"Want a recipe?" , Xiao Yin's face showed a look of difficulty, you must know that the recipes are the treasures of the chefs of each family, and the classmates in His Royal Highness's school are either princes, princes, or children of important ministers, and the chefs in these families are even more unlikely to let people read the recipes casually.

Xiao Yin thought so, and said it in his mouth.

"Don't worry, just go"

Hua Mian listened to Xiaoyin's concerns, and before she could speak, Concubine Jing walked in from the door of the kitchen courtyard.

"If someone asks, just say that it was asked by this palace, Huang'er is sick now, and it is not a problem for this palace to know what her child has eaten, right?!"

There was a concubine's words, Xiaoyin put her mind at ease, and ran out of the yard as soon as the bamboo basket in her hand was put on the ground.

“... That one... Don't you ask me why I want to know those recipes, mother? ”

"You are the chef, and I believe that you must have an idea in your heart about food-related issues."

The other party really deserves to be a concubine, even if he encounters such a situation he doesn't understand, he is so calm, if it was to change himself, he must have asked to the bottom of it.

"What's the matter with the mother coming to me?"

"Huang'er is no longer in trouble, I heard that Manager Ling said that you asked Huang'er about illness"

"Ah, yes, if I'm right, I can probably find the cause of His Highness Eleven's illness"

"Really?"

Hua Mian saw Concubine Jing's eyes widen a lot in an instant, maybe she was really a very gentle person, but she was just worried about His Highness.

"Since it may be caused by food, then not eating is definitely not the solution, I don't know if this solution is feasible or not, but if the cause can be found, it will be much easier to solve it, but it will probably be hard work Your Highness"

"As long as Huang'er's illness can be cured, you can mention what you want"

With Concubine Jing's promise, Hua Mian's first request after Xiaoyin brought back the recipe was to prepare many copies of all the ingredients mentioned in the other party's recipe, separate each ingredient separately, and make several of them by various means of frying and frying.

found that there was no effect on a few people after eating, and Concubine Jing also praised: "It's really a good craft."

After waiting for a few days, everyone in the palace tasted the craftsmanship of Huamian, although many cooking techniques were used, but the ingredients used in each dish were all without exception, and only one was used.

By the time Hua Mian tried out the most suitable cooking method for each ingredient, His Highness Eleven's body had already returned to normal.

"Your Highness, listen to each of these dishes on the table, don't eat too much, but you have to eat each of them, and tell me as soon as you feel unwell, you know? Don't be as patient as you were last time."

On this day, Ye Huang's room was full of people around the room, and the person who was surrounded in the middle was His Royal Highness Eleventh who was sitting at the table at the moment, holding chopsticks to listen to Hua Mian's words.

"The condiments used in these dishes are commonly used in the palace, and if there is an allergy, it can only be a problem with the ingredients, although it is not excluded that there are differences between the same ingredients from different origins, and at the moment we can only do our best to prepare."

"Please also ask Your Highness to take a break while eating each of the dishes."

After listening to Hua Mian's instructions, Ye Huang stopped his chopsticks every time he ate a dish, and Concubine Jing looked at him from the side, seeing that it had no effect, she showed a slightly disappointed expression.