As the sound of the leaves intensified, the wind picked up, and a gust of wind blew into the room along the open lattice, bringing in a few fallen leaves.

Hua Mian couldn't help but shake her shoulders, she began to get a little cold, shrunk back into the cushion on the back of the chair, and picked up the menu on the table, the main ingredients recorded on the list were nothing more than common types of fish, meat, poultry, eggs, and dishes, but there was nothing particularly difficult, and the taste of the dishes could be roughly inferred from the seasonings provided by each one.

I remembered that Jia Lao told her that on the basis of the main ingredients and seasonings, a little extra 'ingredients' could be added to each dish...... It's probably more special in this world, right? The same banquet can allow for someone whose dishes are different from others or even the emperor, and of course it may also be a special treatment that only His Highness Eleventh has.

Hua Mian picked up the pen and drew in circles on the paper, conceiving his own list of dishes, if it is made with the existing seasonings in his hand, there should be some dishes that cannot be done, such as the rare seasoning like curry is ready to be used as a reference for future replication and reproduction, although the number of peppercorns is not much and the price is not expensive, but there are still channels to start, from the beginning of participating in the Lanqiu Festival to the gifts received after getting the title of Oiran There is no shortage of peppercorns.

There are also some special flavors of condiments that can be made with the ingredients on hand, as long as the flour is not used, the taste of other ingredients does not seem to be affected at present.

Hua Mian was thinking about it, when another gust of wind blew in, and it actually blew up a few pieces of paper on the desktop with a pen pressed into the air, and the paper rotated a few times in the room and slowly fell.

Hua Mian stood up and walked over to pick up the paper, and then walked to the window to close the window, feeling the cold wind blowing in from the window, he couldn't help but shiver again, and hurriedly raised his hand to close the window.

After closing the window, the temperature in the room did not rise, "It seems that the thick quilt has to be turned out", Hua Mian muttered to herself, opening the wooden box next to the bed and turning out a thick quilt.

"The weather is really choking now, the temperature difference between morning and evening is so big, it seems that the clothes have to be worn thicker to keep warm......", when she said this, Hua Mian's hand was putting on the quilt suddenly paused.

"Keep warm...... Warm...... Heat preservation! By the way, how did I not expect it, keep warm! The planting point is insulation! ”

Hua Mian suddenly became excited, it turned out that she had thought about it for so long and didn't need to worry so much at all, because the real recipe turned out to be the one she had prepared when she was still in Sikong Mansion!

Early the next morning, before the busy hour of the harem, the palace people on duty on the night shift got off work and returned to their respective residences, the morning air was a little more cold than before, and the palace people tightened their necks to get their collars.

"Sister Bao, Gui'an"

"Sister Lingmo, you're all right,"

Along the path by the lake, two maids who had just gotten off work and were about to return to their residences met and greeted each other.

"Sister Bao, you've been busy in your room late?"

"It's not because of the proximity of the moon feast, from the tableware to the tablecloth curtain are all re-customized, not only to conform to the atmosphere of the moon feast, but also to sew separately according to the preferences of each lady, just to make the cushion used by everyone, it is already half of the people in our embroidery room have been mobilized, if there is not enough, I am afraid that I will have to go to the rooms to borrow people to help"