According to the traditional eating method of the local people, Sikong Xiao tore off a piece of the cake, dipped it in the broth, dipped it in the soup, and then ate it, and ate a few bites in a row before he said, "What do you see?"

Seeing that he had already found out, Hua Mian also saved himself from looking at it secretly, and said directly: "The Ninth Young Master is not a picky eater, but it is recommended that you eat slowly, and when Xilin will definitely make delicious cakes, ......"

Hua Mian didn't finish speaking, and suddenly there was an argument in the direction of the kitchen, hasn't it already started? What else is there to talk about? But quarreling must not lose morale, Hua Mian pulled up Xiaocui and prepared to cheer for Xilin together.

The sound of the dispute came intermittently, and Celine's words "The meat is too bad...", "It's not fresh anymore......", "The color is not good..."

Hua Mian and Xiao Cui squeezed into the front row from the gap between the onlookers, and saw Xi Lin carrying a piece of meat arguing with the chef in the store, both of them looking tense.

If they continue to make such noise, when will they be able to eat this breakfast? Hua Mian thought to herself that this would not work, she couldn't let them make trouble, she didn't talk about it if she couldn't eat breakfast, and the key was to delay their time to go to the woodworking workshop.

"Don't argue, don't argue", Hua Mian squeezed to the front row and grabbed Xilin's arm and said, "What's wrong?" Why did they suddenly quarrel? Aren't you going to make breakfast? ”

"Look at what kind of meat they bought here", Celine angrily handed the meat in her hand to Hua Mian.

Hua Mian looked at it, this ...... It's a part that no one wants, right? It's not about using pork ribs to make soup, and the white part in Siline's hand is far more than the red part of the meat, and it looks very greasy.

"Is this pork?" , looking at the part full of fat, Hua Mian knew that he had not guessed wrong.

"It's pork, and it's still the part that can't be sold", Celine said indignantly, she has always been particular about ingredients, even if the quality of ingredients is worthless, it must be good.

"What's wrong with the meat we use in the store? Miss Beilin's is about to give up? The chef of the restaurant hugged his arms and said with some amusement.

"You ......", Cirlene's fat eyes widened.

Seeing her expression, Hua Mian was really afraid that she would throw the lump of meat in her hand on the face of the chef, even if she said that she didn't waste food, but it would definitely not work to do it directly, Hua Mian had seen Xi Lin's strength as early as when she was in Hanbei City, and she really made a fuss, and the other party's chef would definitely not be able to beat her.

Hua Mian hurriedly persuaded: "Don't do it, if you have something to say", she leaned close to Xilin and whispered: "It's okay to use this meat, don't you always say that as long as you have cooking skills, any ingredient can be delicious?" Just use this meat to show him, and it's easy to compare."

Celine thought about it, what Hua Mian said was indeed reasonable, so she put down her hand and nodded at Hua Mian, and returned to the stove with the meat.

Seeing her return to continue making, the onlookers did not disperse, and continued to gather around the kitchen to see what this Beilin man was going to do.

Xi Lin looked at the fat on the desk, sighed softly, and caught a glimpse of Hua Mian standing aside from the corner of her eye, and suddenly had an idea.

Carefully cut off the fattest part of the meat and cut it into finger-length strips, and cut the remaining part of the meat into thin slices.

"Where's the oil in your shop?" , Cirene rummaged on the desk for a while and couldn't find a container that looked like oil, so she asked the chef on the side.