Unexpectedly, the owner of the Lu Pavilion used cumin to wipe his face, and Hua Mian found that he almost missed his mouth, because when he saw cumin in Yilan Tower, only Sikong Yu and Ziyuan Oiran knew that it was the incense powder brought by the caravan from Xi Yaoguo, it was extremely difficult to get it, and the other maids and flower girls could not get it.

Later, Hua Mian entrusted Sikong Yu to buy all the Xiyao incense in the large and small incense powder shops in the imperial city with his relationship, and also bought and sold those that were still in the hands of the caravan and had not been sold.

Because of the special smell of Xi Yaoxiang, it is not favored by the women in the imperial city, and no one has even used it in the palace, and the merchants have a backlog in their hands.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that cumin is monopolized by Huamian in the imperial city, so that when I entered the palace to meet His Highness Eleven, and talked about the cumin squid made by Huamian in Huamian Street, His Highness Eleven was full of praise, and Huamian was always embarrassed to tell them that this cumin originally existed with incense powder called Xiyaoxiang.

If they knew that they used the fragrant powder of the woman on the flower street to wipe her face to make dishes for His Highness Eleven, I was afraid that a few lives would not be enough for them, thinking of this, Hua Mian hurriedly diverted the topic and talked about the building with Lu Ke'er.

"Who designed the canteen we're in now?" , Hua Mian wanted to ask for a long time, but when she asked the fat woman before, the other party didn't know, it seems that the questions related to the post house itself still need to be asked to Lu Keer.

"Design?" It is rare for a chef to be interested in the architecture of the post house, and Lu Keer ate the dishes made by Huamian, and she also had a good impression of the chef, so she told her some things she knew about the post house.

"The legend handed down by the old people in the clan is that after the first battle in Shangyang City, our side hid in the nearby mountains, and the people of Beilin only grabbed supplies, and did not want this burned land, and when our people returned here again, it was already a land of ruins......

It sounds like it's a sad story, Hua Mian didn't know whether to answer for a while, thinking that he wasn't a comforting person, if he could have one-tenth of Ziyuan at this time, he would know what to say to the Lu Pavilion Master.

"You don't have to mind, after all, it was hundreds of years ago", seeing Hua Mian's discomfort, Lu Ke'er smiled and comforted: "So long ago, now it's just a story, at that time, there were elders in the clan who took out the drawings of this post house, which is said to have been left by the ancestor Lu Yan, plus it is the duty of our clan to garrison Shangyang City, and after generations of people, this Yinyang Post House was finally built."

Lu Yan? More than 400 people in front of you? Hua Mian originally thought that this post house was built so much like the world over there, and thought that if it was related to the world she lived in, there might be a way to go back, but now the answer is that it is a person who has been an ancient person for a hundred years, and the little hope that Hua Mian finally ignited has been extinguished again.

"Well, it's really a good inn...", Hua Mian boasted, thinking about the same level as this kind of hotel, including the layout of the canteen here like a university cafeteria, that Lu Yan probably has something to do with his own world, but he will be broken without clues.