"Chef Xia seems to be very interested in the architecture of the post house", seeing the other party's reaction, Lu Keer said.

"I can't say that I'm particularly interested...", Hua Mian replied with a finger: "I just think the building of this post house is familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere."

Hearing her words, Lu Ke'er smiled and said, "That's really a coincidence, I also have a very familiar feeling when I ate Xia Zhangchu's fried skewers, like the old people in my clan once made."

Hearing her say this, Hua Mian was even more puzzled in her heart, this country is subject to the constraints of the Heavenly God Sect, and it is impossible for ordinary chefs to make fried products that consume a lot of oil.

"Where is the old man who made the skewers?" , It's okay if the person who built the post house is gone, and it would be nice if you could ask something from the person who made the skewers.

"It's a pity that the old man passed away ten years ago," Lu Ke'er said with some apologies, "and I have sorted out his relics, and I have not left any recipes"

After listening to her words, Hua Mian knew that the clues here in the post house were basically broken, but from the words she talked to, she also got a lot of information, which was already very good.

The two said a few more words, and Hua Mian went to Sikong Yue's table, and when she saw Hua Mian coming, Si Kong Yue beckoned her to sit down.

It stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible for the chef to dine at the same table with General Zhenbei, but when he was in the palace, Ye Huang and Sikong Xiao were used to seeing each other, and they all knew Sikong Yue's temper, so no one went to talk about Hua Mian's identity.

Sikong Yue is used to staying in the barracks, eating with his soldiers every day, Hua Mian doesn't know anything about what status and status in this world, even if he understands it, it is difficult to change his past habits for a while, Sikong Yue likes Hua Mian's strength and doesn't care about the rules set by those old men, so even on the way to the mission, he will often call Hua Mian to eat with her when he eats.

The accompanying officials did not raise their opinions, but when they saw Sikong Yue's eyes looking straight over, their momentum dropped by half a point, and they often slipped away first without waiting for the words to be finished, so that when they came to the seat below and watched General Sikong call Xia to eat at the same table, they couldn't say anything to dissuade them.

When several young doctors from Tai Hospital saw it, they wondered if that Xia Zhangchu had some great background? As he was whispering, he was interrupted by a light cough from Master Cui, "Don't talk when eating"

"What did you talk about with Pavilion Master Lu? I've been saying it for so long."

Hua Mian sat down when she heard Sikong Yue ask, "It's nothing, it's just that the owner of the Lu Pavilion said that this fried skewer is similar to the dish made by a deceased old man here."

"What's strange about this, you are from the vicinity of the inn, she is also a post house here, and they all receive caravans from the north and south, and the recipes you learned from the caravan chef are not strange at all to her here."

"What Sister Yehua said is", Hua Mian thought in her heart that she was not a strange ghost, what kind of village background around the post station itself was made up by herself, who knows what the original villages around it were like, and her recipes were downloaded from the Internet in a serious way, so it is really a problem to see similar ones here.