But don't the villagers here have their own houses in the villages outside the inn? The attitude of the owner of the inn before didn't look like he would let those villagers hang out in the inn when they had nothing to do, where did these traces of use come from?

"Excuse me... You are the head of the Mission? ”

A voice sounded from behind her, Hua Mian turned her head, and saw that it was a middle-aged woman in coarse cloth clothes, the woman was plump, and her figure actually looked a bit like Lord Zhu.

The person who came smiled and said, "I am the chef of our Yinyang Post House, and the owner of the hall said that you have worked hard all the way here, let me come to your chef to see what I can help."

Before Hua Mian could speak, someone on the side greeted him and said, "We are the carriage of the imperial kitchen, and we are the people of the two carts here", and as he spoke, he led the people to the car and introduced them one by one.

"This is Xia Huamian, Xia is the chef, the exclusive chef of His Highness Eleven, who is only responsible for His Highness's meals, and all the meals eaten by His Highness need to be checked by her."

When he walked in front of Hua Mian, the chef in charge of the imperial dining room introduced that the head chef of the post house saluted with a smile, and Hua Mian was also busy returning the salute, thinking that the other party would ask some food-related questions about His Royal Highness Eleven, but who expected the other party to turn around after the salute and leave, leaving Hua Mian, who was about to speak, standing in place with some embarrassment.

After a round of greetings, the head chef of the inn spoke: "Since the owner of the inn has asked me to assist you, now I want to give priority to knowing what dishes you are going to cook tonight, so that we can complete it together."

Hearing her say this, several of the chefs were stunned, and they could see from the flowers on their faces that they didn't believe in this chef.

It's right to think about it, these people are all imperial chefs, and a post house chef who suddenly appeared, saying that he wanted to know their respective recipes, and anyone with a little common sense should know their identity, and they were going to make dishes for those big people in the mission, and the recipes as the wealth of the chef usually don't show people easily, even their own colleagues, let alone such a suspicious chef who came from nowhere.

Seeing that everyone looked alert, no one responded to the fat woman, everyone was engaged in the work of the chef, and when they heard that someone had offered help, they all protected their respective recipes as if they were treasures.

Hua Mian thought about it again and again, and when she saw the fat woman's slightly embarrassed expression standing in place, she hesitated to take out a booklet from her sleeve, held it in her hand and pinched it, and finally handed it over.

"Show you, here's my recipe"

The fat woman couldn't help but be overjoyed when she saw that someone had finally come up with a recipe, and that this person was still the chef of His Highness Eleven, and she thanked her and took it.

Hua Mian thought to herself, fortunately, she had copied down the recipes and some classic dishes that she often got from her mobile phone, so that she could take them out for reference at any time when there were other people around.

The fat woman opened the booklet handed over by Hua Mian and flipped through it..."This... Is this sure it's a recipe? ”

Hearing her ask, Hua Mian nodded affirmatively, "This is the recipe I use, what's wrong?" ”

Although he didn't say it, what was written on this recipe made the fat woman think for a moment that it was a child's calligraphy book.