Song Yu ignored the thoughts of his own wise men and pointed at the stable and said: Song Er insulted the master last night, and I asked you two to kill him. You two stay here to deal with it. When dawn, go to the mistress's place to report.
Song Zhong and Song Shi were stunned when they heard this, and they were all sleepy. The two of them were not too surprised and nodded seriously: Little people know, Third Master, don't worry
Song Yu nodded and said: I'm back after finishing my business. I'm going to get some good food for you. I'll leave as I said
Song Zhong and Song Shi heard that Song Yu had to cook breakfast again today, and immediately stayed and said flatteringly: Third Master really pity the little people.
There was already a light in the sky. Song Zhong and Song Shi walked towards the stables in parallel after Song Yu left.
Song Shi asked Song Zhong: Ah Zhong, why did the Third Master kill Song Er?
Song Zhong glared at him and said: What does the Third Master kill Song Er? It was Song Er you and I killed last night.
Song Zhongdao: Third Master is not here, we are the only two of us, so can’t we tell the truth?
Song Zhong looked at him angrily and said: Why do the Third Master like us among so many servants? Isn’t it because we are real when we are real, and when we are not real? Then he looked at the stable getting closer and closer and said coldly: If you think about the master’s thoughts, you should think less in the future.
Song Shi said embarrassedly: I didn’t just ask this. Seeing Song Zhong staring at him again, he hurriedly said: OK...
Song Er's body is still there, and the strong smell of blood can be smelled several feet away.
Song Yu's two dog legs approached and saw each other's expression changed, and exclaimed: My God, what is the third master using to kill Song Er?
Song Zhong and Song Shi are both from the city, like Song Yu. How could such a gangster have never seen blood? Although they have no lives in their hands, they have fought for evil and courage, and their courage is not comparable to Xiaochun and Lin Fei.
However, even Song Zhong and Song Shi and the others couldn't help feeling uncomfortable after seeing Song Er's death. They wanted to vomit a little to feel more comfortable.
God...
Song Zhong held his cuffs and his mouth and nose, stepped forward and carefully observed the cause of Song Er's death, then frowned and left for more than ten steps, greeted Song Shi and said: Stop looking, it's all rotten. When we talk to the mistress later, we will say that it was smashed with a stubborn stone.
Song Shi nodded uncomfortablely, and then his two tycoons left the scene, waiting for dawn to report to Song Xu.
……
……
Song Yu returned to the west courtyard. Before dawn, he changed into clean clothes and entered the room. Seeing that Xu Nv was still asleep, he went to the kitchen courtyard alone.
Song Yu's east courtyard has three chefs who usually sleep in the rooms of the people, and serve Song Yu one person. Because Song Yu's work and rest time is too irregular compared to ordinary people, a chef is sometimes too busy. Song Yu is fond of Mengchang style. He always likes to hold a big banquet, invites some insignificant gangsters and drinks together.
How could a chef be enough? First, one was added, but the serving was still too slow. Finally, three were added, so I barely made up for it.
The three chefs usually take turns on duty to deal with the meals that Song Yu sometimes came back in the middle of the night and sometimes came back in the early morning.
The chef who didn't sleep today called Zhao Lin. He couldn't hold on in the bed. When he was about to sniff, the door was suddenly kicked open by a man. Then the mighty and thick voice of Master Song San came from the door: Get up for me, boys.
Zhao Lin was so scared by Song Yu's roar that he almost rolled off the couch. Before he opened his eyes, he shouted: Get up, get up, Master Third
The other two chefs also woke up. The three of them were in a hurry to dress and peeked at the scenery outside. Seeing that it was still dark, they felt distressed.
Song Yu shouted and asked: Are there any pasta?
Zhao Lin, wearing boots, replied: Yes, yes, yes, yes, 3rd Master...
Song Yu was very satisfied when he heard it outside and shouted: Move the pasta from home to the kitchen for me. Today I will teach you how to make Lanzhou... No, Longxi ramen
Longxi Ramen? The three chefs looked at each other, but they saw Song Yu's skills yesterday, but they did not doubt that he was
Song Yu woke up the three chefs, and did not say much to them, and went to the kitchen first, but a voice stayed and said: If you three can't do my level this month, then I will break your three legs and throw them out of Song's mansion.
God, the three chefs were so scared that their faces were as bad as earth in the room
……
……
It is not advisable to eat too greasy food for breakfast. I ate the big meal yesterday occasionally. This is often the case, which is a great harm to the stomach.
There was pasta in the Western Han Dynasty, and the breakfast of ordinary people either drink wheat porridge and rice porridge, or eat steamed cakes, soup cakes, souvenir cakes, marrow cakes and other cakes. The cakes are not fried, but are just fried. You can imagine how wonderful it tastes.
The rooster crowed and it was dawn soon
Outside the kitchen courtyard, three chefs brought their beds and laid hot water-boiled wooden boards on them, which would be considered a large chopping board.
Song Yu frowned and said, invention and creation should start early. There is no such table, and he has to use a bed instead.
Third Master, Third Master... Three chefs ran in from outside, holding a bunch of roses, shrubs, and chrysanthemums in their hands and shoulders...
Song Yu was touching the flour on the chopping board. These were all old noodles, which were ground into wheat, not high-gluten flour required by Lanzhou ramen later. However, you cannot ask the people of the Western Han Dynasty. It is already very good for the people of the Western Han Dynasty to make cakes with flour. You also have to ask others to distinguish high, low, and no flour of various levels. That is obviously impossible.
Song Yu took a little boiled water and a little flour, but there was really not much tendon. This was obviously not something that could not be made into noodles. It was enough to make various cakes from the people of the Western Han Dynasty.
Song Yu shook his hand and pondered: It seems that gluten powder needs to be extracted from the flour, otherwise the noodles will not be able to be pulled open.
He saw three chefs bringing in a pile of grass and trees, and directed: Just pile things there, now there is no wind and just burn them right, so just put them there, take a handful of fire and burn them for me.
Song Yu wouldn't have any leisure time to explain to them that this way can burn wood ash, containing alkali, which is one of the essential ingredients for making noodles. He called the three unlucky guys to come over and pointed to the flour on it and said: Now I will teach you a fresh job, that is, to extract the gluten powder in this flour.
The three unlucky guys were quite surprised. This was the secret of the third master Ah, and he hurriedly thanked them at that time, and they thought that they couldn't even cry after a while.
Song Zhong and Song Shi were stunned when they heard this, and they were all sleepy. The two of them were not too surprised and nodded seriously: Little people know, Third Master, don't worry
Song Yu nodded and said: I'm back after finishing my business. I'm going to get some good food for you. I'll leave as I said
Song Zhong and Song Shi heard that Song Yu had to cook breakfast again today, and immediately stayed and said flatteringly: Third Master really pity the little people.
There was already a light in the sky. Song Zhong and Song Shi walked towards the stables in parallel after Song Yu left.
Song Shi asked Song Zhong: Ah Zhong, why did the Third Master kill Song Er?
Song Zhong glared at him and said: What does the Third Master kill Song Er? It was Song Er you and I killed last night.
Song Zhongdao: Third Master is not here, we are the only two of us, so can’t we tell the truth?
Song Zhong looked at him angrily and said: Why do the Third Master like us among so many servants? Isn’t it because we are real when we are real, and when we are not real? Then he looked at the stable getting closer and closer and said coldly: If you think about the master’s thoughts, you should think less in the future.
Song Shi said embarrassedly: I didn’t just ask this. Seeing Song Zhong staring at him again, he hurriedly said: OK...
Song Er's body is still there, and the strong smell of blood can be smelled several feet away.
Song Yu's two dog legs approached and saw each other's expression changed, and exclaimed: My God, what is the third master using to kill Song Er?
Song Zhong and Song Shi are both from the city, like Song Yu. How could such a gangster have never seen blood? Although they have no lives in their hands, they have fought for evil and courage, and their courage is not comparable to Xiaochun and Lin Fei.
However, even Song Zhong and Song Shi and the others couldn't help feeling uncomfortable after seeing Song Er's death. They wanted to vomit a little to feel more comfortable.
God...
Song Zhong held his cuffs and his mouth and nose, stepped forward and carefully observed the cause of Song Er's death, then frowned and left for more than ten steps, greeted Song Shi and said: Stop looking, it's all rotten. When we talk to the mistress later, we will say that it was smashed with a stubborn stone.
Song Shi nodded uncomfortablely, and then his two tycoons left the scene, waiting for dawn to report to Song Xu.
……
……
Song Yu returned to the west courtyard. Before dawn, he changed into clean clothes and entered the room. Seeing that Xu Nv was still asleep, he went to the kitchen courtyard alone.
Song Yu's east courtyard has three chefs who usually sleep in the rooms of the people, and serve Song Yu one person. Because Song Yu's work and rest time is too irregular compared to ordinary people, a chef is sometimes too busy. Song Yu is fond of Mengchang style. He always likes to hold a big banquet, invites some insignificant gangsters and drinks together.
How could a chef be enough? First, one was added, but the serving was still too slow. Finally, three were added, so I barely made up for it.
The three chefs usually take turns on duty to deal with the meals that Song Yu sometimes came back in the middle of the night and sometimes came back in the early morning.
The chef who didn't sleep today called Zhao Lin. He couldn't hold on in the bed. When he was about to sniff, the door was suddenly kicked open by a man. Then the mighty and thick voice of Master Song San came from the door: Get up for me, boys.
Zhao Lin was so scared by Song Yu's roar that he almost rolled off the couch. Before he opened his eyes, he shouted: Get up, get up, Master Third
The other two chefs also woke up. The three of them were in a hurry to dress and peeked at the scenery outside. Seeing that it was still dark, they felt distressed.
Song Yu shouted and asked: Are there any pasta?
Zhao Lin, wearing boots, replied: Yes, yes, yes, yes, 3rd Master...
Song Yu was very satisfied when he heard it outside and shouted: Move the pasta from home to the kitchen for me. Today I will teach you how to make Lanzhou... No, Longxi ramen
Longxi Ramen? The three chefs looked at each other, but they saw Song Yu's skills yesterday, but they did not doubt that he was
Song Yu woke up the three chefs, and did not say much to them, and went to the kitchen first, but a voice stayed and said: If you three can't do my level this month, then I will break your three legs and throw them out of Song's mansion.
God, the three chefs were so scared that their faces were as bad as earth in the room
……
……
It is not advisable to eat too greasy food for breakfast. I ate the big meal yesterday occasionally. This is often the case, which is a great harm to the stomach.
There was pasta in the Western Han Dynasty, and the breakfast of ordinary people either drink wheat porridge and rice porridge, or eat steamed cakes, soup cakes, souvenir cakes, marrow cakes and other cakes. The cakes are not fried, but are just fried. You can imagine how wonderful it tastes.
The rooster crowed and it was dawn soon
Outside the kitchen courtyard, three chefs brought their beds and laid hot water-boiled wooden boards on them, which would be considered a large chopping board.
Song Yu frowned and said, invention and creation should start early. There is no such table, and he has to use a bed instead.
Third Master, Third Master... Three chefs ran in from outside, holding a bunch of roses, shrubs, and chrysanthemums in their hands and shoulders...
Song Yu was touching the flour on the chopping board. These were all old noodles, which were ground into wheat, not high-gluten flour required by Lanzhou ramen later. However, you cannot ask the people of the Western Han Dynasty. It is already very good for the people of the Western Han Dynasty to make cakes with flour. You also have to ask others to distinguish high, low, and no flour of various levels. That is obviously impossible.
Song Yu took a little boiled water and a little flour, but there was really not much tendon. This was obviously not something that could not be made into noodles. It was enough to make various cakes from the people of the Western Han Dynasty.
Song Yu shook his hand and pondered: It seems that gluten powder needs to be extracted from the flour, otherwise the noodles will not be able to be pulled open.
He saw three chefs bringing in a pile of grass and trees, and directed: Just pile things there, now there is no wind and just burn them right, so just put them there, take a handful of fire and burn them for me.
Song Yu wouldn't have any leisure time to explain to them that this way can burn wood ash, containing alkali, which is one of the essential ingredients for making noodles. He called the three unlucky guys to come over and pointed to the flour on it and said: Now I will teach you a fresh job, that is, to extract the gluten powder in this flour.
The three unlucky guys were quite surprised. This was the secret of the third master Ah, and he hurriedly thanked them at that time, and they thought that they couldn't even cry after a while.
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