Chapter 313: Xiao Cui's Red Bean Paste Fried Cake
Such a scene in front of her reminded Hua Mian of a sense of familiarity, when she first arrived in this world, she lived in the courtyard of the maid of Sikong Mansion and experienced such a life for a long time, and after arriving at Yilan Tower, she became able to get up by herself because the work and rest time became irregular.
"Sister Huamian, you can count it, no matter how late it is, you won't be able to catch up with His Highness's breakfast", Xiaocui now seems to be more suitable for life in the palace than Huamian.
"His Royal Highness didn't seem to come back last night", because Hua Mian didn't sleep well all night, there was a little noise outside the house that could be noticed, this whole night except for the sound of the patrol of the watchman did not hear any other movement, it seems that His Royal Highness Eleven did not return to the palace last night.
A mother and son with such a harmonious relationship, or a teenager's child, did not return at night, but Concubine Jing, who was a mother, did not show any panic, which showed that she knew where His Royal Highness Ye Huang went.
"Breakfast... I still need to prepare, but I have to change the menu, and if I haven't had a good night's rest, it will be difficult to digest the fried cake again."
Hua Mian took the cloth belt and tied up the sleeves, and took a pot of rice noodles from the shelf, the rice noodles steamed out yesterday have been frozen and a little hard, fortunately, there is a kitchen knife made by Yang Gu, it is no effort to cut these at all, the cut rice noodles are stacked on the plate, and the whole chicken is stewed in the casserole, and Xiaocui washes the vegetables and puts them in the basin for later use.
After counting them one by one, Huamian pulled over the chair and sat at the kitchen door while peeling beans while waiting for the news of His Highness Eleven's return to the palace, if it is to cook rice noodles, you can eat them as long as they come back and then boil them.
Waiting for Huamian to peel out a small pot of beans, Ye Huang hadn't returned to the palace yet, and if Huamian worked overtime all night, he would be hungry now.
Xiao Cui came out with the fried fried cake, "Sister Huamian..."
Listening to the tone, you know that it's fried again, and when there are extra ingredients like this, Huamian will let Xiao Cui practice, and today it's because he is worried about something, and the breakfast of the two of them will be handed over to Xiao Cui to do.
Xiao Cui brought out the breakfast of the two, Hua Mian felt the corners of her mouth twitch, and the gap between Xiao Cui and Xiao Jin's craftsmanship was limited to not lighting the kitchen.
Xiao Cui also knew that she had failed, and stood aside with a plate, looking a little pitiful.
Hua Mian wiped her hands and took out a piece of black and gray fried cake from the plate, "If you just look at the shape, you can give full marks..., I don't know if I can eat this layer of hard shell if I peel off it."
"It's so cold~ What's there to eat for breakfast?" , Manager Ling came to the kitchen to find something to eat in the morning.
Hua Mian casually handed over the fried cake in his hand, "Red bean paste glutinous rice fried cake, try it"
Looking at the blackened thing handed over by Hua Mian, Manager Ling hesitated, reached out and took it, and smelled it as if it had a strange taste, but he had never eaten that glutinous rice fried cake, maybe this food itself tasted like this.
opened his mouth and bit down with some hesitation, this fried cake seems to have a layer of skin, chewing a little hard, soft and glutinous inside, not unpalatable and not delicious, but it doesn't look like Huamian's previous craftsmanship.
Seeing that Manager Ling was eating fried cakes with a strange face and did not express any opinions, Hua Mian said to Xiao Cui, who looked at Ling Ran with an expectant expression on the side, "The seasoning has not been handled well, and Manager Ling is still eating it because he has never eaten glutinous rice fried cakes, and he doesn't know what the original taste is."