"I still have some good things today," Hua Mian said as she carried a cloth bag from the car.

"What? What is it"

The person beside him squeezed up and looked at the cloth bag in Huamian's hand. The opening of the cloth bag revealed the small pink stuff in it.

Hua Mian reached in and grabbed a handful. Everyone looked closely. Little shrimps were lying in Hua Mian's palms.

"Where can I find this kind of shrimp? Can such things be eaten?"

"Don't worry, this is a good thing, it will be delicious when cooked with carrots." No one can eat this kind of shrimp here, and it is almost free in the market. When Mr. Jia goes to buy seafood, he always takes some back to feed chickens and ducks. When Huamian goes to choose ingredients, he asks them all over without much trouble.

"It looks so shabby. Don't we also live in the palace? We can only eat these."

"Okay, okay, don't surround me here, go back and do your own things." Aunt Jinyue sent everyone away in time before they started complaining, leaving only a few people to help send the ingredients to the kitchen.

When I first came to Jinyue Palace to help them cook, Huamian had never seen such a dirty kitchen. The stove was made of spiders, and it looked like it had not been used for hundreds of years. Later, when Aunt Jinyue told me that the patients here were in serious condition and could hardly eat much. Aunt Jinyue only cooked her own food every day. In addition, the distance between the kitchen was far, so she gradually came to the kitchen in the backyard. She only built a small stove in the front yard to make her own meals and cook some mandarin duck vinegar every day. Until Huamian showed up at the gate of Jinyue Palace with a bunch of ingredients again and said she wanted to cook for them, someone remembered that they had a kitchen.

The radish cooked by shrimps and mixed with bean noodles is a bit rougher because the ingredients are fresh and the maids are also sweet. Huamian only demonstrated to them how to cook and use the stove in the first few days. Then she wrote a recipe for them to do it themselves. After all, she was about to start learning etiquette soon, and Huamian could not come every day.

"I heard that you are going to Beilin with Your Highness Nian?" asked Aunt Jinyue when she sent Hua Mian out of Jinyue Palace.

"Yes, I just went to send General Zhenbei to get married, so I was traveling at that time." Huamian was no longer as resistant to this unexpected trip. Now she was also thinking about it. Anyway, she couldn't go home. Why not go around and see if there are people traveling for travel, why not?

"Forget it, since you understand so well, I won't advise you anything."

After hearing Aunt Jinyue say this, Hua Mian always feels that the other party has nothing to say, but when he asks again, he can't ask anything.

After the moon-watching banquet, His Highness Eleventh seemed to be very busy. Sometimes when the meal was approaching, he remembered to send someone to inform Huamian to come back late or ask Xiaoyin to come back to pick up the meal and take it away. Huamian asked Xiaoyin several times, saying that because he wanted to be an envoy to see off with his relatives, His Highness Eleventh's homework has increased a lot in recent days. In two days, he will recruit a master to come to the palace to teach martial arts.
Chapter completed!