Some of the dishes on the shelves are often eaten by Huamian, some seem to belong to ornamental plants, and even some have never been seen before, and the rows are more spectacular than the supermarket shelves, "These are all edible?" Hua Mian pointed to a handful of vegetables with wide leaves on the shelf and asked, this kind of leaf plant Hua Mian has been seen in the vase at the front desk of the company, and the effect of setting off flowers is very good, I didn't expect it to be edible?

"Of course they are eaten, otherwise why do you think they are placed on the shelves of the big kitchen", Yang Yu walked over and took down the handful of vegetables that Hua Mian fingered and tore open a leaf, "Today's hoof-shaped grass juice is good viscous, you can use this to make a dish first"

Throwing the dishes in his hand to Hua Mian, Yang Gu turned around and walked out, "You can use whatever cooking methods you want, make a dish before noon" waved his hand, and Yang Gu walked in the direction of the lounge.

Didn't he just come out, and after saying these two words, he dropped the grass and went back, how does this person usually work?

Hua Mian held this dish called hoof grass to look around, put it under his nose and smelled it, there was no special taste, he tore open the leaf just now, and the transparent juice with a light cyan color flowed out from the break of the leaf, and he crushed it with his fingers, and the hand felt lubricated and slightly viscous, and the juice had a fresh plant smell, which was different from the smell of vegetable leaves, but seemed to be sweet with flowers.

It's probably a rare vegetable in this world, so I've never seen it in the maid's kitchen, but how should I eat it? There is so much mucus to spoil such a special taste.

Holding a handful of vegetables in his hand, Hua Mian returned to the big kitchen, came to the stove that the chronicler pointed out to him, put down the dishes in his hand, and several chefs who were preparing lunch next to him put down their work and whispered together when they saw the dishes that Hua Mian brought in.

"It's actually a hoof-shaped grass, this Yang Gu, it's such a difficult question to come up"

"After making this dish, she should go back to the maid's dining hall, it's impossible to pass"

"Where is it possible for a countryman like her to eat hoofgrass"

"The stir-fried hoof-shaped grass made by Yang Gu before was praised by the eldest lady, and he chose the hoof-shaped grass as the title, probably to boast of his skills."

Hua Mian glanced at the people next to him, how idle these people were, seeing that it was almost lunchtime, and they could still talk about gossip here, but some useful information was still dug up from their conversation, this rare plant is difficult to cook, but Yang will do it and it seems that the technique is not bad.

"Stir-fry..."Listening to the discussion of the people next to him, Hua Mian had his own attention, if the method used by Yang Gu was stir-frying, then he must have wanted to use the technique of fire to trigger the unique aroma of this plant, since he used stir-frying... An idea gradually took shape in Hua Mian's mind, and he took a large pot and began to tear off the leaves.

At lunchtime, Yang Gu entered the big kitchen, did not see Hua Mian's figure, turned to the dining hall on the side, and just stepped into the door of the canteen, he saw Hua Mian occupying a seat near the wall of the door, and was waiting for him with his fingers on the table with a bored face.

Seeing Yang Gu enter the dining hall, Hua Mian hurriedly waved his hand to beckon him over, and Yang Gu walked to the table only to see that the glazed basin on the table was full of soup.

"Come and taste" Hua Mian beckoned Yang Gu to sit down and picked up the small bowl on the table, filled a bowl of soup, and handed it to Yang Gu. When you enter the soup, a unique aroma of mushrooms spreads in your mouth.

"This smell is..."

"Can you eat it? This is a soup base made from more than a dozen kinds of mushrooms that just arrived today in the kitchen and is made with the juice of hoofed grass."

Hearing this, Yang Gu put down the bowl in his hand, "Although it tastes good, it is not qualified."