Huamian took out all the ingredients in the bamboo basket, and finally took out a small cloth bag, "That's all, please check it out."

After Huamian put the ingredients in it, a priest went forward to check it out. The flowers of the sacred tree, the green grass planted next to the grassland, as well as the few flours and various condiments, did meet the requirements of the national teacher.

After the inspection, I returned to the national teacher and reported the results and confirmed that the main ingredients were taken from the temple. "But we have never used the condiments she brought. Should she be prohibited from using them?"

"No, since the ingredients and seasonings she uses are guaranteed by Mr. Jia, there will be no problem."

After the national master spoke, the priests stopped talking and retreated to the side to see Hua Mian’s next actions.

Picking up a grass, Hua Mian said in his heart: "No wonder it is said that national masters of all generations never eat food outside the temple. It turns out that there are so many ingredients in the temple. What kind of grass is this? It is obviously aloe vera, but it is so mysterious that people outside say that I thought the national master really relied on eating grass."

Pick up the aloe vera and cut it into pieces, then cut it into pieces, then cut it step by step, leaving crystal clear meat and put it in a bowl.

The national master seemed very interested in Hua Mian's technique. He leaned forward and the hood slid down halfway. When Hua Mian raised his head to get the water basin, he saw the face exposed from the hood. He remembered Xue Qing's previous instructions and shook his hand and lowered his head.

Hua Mian was busy with her hands, but her mind was shocked by the appearance of the national teacher. Although she knew in advance that the national teacher was only nineteen years old, she had never expected that the other party's appearance could not be seen as a man or a woman. A female dress boss like Sikong Yu also needed to use makeup to cover up the gender characteristics of her face as a man. Even if the national teacher did not wear makeup, she still looked like a girl, and she still felt like a pretty little flower.

Does Princess Wei like this kind of national teacher? Is he trying to be a best friend? No matter how you look at it, he thinks he is better than Princess Wei. His silver-white hair does not look inconsistent at all. Judging from his dietary structure, these plants in the temple have a good effect on their beauty.

When several priests saw that the national master was staring at the movements of the chef opposite him, they didn't know what the teacher was going to do, so they couldn't ask casually. The elderly palace servants had met the chef of Hejing Palace with Emperor Deyuan at several banquets, and knew that Mr. Jia favored him very much.

Huamian used the water from the well in the temple to mix the batter, added a few seasonings, and used a large wooden spoon to fill a spoon with a layer of oil along the bottom of the pot to drip the paste clockwise, and finally formed a translucent pancake.

Take out a porcelain bottle from the opened cloth package. Hua Mian carefully poured out some yellow and white sauce from the porcelain bottle and applied it to the pancake and rolled it into thin strips of aloe vera. After repeating this a few times, a plate of pancakes were finished. Please send it to the national teacher's table.

"What is this?" The national teacher did not go to get it immediately, and asked Hua Mian first.

"Sacred Tree Flower Flavored Crepe"

"Cream?"

"Creams were first made in my hometown to survive the famine. The filling made with very little flour and different ingredients can change the flavor."

Huamian's explanation is indeed correct, but these are the answers she searched online in advance. As for why it is called the flavor of sacred tree flowers...
Chapter completed!