"Sir, I'm afraid the injuries of those people in the imperial dining room won't get better for a while, especially the one who hurts his waist, according to me, he needs to rest for at least half a year", the middle-aged doctor looked at the prescriptions in his hand and said, these prescriptions were just prescribed by Doctor Cui to those chefs, and the medicinal materials used were not precious but very ingenious.

"The work of the imperial dining room is just cooking, what is there to worry about", the young doctor on the side did not forget to interject while cleaning up the small table and letting the palace people set the meal.

The middle-aged doctor thought about it, and said this is the truth, looking at the chefs in the two delegations, it is not clear whether there are other chefs in Beilin, but it is very good to have tasted the skills of the chef in the Beilin Palace's mansion at the banquet of the city guard's mansion, and there is obviously a gap between his own side and then eating the food served by other chefs after eating the dishes made by His Highness the Eleventh Highness.

Thinking of this, there is nothing to worry about their injuries, but I hope that I will have the opportunity to eat the dishes of the two chefs a few more times...... Thinking like this, he beckoned a few people to dinner.

In terms of appearance, it is not much different from what you eat on weekdays, and it doesn't matter what you eat anyway just to continue working.

This thought did not last long, when the young doctor ate a pot of chicken nuggets and suddenly made a suspicious voice: "This pot of chicken is not made by our chef, right?" ”

Hearing his words, several people around him moved their chopsticks to the pot of vegetables, and for a while, the topic of dishes was brought up again.

At the same time, Sikong Yue was also eating the dishes sent by Huamian, "The chicken called Yellow Braised Chicken you made today is much softer and more tender than the one you have eaten before."

“…… This chicken is really good", Huamian stayed to eat with Sikong Yue after the meal was delivered.

Making yellow braised chicken was originally a last resort, because the imperial dining room purchased a large number of live chickens when they left Hanbei City, but after this sandstorm, their carriage was directly scrapped, and the things on the car were scattered to several other cars, and in order to save space, it was impossible for these live chickens to continue to carry.

Hua Mian took Xiao Jin Xiaoyin to pull out the chicken feathers at noon before they were all cleaned up, and studied several methods, considering that the oil on the road is still a more precious condiment, it is impossible to make such a large amount of fried chicken, and it just so happens that there is a small jar with sauce over there that cracks and can't be put for a long time, so he simply took it out and made yellow stewed chicken directly.

Sikong Yue waved his chopsticks and said, "I heard Xiaocui say that you injured your arm in the sandstorm last night?" Has it ever been treated? ”

Hua Mian swallowed the half-chewed chicken nuggets in her mouth, and replied: "It's not a big problem, the Ninth Young Master helped me deal with it urgently, and in the morning, the doctor from the Tai Hospital came to take medicine again, and made a cut, and it will be fine in two days."

Previously, because of worrying about their situation, Sikong Yue called Xiao Cui over to ask when Hua Mian was making lunch, and learned from Xiao Cui's mouth about what happened in their carriage last night, and Si Kong Xiao's sudden appearance saved the two of them when they were in danger, and this alone was enough to make Sikong Yue, a sister's gossip.

Because it was dark in the carriage at that time, Xiao Cui couldn't say the specific situation, but said that after relighting the candle, he saw the Ninth Young Master bandaging Hua Mian's wound, Sikong Yue wanted to know more about it, so he specially called Hua Mian over to have lunch together.