"You can add two more knives here, be careful and don't cut them off."

After returning to the big kitchen and putting down the basket, Yang Gu began to teach Hua Mian how to use a knife. Although Hua Mian liked cooking, she was not good at using knives. Especially the kitchen knife she was holding in her hand, which was heavy and awkward.

It's not as flexible as the kitchen knives in the maid's canteen.

"This knife is not for you to use." Yang Gu saw Hua Mian's thoughts, "If you can complete this birthday banquet, I will give you a knife that matches you."

"A kitchen knife? The one in the maid's kitchen is fine for me."

"The quality of a knife will change according to the owner's temperament. When you can have your own knife, you will be a qualified chef. But now you should be careful not to cut your hands."

With the help of Yang Gu, the menu for the birthday banquet was perfected one by one. Seeing that the date of the birthday banquet was approaching, the pots of peppers that Hua Mian planted in the room also sprouted buds. Although Hua Mian really hoped that the peppers could be used in the birthday banquet.

It came in handy at the banquet, but it was obviously impossible to wait for these pots to grow up, so I had to fry the chili peppers that were dried when the seeds were collected to make chili oil.

After dinner, Sister Liu finished cleaning up the outside and was about to go back to her residence. She was thinking of saying hello to Hua Mian, but she didn't expect that as soon as she entered the kitchen, a stream of white smoke mixed with a pungent smell came towards her.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough" Sister Liu fanned herself with her hand, "Hua Mian, what are you doing? What does this smell like? It's so bitter."

"Sister Liu? It's just right, help me try the taste." Hua Mianzheng was not sure whether people here could accept the taste of chili oil, so he picked up a little with the tip of his chopsticks and handed it to Sister Liu.

"Is this the chili oil you're talking about?" Sister Liu looked at a drop of red oil on the tip of the chopsticks in her hand. It looked the same as ordinary oil except for the color. She put it in her mouth... "It's so hot, this feeling.

What is it? It hurts a little, and when I think about it again, it does have a special taste, and it’s a little sweet.”

Hua Mian divided the small amount of chili oil into two small porcelain bottles. One bottle was the one Sister Liu had just tasted. She used sugar to neutralize the spiciness, making the spiciness of the chili pepper much milder and more refreshing.

In line with the taste of people here, it is about slightly spicy, while the other bottle is pure chili oil without any other seasonings. The bottle mouth is sealed and wrapped with cloth strips of different colors to distinguish it.

Seeing that the birthday banquet was less than ten days away, Hua Mian and Yang Gu's daily morning market visits gradually shifted from identifying ingredients and practicing their eyesight to selecting ingredients based on the recipes prepared by Hua Mian.

In the past few days, Hua Mian had not bothered to prepare the dishes for the maid dining hall, and only cooked a meal intermittently when she had time. I heard from Sister Liu that Sikong Xiao had sent someone over to find out before every meal since she found out that the dishes were not made by her. If

If she wasn't there that day, she simply wouldn't show up. Hua Mian didn't have time to pay attention to what the Ninth Young Master was up to. Apart from sleeping and going to the market every day, she would just dive into the kitchen and try cooking.

During this period, I heard Xiaocui tell a lot of interesting stories about the guests at this banquet. Aunt Juan also arranged for experienced maids to teach the maids in the backyard, from the things to pay attention to at the banquet to reception etiquette and behavior.

The standards are all involved. Hua Mian has never participated in such etiquette teaching since she entered the house, so she is required to find time to learn etiquette no matter how busy she is in the kitchen.

"It hurts, it hurts."

After a busy day, Hua Mian lay on the bed, and Xiao Cui stood beside the bed to help her pinch her legs. Standing for a long time every day caused Hua Mian's legs to become obviously swollen, and she walked with a slight limp. To use Hua Mian's own feelings, it was like
Chapter completed!