The Dark Prince's Special Forces Concubine

Qin Yao began to look Mu Qingqing in the face, thinking about the scene when she gave birth and slowly told the story: "You were born full-term. When you were born, the fetus was too large and it was almost difficult to give birth. Your father was not yet the prime minister at that time, so he could not invite the imperial physician in the palace. At that critical moment, it was thanks to Xianglian, now the second aunt, who found the best midwife at that time, Granny Hu, who used her many years of experience and unique secret recipe to save you and your mother. But because of this, your mother can no longer have children."

Mu Qingqing murmured: Is it a difficult birth?

Mu Qingqing secretly remembered the second aunt and the midwife, Granny Hu, in her heart.

Qin Yao stroked Mu Qingqing's messy hair again and whispered, "In the following years, mother really didn't get pregnant. Mother didn't want your father's family line to end with her, and your father refused to take a concubine. Later, under mother's insistence, your father agreed to take mother's maidservant as a dowry. Your father rarely stayed in the second aunt's room, and after the second aunt found out she was pregnant, he never entered her room again. Therefore, mother felt that she owed the second aunt something, so she was always so tolerant and generous to her."

What Qin Yao didn't expect was that because she felt guilty about Qin Xianglian, she indulged her, which led to her increasingly ignoring her. Especially after she gave birth to twins, she alienated her and her daughter every day, making them like strangers. But she had to turn a blind eye and not do anything to her. . . . . .

The more Qin Yao thought about it, the more depressed she felt: If you think about it, which concubine in Shengjing City can have the same food, clothing and expenses as Qin Xianglian, she can almost catch up with the wives of the big families! And she doesn't have to pay respects to the mistress every day. Except that she can't get the love of her husband.

"Mother, is that Granny Hu still in the capital? I want to talk to her."

"Oh? Is there something wrong with that Grandma Hu?" Qin Yao asked with a frown.

Mu Qingqing replied in a deep voice: "There is most likely something wrong with this person. I will know whether she is a human or a ghost after I ask her."

Qin Yao also realized the seriousness of the problem at this time. She turned around and sent Nanny Qin to find someone quickly.

He looked at everyone in the yard coldly and warned them in a cold voice: "Keep what happened today to yourself! Otherwise, I will sell it out!"

Her aura and demeanor are fully revealed as that of the mistress of the house.

Everyone present had signed a contract to sell themselves. In this era, if a servant was sold out by his master, he would suffer a bad end.

Everyone was so frightened that they immediately knelt down and said in unison: "Madam, rest assured, we will never tell anyone!"

After this matter came to an end, Mu Qingqing remembered that there were two things she had to deal with today: she needed to manage her first pot of gold in the business empire of the other world well. The detoxification incident of her male bestie was also very important.

So he said to Qin Yao, "Mother, I have some personal matters to deal with outside today. If Granny Hu finds you, ask the housekeeper to bring you back."

When Qin Yao heard that Mu Qingqing was going out again, she was afraid that she would be in danger outside (after all, people outside were betting on when Qingqing would die, so she could be easily assassinated). She held her hand tightly and said, "Qingqing, do you have anything to do outside? Tell mother, and mother will help you do it."

Mu Qingqing held Qin Yao's hand, which was brimming with veins, and comforted her, "Mom, don't worry, I'll be fine when I go out. I'll be filial to you in the future, and both you and I will surely live a long life!"

"But..."

"Okay, mother, don't worry. I will be back home before dinner." After Mu Qingqing said this, she gave Qin Yao a pat on the face and ran out of the house with Chunxiang.

Qin Yao gently stroked the right cheek that Mu Qingqing had kissed, and said with a silly smile: "This silly child, he kissed me even though he's so old! It's so sudden..."

But think about why he was so happy! Then he made a "hehe" goose sound.

This time, Mu Qingqing brought Chunxiang to Zuixianglou in the mansion's carriage and had the carriage stop in the backyard of the kitchen.

Mu Qingqing then bought various seasonings from the system and asked Chunxiang to unpack the seasonings in the carriage and put them into the earthenware jars brought from the mansion. (There was no way, the outer packaging of modern seasoning packets was out of place here.)

He went to the kitchen as if he was familiar with the place.

The shopkeeper was already waiting in the back kitchen with several chefs. When he saw Mu Qingqing coming in, he smiled like a Maitreya Buddha and said, "Miss Mu, you are here. These are the chefs I carefully selected for you. They are all our own and have superb cooking skills. Please take a look and see if you can keep them all."

Mu Qingqing looked at the shopkeeper who was full of plans (she had originally planned to teach two apprentices, but now - five in a row), and did not point it out to him.

Looking at the five chefs who were full of energy and looking at him with admiration, he casually asked, "Tell me, what kind of cooking skills are you good at? Tell me one by one."

"I am good at cooking traditional Chinese food of Donglin Country." The first chef introduced himself first.

“Small side dishes are faster.”

"My little one specializes in all kinds of desserts."

“The little one specializes in local snacks.”

The last one said loudly and proudly: "I am good at the imperial cuisine in the palace."

Well, the shopkeeper has spent a lot of effort to include all the great chefs in the world. Since it is his first pot of gold, he will teach two or five people. As long as they study hard, he will definitely teach them to become the ceiling of the culinary world. (At most, he can buy a few traditional Chinese restaurant books with descriptions and pictures)

Hehe, what a smart baby! Mu Qingqing secretly gave herself a thumbs up in her heart!

Ali Jiujiu: This is a shameless host!

Mu Qingqing: What is a face? Can a face be eaten?

Mu Qingqing saw that all the chefs in the kitchen were here, so she decided to teach them all one by one.

The winter in Donglin is quite cold, and the people here have a strong taste. Mu Qingqing plans to start with Sichuan and Chongqing cuisine. (It is more suitable for the taste of locals and not too different.)

Instruct several chefs to arrange the side dishes according to categories and test their knife skills first.

Mu Qingqing discovered that the only kitchen utensils here were large knives and small knives. The chefs here only cut into pieces or strips, and not a single one could shred, let alone carve patterns!

Mu Qingqing was tired, and Mu Ran felt that the task was heavy! I just don't know if this batch of cooking apprentices is easy to lead.

Forget it, let's start with the simple ones. As for the technical work like carving, I'll download a textbook later. Let the one who is good at knife skills learn it by himself.

Of course, carving requires matching knives, and the system will purchase six sets later. I will show them off first and win them over.

After checking the time, Mu Qingqing thought Chunxiang should have finished packing the seasonings. She told a few chefs to go with her to the carriage to get the seasonings. (Physical work: liquid seasonings are heavier)

When they arrived at the carriage, Chunxiang was already standing beside it waiting.

Mu Qingqing asked them to move the seasonings into the kitchen by themselves. After they had finished moving and got into the carriage, she took the newly bought knives and removed the paper logo on the outer box (made of wood).

After getting off the carriage, he handed five sets to Chunxiang and took one set directly into the kitchen.

The five chefs were pleasantly surprised when they received the knives they were given. Their happiness came too quickly: What kind of magical knives are these! They are all shiny and bright! Unlike their own black and rough knives. There are many types of knives, not only sharp, but also delicate and beautiful.

The chef, who was good at knife skills, held the new knives in his hands and asked Mu Qingqing in disbelief, "Miss, are these really all for us?"

(None of these chefs know Mu Qingqing's identity)

"Of course, but you have to take good care of your knives. This is the only set I have!"

The chefs all held their own knives and touched them carefully, for fear of damaging them.

Mu Qingqing looked at their happy faces and felt very happy herself: She never thought that such a simple thing could make them satisfied.

Nonsense, how can modern stainless steel products be compared with the black iron products of this era!

"Ahem." Mu Qingqing coughed a few times, and after the chefs calmed down, she began to teach: "Today I will teach you about seasonings and how to use them. I will make five dishes first, and you will watch from the side. How much you can learn depends on your own ability. The key point is that the heat is very important, and the ingredients are very important."

Several chefs looked at each other in bewilderment: Master, can you do this? I am not a genius, I can learn it just by watching it once.

Seeing the guilty chefs wiping their non-existent cold sweats, Mu Qingqing then said, "Of course, after I cook it once, you can try it first to get a feel for it. I will leave you the cooking secrets (recipes) later, but you have to keep it secret."

Upon hearing about this benefit, several chefs immediately expressed their opinions: "Don't worry, Miss, we will keep the secret recipe strictly and will not leak it out."

Chef A: Nonsense, how can we let others know about such a great thing!

Chef B: The eldest lady is my second parent! I will place the eldest lady's portrait on display at home!

Mu Qingqing: Thank you! No need for the supply, I still want to live another hundred years!

Chef C: From now on, if the young lady tells me to go east, I will never go west! If the young lady tells me to kill a pig, I will never kill a dog!

Chef Ding: The eldest lady is my only idol, and no one can stop me from worshipping her!

Mu Qingqing: What kind of weirdos have I collected? Could it be that the monkeys sent them to make people laugh?

Seeing that they were all quiet, Mu Qingqing thought it was time to show off her knife skills for the first time. So she walked to the chopping board and picked up the white radish (no carrots or potatoes yet).

Mu Qingqing came up with a plan that would make her rich and please the emperor: plant potatoes and sweet potatoes that are easy to grow and have high yields. The people here are short of food in winter, green food is scarce, and there are starving people on the road.

These problems are a piece of cake for Mu Qingqing, who came from the 23rd century.

When I have time, I can write a plan and work on it slowly.

Now it’s better to start your career as a chef honestly and down to earth.

Mu Qingqing's knife skills were so skillful and amazing that the chefs were stunned: I didn't know that a knife could be used like this!

Chef A: Damn, you can even cut a flower out of a radish!

Chef B: Oh my god, this tofu can be cut as thin as a needle!

Chef C: Wow, after the fish was sliced, even the bones were picked out!

Chefs C and D's eyes lit up: "Oh my god, is this still meat? It's amazing that pork can be cut into sieve-sized pieces, and the sizes are consistent!"

All the chefs were ashamed and felt inferior: their cooking skills, which they were proud of in the past, were nothing in front of the young lady. What kind of chefs are they? The dishes they usually cook are at best cooked, and they are not good in color, aroma or taste, except for appearance and taste.

Fortunately, God sent down such a powerful master! Hahaha!