MTL - Dali Temple Small Dining Room-Chapter 365 New Year's Eve Desserts (1)

  Chapter 365 New Year's Day Dessert (1)

Concubine Jing snorted lightly when she heard the words, and glanced at the memorials scattered on the ground, disapprovingly: "My son has been filial since he was a child, so it's not like I'm mourning my family and raising him for nothing." Xinyue, who knocked her legs for herself, said, "Go! Bring those memorials, Aijia wants to see which dogs are barking, and write them down together. I will definitely have a look with them in the future!"

   Knocking on the legs is just incidental. There are many people who are better than Xinyue on knocking on the legs. Concubine Jing doesn't care about these few kicks. Xinyue responded, put her hands back, got up and collapsed, picked up the scattered memorials on the ground, and after tidying them up, she turned and handed them to Concubine Jing.

After receiving the memorial, she opened one of the books, but Concubine Jing stopped what she was doing, and turned to ask the servant girl who was sitting down at the tail: "Go back and ask him when he will be free, and try to find a way to enter the palace." , the Ai family has something to ask him."

  Hearing this, Xinyue said "yes" and beat her legs again for Concubine Jing.

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The news I got from the students of the Imperial College is definitely not good, but fortunately Master Zhao appeared in time, analyzed it, and then said firmly: "This matter has been reported by the officials, and the concubine will stop no matter how urgent she is. Just relax! In the next year, if the internal affairs office really does this, you can just find me again."

  With Zhao Mengzhuo's words, and after everyone thought about it, they felt that it was indeed reasonable, and their hearts fell to the ground again.

  After appeasing everyone, Zhao Mengzhuo asked everyone about the New Year's Day dessert again: "You were very active in making mooncake gift boxes during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Why is there still no movement about the New Year's Day celebration?"

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

   It's not a good thing for the internal affairs yamen, and it's hard to say whether the newly appointed manager is so skilled, whether it can be formalized. Ji Caimai didn't tell Wen Mingtang and others, which would add to everyone's troubles.

  Furthermore, Zhuangzi naturally also received the news, so he didn't dare to put more on the ingredients. Except for the ingredients for the three daily meals, he didn't dare to leak out a drop of other things these days.

  Most of the dry goods and ingredients used in New Year’s Day desserts are the same as flour, and there are also public kitchens and warehouses. It is not impossible to dump the stock in the cellar directly.

  However, in Wen Mingtang's original New Year's Day dessert box, in addition to the ordinary white table made snacks, there are also Da Rong's rare "snack snacks" such as jerky and jerky.

  Ji Caimai originally considered these salty and sweet New Year’s Day snack gift boxes as the highlight of this year’s New Year’s Day, so he found someone early and ordered a wooden box for the snacks.

   As a result, the boxes had just arrived in the first batch, and there was a change from the internal affairs yamen. Ji Caimai had no choice but to temporarily stop the boxes ordered by the craftsman.

The Chinese New Year is only a few days away, and the newly appointed Eunuch Chai of the Internal Affairs Office deliberately "ordered" the chefs of the Dali Temple, as if he wanted to use them to make an example of others. At this time, I foolishly bumped into it, and I stopped thinking about preparing for New Year's Day snacks.

  Now hearing what Zhao Mengzhuo said, Ji Caimai thought about it and nodded in agreement.

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

In this way, since the regular customers are gathered, if Concubine Jing really restrains herself, this takeaway stall can continue to operate; big.

However, although Ji Caimai nodded in agreement, the original items in the dessert box for this year's festival will be changed: the ingredients for Baian pastries are all rice flour, various sugars, jams, nectar, rice flour, etc. There are all kinds of jams and nectars in the warehouse, which take time and depend on the season, and Wen Mingtang has also prepared them early.

  That's it... But the dried meat, meat floss and other things that were originally to be prepared in it could not be made because of insufficient supply of ingredients.

   "Zhuangzi doesn't dare to let go," Ji Caimai said, and said to Zhao Mengzhuo, "I dare to try it here, but those people in Zhuangzi would rather have things broken than confront the internal affairs office."

   Zhao Mengzhuo heard the words, nodded "Yes", and said to Wen Mingtang who was leaning on the stage listening to their discussion: "So...you can change the New Year's Day dessert box according to the inventory!"

  Wen Mingtang nodded in response, asked Ji Caimai to get the key, and took A Bing and glutinous rice **** to the warehouse to get the ingredients.

  After the three left, Zhao Mengzhuo turned to Ji Caimai: "Let me see the purchase list."

  Ji Caimai glanced at Zhao Mengzhuo inexplicably. Although he didn't react for a while, he went back and took the original New Year's Day dessert list to Zhao Mengzhuo.

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

The handwriting is very beautiful. Zhao Mengzhuo recognized that it was Wen Mingtang's handwriting. Looking at the clearly written list again, he couldn't help thinking that not only did the dishes cook well after she came to the public kitchen, but the public kitchen was also well organized. Feelings: From the small to the big, you can see the real chapter in the details. If Wen Xuance is not dead, then this girl...

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

  Calm down, Fu looked down at the dim sum list in his hand again, after looking at it, he returned the list to Ji Cai to buy, and left.

   Originally thought that Dali Siqing, who seldom came to the public kitchen except for occasional meals, would come again after two days to pick up the New Year's Day dessert box.

   Unexpectedly, the next day, when Wen Mingtang was bringing A Bing and glutinous rice **** to make Baian snacks, Zhao Mengzhuo happily came over with big and small bags of ingredients.

"I bought some pork meat, and it happened that the people in the clan sent some beef over here. Please help Master Wen," Zhao Mengzhuo said with a smile as he said 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 relieve your gluttony during the Chinese New Year!"

  Ji Caimai, who was writing the order for the New Year's Day dessert box, heard the words, and remembered the time Zhao Mengzhuo specially asked him to show him the list yesterday, and he immediately understood.

  Wen Mingtang, who was making cakes without getting flour on his hands, went to pick them up. Ji Caimai got up and took the ingredients from Zhao Mengzhuo, and asked Zhao Mengzhuo's taste by the way.

  Because this is not a regular customer of the public chef, they cannot grasp Zhao Mengzhuo's taste preference.

After Zhao Mengzhuo returned to Ji Caimai, he did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he walked to the counter with great interest and looked at Wen Mingtang's petals of crabapple cakes for a while, and then turned his attention to the pile of fish on the oil paper Do it.

  He knows that the dried fish will become smaller when dried, but the pile of dried fish in front of him is too small! Little Zhao Mengzhuo felt that he could eat quite a few of them in one bite.

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

  (end of this chapter)