Only a banquet for women to enjoy the flower viewing banquet... Hua Mian subconsciously wrapped her hair around with her fingers, which was her habitual small movement when she was thinking about problems.

It is true that the banquets that only women participate in seem to have decreased by more than half compared to the previous New Year banquets such as moon-watching banquets, but the less participants, the more obvious the quality of the dishes will be. The large pot of dishes for banquets with more people will be relatively simple.

In terms of dishes, the barbecue and fried foods that look very grand can no longer be considered as the size of the past, the better. According to Hengzhi's words, this flower viewing banquet is not only a banquet, but a social tea party where women exchange emotions or secretly compete.

Of course, when such a time, we ask for help from a universal mobile phone! Although it is not the time for the moon to turn blue, fortunately there is a lot of inventory on the phone. Since mobile phones have become only available for download in the blue moon in this world, data cannot be uploaded at any time. Huamian uninstalled the games on the phone that only prompted the internet-free ones on it, and a lot of space was free to download a large number of books.

Which menu is more suitable? Are medicinal food or desserts? It’s always okay to have more desserts for girls’ parties, but it’s a pity to not have an oven. I don’t know if I can use the blue brick kiln in the imperial kitchen to bake a cake. I saw Jia Bake using that roasted chicken before...

Hua Mian raised her arms and felt sore, and finally got a rough idea. She turned off her phone and drilled out of the quilt to breathe. She found that the room was pitch black. It turned out that the candlelight had already burned to the bottom when she was flipping through her phone.

By the morning of the next day, Huamian pulled Hengzhi to the imperial kitchen early. Hengzhi went to the imperial kitchen to pay tribute and stood by the door to wait. She couldn't interfere in cooking, so she just needed to listen carefully and write it down and retell it to Concubine De after returning.

The other chefs in the imperial kitchen expressed joy and welcome to Huamian's arrival. Jia Lao complained about why Huamian had returned to the palace. On the other side, he ordered his apprentice to get the new ingredients he had bought recently and take them to Huamian to see.

"Old Jia, look at my menu, is it still suitable?" Hua Mian and Old Jia made a table under the window. They hurriedly took out a piece of paper from their arms and handed it over. This was what she wrote down the ingredients and tastes based on the menu she thought last night in the morning.

"Your writing has not improved after more than half a year." Jia Lao shook open the paper in his hand. He saw the paper with no surprise, as big and small words written on it, as if it were traces left by a little bug crawling over it, and even many typos were found. He couldn't help but sigh.

Huamian felt a little embarrassed by Mr. Jia. For those who have been using keyboards and mobile phones all year round, don’t say anything about forgetting words when you pick up your pen. Even if you remember the words, you will write them like abstract paintings.

Huamian has long been used to the words he complained about, and just urged Mr. Jia to read the order quickly. This was something he thought about all night. He saw that the flower viewing banquet was coming, but he had no time to waste it.

"I'm reading it, I'm reading it, don't urge it, after all, it takes some time to understand your words." After Jia finished speaking, he devoted himself to the order in his hand...
Chapter completed!