"It hurts... Rejoice! ”

At this moment, Lord Zhu didn't care about the image of a 'Honglu Temple official', rolled up his sleeves, opened his collar, and ate and drank happily with a skewer in one hand and a wine glass in the other, but Lord Han remembered something and reminded him.

"Why hasn't this Yilanlou's performance started yet?"

"Yes... That's right! Just now, I was obviously going to go over to the flowers... The girl inquired about the arrangement of their flower table, but she forgot all about it when she saw the freshly grilled soft fish in the past."

Seeing that Lord Zhu replied while eating with a nonchalant face, Lord Han smiled and shook his head, fortunately, the Ministry of Industry and Honglu Temple have no friendship at work on weekdays, otherwise as a colleague of this adult, I am afraid that a few people will not be enough to help him remember.

"No... However, Yilanlou's show this year should be quite exciting," said Master Zhu, swallowing the roasted eggplant in his mouth.

"How so?"

"Just now I went to get the skewers, and I heard the little maid next to Miss Huamian chatting with other guests, and it was mentioned that this year's flower table in Yilanlou, including the scaffolding used in the barbecue, was designed by Miss Huamian."

"Chef Xia still has such skills?"

"After all, I grew up in a post station, and I've seen some of the outside world."

If Hua Mian heard the current conversation between these two adults, she would definitely laugh out loud, about her own life experience, Sikong Yu has always forbidden people in the building to explore, so the more it spreads, the more mysterious it becomes, she has changed from the homeless girl who was affected by the disaster in her hometown that she made up for herself to become a master who has learned all kinds of knowledge from other countries and mastered the cooking skills of various countries?

"Such as... In this way, the flower table made by the flower girl is really a little exciting, and the food is already so delicious, to... If she could do that well in other jobs, I think it would be better to vote for her this year."

Lord Zhu said in a somewhat joking tone, but Lord Han thought seriously as if he was thoughtful after hearing it.

"Wow-whoa-"

There was a sudden surge in the crowd, but this time it was next door to the Yanyu Pavilion that had just performed a wonderful performance, Yilan Tower.

"What's going on?"

"Could it be that their show has begun? Go in and have a look, Lord Han, please."

The two adults squeezed into the crowd again, and it was still Lord Zhu who opened the way, but the difference was that this time the folding fan in Lord Han's hand was replaced by a skewer.

The eyes of the crowd were attracted by the scaffold where the barbecue was carried out, and Hua Mian took down the red-hot charcoal basin and poured a bowl of wine, and the flames rushed straight up to the roof of the shed.

"Ying'er, are you ready?"

"We're all right here, just wait for my sister's orders"

"I counted to three, and we were together, one... Two... Three! ”

When Huamian counted to three, several people standing behind the wooden basin worked together to fan the pu fan in their hands, which was not the kind of small fan used in the general coolness, but a long-handled large pu fan that would come in handy for many banquet guests, and each pu fan required two people to work together to wave.

In order to achieve this effect, Huamian specially ordered the price of fruit charcoal from the charcoal merchant, this charcoal burned not only the choking black smoke like ordinary charcoal, but with a fruity burst of white smoke, and the white smoke spread out on the flower platform in a blink of an eye.