Hua Mengyue hurriedly stopped him: "Don't......" She was in a hurry to eat.

Before he finished speaking, Li Yu had already gone to eat, and was so hot that he was sniffled.

She hurriedly scooped half a bowl of water for him: "If you can wait for seven or eight breaths in case of trouble, it will be much better."

Breath is equivalent to breathing, and before there are no time, minute and second, a few breaths are the same as a few seconds. Hua Mengyue felt that he didn't understand the waiting time after a long time, and he had to explain, so he simply said it shorter, so he could show calmness.

Li Yu hurriedly took the bowl and rinsed his mouth to relieve the pain of being burned in his mouth. However, when he looked at her again, his eyes were filled with tears: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I just got out of the pot, you can't see it. Although it's not too cold at the end of August, you can't see it so hot?" Hua Mengyue felt that it was not her fault. If this kid dared to push the wrong thing to her--

Before he could think of it, Li Yu said again: "You are right, wait for a while, it's always right."

"Your quality is quite high, you can hear everything. I am a little chef, and you don't dislike it." Hua Mengyue laughed and took the plate and transferred some dishes for him.

The plate became colder. She turned to carve a white radish flower, and the color of the plate of vegetables was immediately increased to a higher level.

"Why should I use radish?" Li Yu frowned. He didn't like to eat it.

"This is a decoration. If you don't want to eat it, you can see it." Hua Mengyue specially chose a place on the plate and put it in the tray: "You eat what I divided. I will give this plate to my wife."

Although I had eaten the dishes made by Hua Mengyue, Li Yu was unhappy and his wife was unhappy.

Li Yu was in the kitchen without Hua Mengyue being there. He only tasted it and left. His wife felt uncomfortable when she looked at the dishes Hua Mengyue delivered to her.

"Cook Hua, have you said that you are not good at cooking?"

The lady twisted the chopsticks and did not move.

Hua Mengyue didn't know why she asked this, but looking at her appearance, she was not suitable for her to tell the truth, right now, right? She hesitated and said, "This is what I made according to the recipe... If my wife doesn't like me to learn new dishes, I will continue to make dim sum, I am good at making dim sum."

She is good at doing differently from being able to do things. She said this, and did not deny it or admit it.

The lady glanced at her and didn't say anything. She just moved her chopsticks - picked up a small piece of diced eggplant, put it symbolically in her mouth, and then there was nothing.

The dish almost didn't move, and the diced eggplant did not affect the whole dish at all.

If Hua Mengyue couldn't see it anymore, she would be a fool. Her wife was angry and obviously didn't like her anymore. So okay, she wrote down the recipe and returned it to her and continued to make snacks in the future.

The lady didn't say anything, and Hua Mengyue didn't say anything. On the surface, the lady didn't like this dish, so the lady didn't eat it.

But this is over. After all, when the master came back, he saw the plate of hot dishes, and praised the color for being beautiful.

Since then, Hua Mengyue’s desserts will be decorated with fruit carving or vegetable carving, and the knife skills are getting better and better.

It was the end of August, and after a few days, it was September 9th in a blink of an eye.

This is also a big day. Hua Mengyue thinks that the ancients attach more importance to festivals than modern people, probably because they are busy regularly - they are also very busy, but they are the same every day. Without external news, they cannot go out to go shopping on the streets. There is no new meaning after walking on the streets, so the sense of ritual is particularly important.

Although Hua Mengyue doesn't cook much, she needs to use mountain products and wild game in the mansion. She can still gain some benefits for her family, such as the straw rope she used to decorate last time, which children like, especially the ladies in the mansion.

Although this was what the person who served the lady later said, it’s enough to like it, at least it’s more effective than Li Yu’s arrogant child.

She told her wife that her family was a hunter. When she went home, she would keep some or eat more. Not to mention the price issue, the key was not to make fake things, and the things were all real.

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