On the day of the Lantern Festival.

A bustling neighborhood in Jinguancheng is lit up.

In the morning, Ye Feizhou inspected the venue with Mrs. Liu, which is a large venue with doors open on all sides, three stories high, like a palace building, and magnificent.

Ye Feizhou stood on a certain high platform, looking around, the Liu clan and staff who were busy upstairs and downstairs gave him the feeling of watching the crowds in the football stadium.

This Liu's selection, as expected, was still held in this 'Feitian Pavilion'.

In fact, the 'Feitian Pavilion' is not exclusive to the Liu family, and the Zhu family in Shu also has half of the right to use, and over the past hundred years, the two clans of the same origin have more than once caused friction and conflict because of the use of this palace.

Flying!

These two words are enough to show that the builder of this venue is the former 'Flying Sage' Zhu Qi, not the kitchen god Liu Pleiades.

Where Ye Feizhou stood, there was a bronze statue of a person several meters high, which was naturally erected by later generations to commemorate Zhu Qi.

Looking up at the sky again, as far as the eye can see, there are exquisite lanterns!

When night falls, the Lantern Festival atmosphere created by these lanterns is sure to make people here intoxicated.

"A few decades ago, this Feitian Pavilion was one of the top famous buildings in China, hosting many cooking competitions and important halberds, and decades later, even the locals have forgotten its past glory, and their eyes can only see the towering white jade tower in the Forbidden City!" sighed Mrs. Liu.

Ye Feizhou just smiled and didn't say anything, but added in his heart:

Wuyi Lane, not surnamed Wang.

Phoenix Terrace, pile of weeds.

Although he is only in his early twenties, he has heard too many stories of ups and downs from several masters, and has seen all the ups and downs of the Chinese world in the past few decades, and has a sense of calmness that has experienced vicissitudes.

However, his eyes fell on the bronze statue in front of him, and Ye Feizhou couldn't help but whisper: "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water, the waves sweep away the heroes!"

Countless heroes have died in the long course of history.

However, the brilliance that emanated before they faded was dazzling enough for future generations to remember them.

But how many chefs and recipes can really be remembered for future generations?

Ye Feizhou is very longing for the matter of leaving his name in history, which can be seen from his flickering eyes.

Then.

A manager of the Liu family hurriedly came, handed out a thick pile of famous posts to Mrs. Liu, wiped his sweat and said: "Taigong, some uninvited industry authorities have handed over their famous posts to the house, saying that they will go to the scene to watch the selection of this session. You see how you reply to them. ”

The old man on crutches frowned, and the steward's hand was stacked with a tall name, and he realized that things were not simple.

"So many people in the industry submit their name posts?"

This is a polite inquiry, after all, the Liu family is the organizer of the selection, and they will occupy a chair in the guest area of the venue without being invited.

Mrs. Liu looked through the famous posts and looked at the names one by one, "Huh, the people in the industry in Jingxiang account for seventy or eighty percent, and there are more than 20 people, two of whom are Lin chefs?"

The brows are even more wrinkled into Sichuan characters!

"Feizhou!" Old Lady Liu looked at Ye Feizhou, "What's going on?"

Ye Feizhou smiled bitterly: "Taigong, I don't know either!"

"Didn't your master arrange to come here to watch the ceremony?"

The master that the patriarch of the Liu clan said was Huang He, Ye Feizhou could hear it, and he shook his head: "In the past few days, I have no contact with Huang Shi. ”

"This is strange, most of the authority of the Jingxiang Chef Alliance has come, if you count the two elders who submitted the name post, yes, yes, and Wei Zhong, the three elders of the Jingxiang Chef Alliance are all ...... Shh

The old man gasped sharply.

"Let me tell you why. There was a cold voice behind him.

"Lan Fengxian?"

Old lady Liu turned around.

Lan Fengxian walked over, put his hands on the railing of the high platform, and looked sideways at the bronze statue of the Flying Sage, and after a while, he looked around at the stadium the size of a football field, "Tonight, this Flying Pavilion, I'm afraid it will make people recall many things again." ”

The smile on the corner of his mouth looked meaningful.

Knock knock!

The crutches struck the ground, and the rapid frequency showed that Mrs. Liu's mood was not calm.

Who knew that Lan Fengxian added:

"Feitian Pavilion, it's been a long time since you've hosted a heavyweight halberd, right?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Liu was shocked.

Halberd?

Ye Feizhou was on the side, his face was shocked, "There is a halberd today? Who is with whom?" Lan Lao knows the inside story, and Jing Xiang's seniors have come with a large number of ......" All kinds of clues pointed to the two people he was familiar with.

One is a fellow brother, and in recent years, his reputation as the 'alternate pastry king' has gradually been recognized by the public.

The other is the demon king who once defeated himself.

Of course, thinking of that fiasco, Ye Feizhou was unwilling and a little decadent, but more importantly, he admired and respected his powerful peers.

Are these two people going to bump into each other?

Ye Feizhou hurriedly left the Flying Heaven Pavilion, not to Wei Zhong's residence, but directly to the Xia family's old mansion.

……

The other side.

In the suburbs, the resort inn under the Baiyun Pavilion industry.

"Brother Wei!"

"Brother Duan!"

"Brother Wang!"

The guest team from the Jingchu Alliance, mighty, settled in the inn.

The two leading chefs, one named Duan Hong and the other named Wang Qian, met Wei Zhong in a certain exquisitely decorated room, and sat down to drink and talk, and the atmosphere was even relaxed.

These two people are both masters of Chu cuisine.

As Chu cuisine, which originated in the province of a thousand lakes and the land of fish and rice, its characteristics can be summed up in one sentence: aquatic products are the foundation, and fish dishes are the mainstay.

Duan Hong is best at a kind of traditional famous dish called 'Jingsha fish cake', according to legend, the history of this famous dish can be traced back to the Yao Shun period, the recipe was created by Nuying, and later to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, this kind of fish cake was regarded as the "head plate" of the palace banquet of the King of Chu, so the name of the court dish has been passed down to this day.

The second elder of the alliance, Lin Chef, Wang Qian, was born in the "Northern Cuisine" of Chu cuisine, and his representative works are traditional improved dishes with personal characteristics, such as 'Three Plates' and 'Wudang Monkey's Head'.

"Brother Wei, don't say much, I wish you a successful start!" Wang Qian toasted.

"!"

Wei Zhong and Wang Qian both drank a glass of rice wine.

Duan Hong wanted to put chopsticks on a plate of steamed Wuchang fish on the table, but the chopsticks stopped suddenly in mid-air, and this Jing Chulin chef stared at the delicious fish dishes, and the shadow of a golden big fish appeared in his mind. He put down his chopsticks and couldn't help but smile: "They are both at the Lin level, but their cooking skills are high." Brother Wang and I are both at the middle level, but Brother Wei is different, I'm afraid that if you look at the Chinese world, Brother Wei, who is standing at the pinnacle, will dare to send a halberd battle letter to that Xia Demon King. ”

Wang Qian also sighed: "Yes, that Xia Demon King, I can't be underestimated!"

Not to be underestimated.

Speaking of the Demon King, this Lin Chef's eyes are full of jealousy.

"Although Jing Chu is big, Baiyun Pavilion is also a big business, but the only one who can control this demon king is Wei Zhong!"

Duan Hong and Wang Qian looked at each other darkly, and on the flight when they came, the two exchanged a lot about this halberd.

It is true that the Chinese world is vast, but the territory has been narrowed to one province and one region, and in fact, there are only a few Lin Kitchens.

For example, the Lin chefs in Jingchu are Wei Zhong, Duan Hong, and Wang Qian, a total of 3!

They are the elders of the Jingchu Chef Alliance, so there is also a saying in the Chinese world that if you want to know the number of Lin chefs in which region and cuisine there are, it depends on the number of elders of the local Chef Alliance.

In fact, the Jingchu Alliance is quite good, with Huang He here, as the Great Elder, although the influence is not as good as the Imperial Capital Alliance, the Shanghai Alliance, and the Guangzhou Alliance, but on the whole, it is a first-class grade, which is less than the top and more than the bottom.

This time, the halberd is related to the rise and fall of a cuisine and a provincial league, and Duan Hong and Wang Qianzi are very concerned.

The two looked at each other.

"What is Brother Wei's halberd recipe?

Hear the words.

The corners of Wei Zhong's mouth raised a calm smile slightly, his fingers dipped some wine in the cup, and on the desktop, he wrote a word-

Steam!

"Steamed vegetables?"

"Not pastry?"

Duan Hong and Wang Qian were stunned.

Wei Zhong shook his head, dipped his wine again, and added the word "pastry" on the side.

Now, steaming and pastry are next to each other, so you don't have to think about it to get to the heart of the recipe!

"Steaming" is a cooking technique.

pastry, then the field of recipes is planned.

What could it be?

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