Hua Mian was sighing that she would not believe in the Catholic Church specifically. She thought to herself that the people of Beilin also had their own beliefs, so she heard the solution that Xilin said.

"You said I would make dishes prepared for the pre-God's work here??"

As if I didn't hear anything in Hua Mian's words, Xilin nodded hard and continued: "It won't be a big trouble. You just need to do it once and I can remember it."

She couldn't hear anything else in other people's words! Xilin, who would rush into something she liked, completely ignoring the opinions of others. If she was in the company, it would be difficult to integrate into someone like this.

Small groups will be excluded by colleagues over time.

But Huamian just thought about these words and did not actually say this point. "I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with, because the staple food that was asked to use before God's work was produced in the church, and aloe vera... is green grass,

I have looked for Mr. Jia before but I have no gains. If I can’t even get it from him, it means that the ingredients like Bicao are not circulated on the market.”

"You mean there is no ingredients? This is not simple. You can just contact your national teacher?"

"You really... you don't feel hurt when you stand," Hua Mian muttered in a low voice. The ingredients of aloe vera originally had certain drug properties, but in fact, Hua Mian wanted His Eleventh Highness to try it too.

Then I thought about it again that the ingredients produced within the church can only be eaten in the church. In fact, no one has ever asked for this rule. It is entirely because I subconsciously believe that there are such restrictions, so I have never raised any questions. Now I have listened to the West.

Lin realized that she should try it once.

In the afternoon, in the temple, Hua Mian was preparing the materials used in the practice meeting. The priest who was responsible for assisting her to send a basket of green grass. "Summer chef, I'll send you the green grass today."

Green grass, also known as aloe vera, grows extremely lush in this world. Some of the ones planted in the church are almost taller than Huasian. There is also a layer of barbs on the outside of the thick leaves to deal with them with extra care.

"Thank you," Huamian looked at the aloe trees in the box, thinking about how to speak what they wanted to say next.

The priest has been assisting Huamian in the work for several days, and there is no other arrangement. After sending the ingredients, he found a corner and took out the book and read it. When he saw the seriousness, he suddenly felt the light dimming. He looked up and saw that it was Xia Huamian.

Stand aside.

"Is there something wrong with Chef Xia?" The priest said, closing the book and stood up.

"That...I have something to ask for advice..."

Seeing Huamian being hesitant, the priest had guessed that she had something to say. If she was not mistaken, it might be a serious matter for her.

"Please say that my job is to assist Xia Zhangchu to complete the drill. If there is any problem, I should help Xia Zhangchu to relieve worries."

"It's just that the ingredients I practiced this time, can I give me some? I want to bring them back to Hejing Palace to make them for the Eleventh Prince." Because they were worried that they were still thinking about Xilin's identity as the chef in Beilin, Huamian decided to

He still used Ye Huang as a shield.

This is not a problem. Just make a few more dishes for Your Highness when you go back. Hua Mian silently thanked Your Highness the Eleventh Highness...
Chapter completed!