Sikong Xiao left something and left without looking back, if it was changed to weekdays, Hua Mian would definitely spit out his groove, but now I really don't have the spirit to think about what Sikong Xiao is doing.

Xiao Cui was a little difficult, this roast rabbit didn't look so beautiful, or it was similar to the skills when he first started learning to cook, but he was afraid that it was sent by his own Ninth Young Master, thinking of what Sikong Xiao said before leaving, Xiao Cui asked Hua Mian: "The roast rabbit sent by the Ninth Young Master should have been hunted in the morning when I heard that my sister was sick, do you want to eat a little?" After all, it's the young master's heart."

Looking at the rabbit that didn't look good, Hua Mian originally had no appetite, listening to Xiaocui ask, after all, it was done by the classmate with a paralyzed face, it was not easy, and nodded reluctantly, anyway, I can't eat anything now, Xiaocui's porridge is out of the softness of the rice that can be eaten, and I don't know the taste of anything else, and I don't know how to hope for this rabbit.

Xiao Cui took out a knife to cut the rabbit meat carefully, after a spring of hoarding into the summer after the rabbit is fat, with the action of Xiao Cui's blade, the rabbit meat is divided into pieces of long strips, Xiao Cui will hold the small plate containing the rabbit meat strips to Hua Mian's hand, and he also put a lot of them in the bowl.

The two of them picked up the rabbit meat and put it in their mouths together, and chewed it carefully a few times......

"It's so unpalatable!"

"It's delicious!"

The two said in unison, but after speaking, they were surprised by each other's completely different answers, and took another bite in order to make sure.

"The taste is really good... It's unpalatable there...", Hua Mian was a strong spirit to eat, after Sikong Xiao came out just now, now I feel that the little strength I have accumulated has been used up, so I have to put down the bowl and lean back on the mat, but I have to be honest, Sikong Xiao's craftsmanship in making this rabbit is indeed much better than the porridge made by Xiaocui.

But Xiaocui obviously did it in the way she taught, and the seasonings were also used by herself, so why did the taste be so much worse than what she did? Making porridge is no better than other dishes, as long as the ingredients are chosen correctly, anyone will not be bad at making it, and Xiaocui used to make it well.

"Sister Huamian, do you think the roast rabbit made by the Ninth Young Master is delicious?"

Xiao Cui couldn't believe her ears, since she tasted Huamian's craftsmanship in Sikong Mansion, she admired the five bodies, whether it was the cooking technique or the taste she made, it was unheard of and unseen, and the most important thing was that it was delicious, was it really burned? Although the meat of this rabbit is barely tender, the taste is already salty to a little bitter.

Seeing Hua Mian lie back, Xiao Cui took out a soaked silk towel from the wooden basin on the side and twisted it a few times to wipe Hua Mian's face, Hua Mian, who was resting with her eyes closed, felt the coolness of the silk scarf, and turned her head sideways in this direction.

It was not until the evening when the convoy set up camp again for the night that Hua Mian woke up again, and his groggy state was much worse than at noon, and he struggled a little to sit up, and there was a mosaic with stars in front of him, so he had to give up and continue to lie down.

Later, Xiao Jin brought the soup over, and Hua Mian was sick to her stomach just by smelling the meat in the soup, and she retched on the side of the wooden basin for a while, but she could only vomit some soup because she had barely eaten anything all day.