"No, no, no, Aunt Juan" Hua Mian still knows that she has a family background, and she will make some simple home-cooked dishes and desserts, which is still self-aware, not to mention making a birthday banquet in such a big mansion, she doesn't even understand the rules of this world's ordinary scale banquet, so she just goes directly to the eldest lady to make a birthday, this kind of thing that is easy to get into trouble when you listen to it is better to avoid it as much as possible, being punished is a trivial matter, in case you lose your job, it will be miserable.

"The things I make can't be on such a big table, and I don't know the dietary preferences of the masters" After thinking about it, the masters in the house except for Sister Yehua only Sikong Xiao have eaten what she makes, and Yehua has only eaten supper desserts, and Sikong Xiao has eaten no feedback after eating and drinking, and she has never said anything delicious, but now such an important banquet is for her to do, and it is unreliable to think about it.

Aunt Juan didn't care about Hua Mian's worries, "It's okay, the eldest lady has always been not picky, originally according to the previous practice, the birthday banquet was still made by the big kitchen, and it was okay to show filial piety with a few specialty dishes in each small kitchen, but this year, Steward Xu came out to recommend you to the eldest lady for the main banquet, and the eldest lady has already agreed, this cannot be refused"

"I..." Hearing Aunt Juan mention Steward Xu, Hua Mian choked back the classic scolding quotations that almost burst out of her mouth, if someone told her at this time that Steward Xu was kind enough to recommend her to go, and she wouldn't believe it if she gave her an extra year's salary.

Steward Xu must have held a grudge because of the previous incident, and he didn't dare to show it directly because of the majesty of the fourth miss, but the fourth miss had just left for a few days, and now he happened to catch up with such a thing, and he deliberately recommended waiting to see her jokes.

This kind of ostensibly recommending newcomers is for her sake.,In fact, it's a pit that pulls back the legs.,Hua Mian has also encountered it in the previous company.,The intrigue between several different project leaders is comparable to a harem drama.,The difference is that Hua Mian was just an ordinary project member before.,No right to meddle in the decision of the person in charge.,And now she's almost one of the protagonists of the event.,But she still can't decide whether to participate in this game by herself.。

For the feeling of being involved in something that has nothing to do with him, although Hua Mian is disgusted, he has to respond to it because of the host's fence.

In the afternoon, there were only two or three people left in the dining hall, and Hua Mian was in the kitchen ready to turn off the fire and clean up, so Sikong Xiao walked in unhurriedly to eat, still sitting by the window.

Although Hua Mian doesn't hate this person, aside from the amazement of his appearance when he first met, after all, he picked himself up as a benefactor in the house, which is equivalent to indirectly giving him his current job, and he is also at the level of a small boss, but if he can, he still hopes that he can come to dinner early, and every time he gets stuck at the end, it invisibly increases Hua Mian's overtime hours.

Swing the tray with the food in front of Sikong Xiao, Hua Mian pulled out the chair opposite and sat down to rest, as soon as the fourth lady left, the maids who had been borrowed to help in various yards before were all unified back to the backyard, plus these extra rice rubbers, the workload increased a lot compared to before.

Sikong Xiao didn't care about the person sitting opposite, picked up the bowl and ate it.

Leaning sideways against the table, Hua Mian looked at the person eating opposite, I had this feeling when I ate together in the inn before, the first time I saw a person who was so elegant when eating a meal, the slender fingers were holding the chopsticks, the chopsticks opened and closed rhythmically, and the movement of the wrist turning every time he picked up the dish could be described as beautiful, as if the opposite side was not a person who was eating, but an elegant dance performance.

Just as Huamian was intoxicated with her imagination, a bowl stretched out in front of her.

"Rice"