai glanced at Zhao Mengzhuo inexplicably. Although he didn't react for a while, he still went back and gave Zhao Mengzhuo the New Year's Eve snack list he had originally prepared.

The ingredients and flavors of each dim sum are described in detail on the list, and any taboos are also mentioned. The writing is very detailed and clear at a glance.

The handwriting was very beautiful. Zhao Mengzhuo recognized that it was Wen Mingtang's handwriting. Looking at the clearly written list, he couldn't help but think that since she came to the public kitchen, she not only cooked the dishes well, but also kept the public kitchen in order. Feelings: A small glimpse into the big picture, the true meaning can be seen in every detail. If Wen Xuance had not died, then this girl...

As soon as this thought came together, Zhao Mengzhuo shook his head: Wen Xuance is dead, why do you think so much?

After calming down, he lowered his head and looked at the snack list in his hand. After looking at it, he returned the list to Ji Cai and left.

I originally thought that the Minister of Dali Temple, who rarely came to the public kitchen except for occasional meals on weekdays, came back two days later to collect the New Year's Eve snack box.

Unexpectedly, the next day, when Wen Mingtang was taking Ah Bing and Tangyuan to make snacks, Zhao Mengzhuo came over happily carrying large and small bags of ingredients.

"I bought some pork meat, and someone from the clan happened to have sent some beef over. I asked Master Wen for a favor," Zhao Mengzhuo said with a smile as he talked about the snacks on the list that could not be made due to the shortage of ingredients. "Make some dried meat, meat What are you doing to satisfy your craving during the Chinese New Year!"

Ji Caimai, who was writing the order for the New Year's Eve snack box next to him, heard this and remembered that Zhao Mengzhuo specifically asked him to show him the order yesterday, and he suddenly understood.

Wen Mingtang, who was making pastries without letting his hands get wet with flour, went to pick them up. Ji Caimai stood up and took the ingredients from Zhao Mengzhuo, and asked about Zhao Mengzhuo's taste.

Since this person was not a regular customer of the public chef, they were unable to grasp Zhao Mengzhuo's taste preference.

After Zhao Mengzhuo returned to Ji Caimai, he was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he walked to the counter with interest and watched Wen Mingtang cut the petals of crabapple cakes for a moment, and then turned his attention to the pile of fish placed on the oil paper aside. Get on top.

He knew that fish would become smaller when dried into dried fish, but the pile of dried fish in front of him was too small! Young Zhao Mengzhuo felt that he could eat many of them in one bite.

I have never seen such a small dried fish cooked in any restaurant or restaurant before. Will this... be delicious?