Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

Chapter 200 - 200 Wonton

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200 Wonton

The cook secretly heaved a sigh of relief when she saw her skillful movements in rolling up the dough. It turned out that Miss Jian really knew how to cook. They were afraid that she would cause trouble.

Soon, Jian Qingqing rolled up dozens of dough sheets. Each sheet was as thick as a Cicada’s wings. She took a look at the amount and thought that it should be enough. Then, she took the minced meat over, she used a chopstick to quickly scrape the minced meat.

With one move, a wonton was ready.

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The cook stopped her. “Miss Jian! That’s not how dumplings are made! How can you be full with only a little meat?”

It was too early to say that Jian Qingqing knew how to cook. It seemed that she did not know anything now. It seemed that she only knew how to roll out the dough.

Jian Qingqing dodged their hands and said, “That’s right! I’m not making dumplings. I’m making Wwonton. Please believe me for once. If anything goes wrong, I’ll take responsibility!”

When they heard that she was taking responsibility, the cook girls all heaved a sigh of relief. Alright, it was fine as long as it was not their fault. She could do whatever she wanted.

Although they did not know what Jian Qingqing was going to make, they did not believe that the food she made could be eaten, so they just stood aside and watched coldly.

Jian Qingqing did not care. They could question her as they pleased. Once she made it, it would naturally be more useful than any excuse.

Dozens of wontons were quickly made. They were all white and placed on the table. They all looked the same.

Jian Qingqing took a look at the soup in the pot. It was already cooked, and there was a layer of marrow foam floating on it. The small shrimps were also rolling in the boiling soup. She tasted it, but the taste was not strong enough. She asked the cook to continue cooking it.

Jian Qingqing continued to cook other dishes. Looking at the cucumbers and lotus roots, she planned to make cold cucumber and cold lotus root slices. These two cold vegetables were Jian Qingqing’s favorite, and it was very appetizing.

The cold lotus root slices had to be boiled in water first, then cooled. Next, all kinds of condiments were mixed, and then put into the lotus root slices to marinate.

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The cold cucumber did not need to be boiled. It was smashed into pieces and marinated in white vinegar, sugar, and pepper. It could be eaten in about an hour.

The cook looked at her messy cooking and frowned. She thought to herself that it seemed that the county magistrate would not be able to eat well this meal. After she left, she would have to make another serving for the county magistrate.

The longer the broth was boiled, the more fragrant it became. Jian Qingqing saw that there was already a strong fresh fragrance floating out of the pot, so she poured wonton into it one by one.

Wontons cooked very quickly, so there was almost no need to wait. She could fish them out after another round of boiling broth. She scooped them out and put them into a big bowl. The last one still could not fill up wontons, so she looked at the dozen or so left. Then she said, “Aunties, you can eat the rest of the soup in the pot.”

The cook girls nodded repeatedly. They had long been stimulated by this fragrance to the point that they could not stand it anymore. The smell wasn’t overbearing, but it was a little fragrant and sweet. It was also very fresh, and it was faintly creeping into people’s noses. When they came back to their senses to search for this smell, they could not smell it anymore, so it was very attractive.

Now they were sure of their opinion. This Miss Jian really knew how to cook, and she was also very good at it!

Jian Qingqing asked someone to send a few dishes to the dining hall, but he did not expect to meet Ming Zhiyan on the way.

He glanced at the things on the tray and asked, “What did you make?”

Jian Qingqing looked at the young man who had become handsome again after washing up and shaving. She smiled and said, “I made wonton and two cold dishes. They are both very light. You will definitely like them.”

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