"I also heard that Miss Huamian is in charge of the chef of the doctor's birthday banquet this time, which was recommended by Steward Xu."

"Xu Zhen?" Sikong Yu raised his eyes, "He's still like this after so many years", reached out and took the clothes handed by Li'er, "Let's go"

"Now in the garden?"

"It's still early for lunch, go out for a walk"

At this time, in the big kitchen, because it is a birthday banquet in a few days, the number of guests who have recently visited the house has increased suddenly, except for the people of Huamian Yang's group to prepare for the banquet of the guests, Huamian here is to gradually contact the eldest lady's meal, and routinely make a dish every day and send it to the eldest lady's room.

Today's mushroom quality is still good, take the bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms of previous years to cook out the broth, the tofu is cut into pieces and fried in vegetable oil, and when it is fried to golden brown, the fresh spring bamboo shoots and mushroom cucumber slices are fried with fungus radish and then poured into the broth, and finally put in the tofu, stew until the flavor is put out, taste the taste, Huamian smiled with satisfaction and bent his eyes.

The dishes made with the same ingredients here obviously taste better than before, and I don't know if it really has something to do with the environment, and the freshness of the ingredients is very different.

"Sister Huamian" A maid at the kitchen door who looks about the same age as Xiaocui is dressed no worse than a personal maid, and only a few ordinary maids in the lady's room in the mansion have such treatment.

"Today's one is ready, girl, wait a minute, it will be put on the plate immediately", Hua Mian said to take the porcelain plate on the side shelf, "Who received it yesterday and how the big plate received it from the high place"

Hua Mian stood on tiptoe, trying to stretch his body upward, the fingertips of his middle finger could only touch the edge of the porcelain plate, carefully pulled the plate, the porcelain plate did not move at all, looked back at the chefs around him were busy, and no one noticed that Hua Mian was in an embarrassing situation.

Hua Mian put down her feet, looked up at the position of the target plate, bent her knees, and silently recited 1... 2...3！ When I read 3, my calf jumps upwards with force, and I can reach it!

Just when Hua Mian was just holding the plate in his right hand, he heard a few sounds of porcelain colliding, and when he looked up, he saw several large plates placed side by side that were in contact with the edge of the plate in his hand shook a few times and were brought down together.

"Ah!!h The little maid who was waiting behind her to pick up the food let out a scream when she saw that the falling large porcelain plate was about to hit Hua Mian.

On the contrary, Hua Mian was stunned when he saw the porcelain plate in front of him that was getting bigger and bigger, although his legs had hit the ground, he didn't even have the strength to dodge, and closed his eyes reflexively.

The chefs, who were alarmed by the shouts of the little maid, raised their heads one after another, and before they could see what was happening, a gust of wind suddenly swept around them.

Hua Mian only felt that his body was light, his waist was gently hugged, and then his feet left the ground, the wind blew quickly in his ears, and a burst of porcelain fell to the ground 'crackling' sounded, it seemed to rotate a few times, when his feet touched the ground again, a familiar voice in his ears said, "Open your eyes, it's okay"

Hua Mian slowly opened her eyes, and saw that the maid in the eldest lady's room not far away was still screaming, and the surrounding chefs were also stunned in place with a ghostly expression, looking down, the ground more than a dozen steps away was a broken porcelain.

The right hand holds the lotus leaf-shaped celadon plate that he wants to take, and the left hand... Wait, the touch of the left hand seems to be some kind of fabric, and the left face seems to be attached to some kind of fabric.

Hua Mian slowly turned his head right, in front of him was a blue flowing cloud pattern coat, with a moon-white silk gown inside, his left hand was tightly grasping this coat, the soft touch of the silk was itching in the palm of his hand, and he raised his head to look at the owner of the clothes, "Sikong Xiao?!" ”