The workers on the construction site lined up and started to eat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Shaobai's osmanthus silver carp soup was served in a small black pottery bowl and delivered to the hands of the workers.

"It's still a pity that there is no beauty in the food!" Han Shaobai sighed.

He bought these small black pottery bowls in the county town temporarily, and almost emptied the stock of a pottery shop.

"Boss, that's enough, what beauty do these migrant workers know? Do they still use blue and white porcelain like at the state banquet?

On Han Shaobai's side, each worker received two table tennis balls in addition to a bowl of osmanthus silver carp soup. One yellow and one white, this is what will be used for voting.

Compared with Han Shaobai's delicate osmanthus carp soup, Liu Mang's braised pork is much rougher.

Large pieces of glittering braised pork are served in a pot, scooped up directly with a large spoon, and covered in a large bowl of white rice for workers, piled up into a small mountain.

"Uncle, is it enough? not enough to add more, enough to manage!"

"Enough! Enough!" the man in a tattered hat nodded repeatedly, smiling and revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Most of the honest men around sat on the ground, carefully picking up the braised pork with chopsticks and putting it into their mouths, showing a satisfied expression.

"Boss, give me some too. Wuyan held a large enamel basin with a large bowl of rice in it and handed it to Liu Mang.

"Don't you think it's too greasy?" asked Liu Mang strangely.

"Didn't I look at how fragrant they ate, and the worms in my stomach were ready to move. ”

A large spoonful of braised pork is clasped in a large enamel basin with five eyes, and the clear fat seeps out of the meat and flows into the rice underneath.

Five Eyes took a big bite of rice, and then ate a piece of braised pork.

"Boss! It's just amazing! This braised pork is nothing to eat alone, but it goes perfectly with rice! The fat of the braised pork relieves the dryness of the rice, and makes me feel like eating Taiwanese braised pork rice. ”

"Really, then I'll try it too!" Wu Jing also made a pot of rice and scooped a large spoonful of braised pork by herself.

"Sure enough, I knew that Mang'er's craftsmanship must have something unique!" Wu Jing was also amazed after taking a bite with five eyes.

"The flavor of fennel, star anise, cinnamon, green onion, ginger and dark soy sauce completely penetrates into the meat!

"Senior brother, did you bring your "Tune Ding Ji" with you, can you give it to me?" Han Shaobai finished distributing his osmanthus silver carp soup and walked over.

"Bring it, but are you sure you can win?" Bu Yu sat on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, took a piece of braised pork from the pot and put it into his mouth, and then took a sip of white wine without raising his eyelids.

"You've been cooking for many years, can't you still eat it? Your apprentice's braised pork is simply a mess! The roasted meat is completely soaked in the precipitated oil, and it is very greasy! The taste is not right, it is salty! Can such a useless dish still win?"

"That's not necessarily, my old man's sense of taste has deteriorated a lot, and it tastes just right!"

"Your sense of taste has deteriorated, are others like you? Okay, if you don't die in the Yellow River, then let you see the results!" Han Shaobai finished speaking, and clapped his palms.

"Guys, I'm going to ask you to do me a little favor after eating. Just now I gave you two small balls, the white one represents the fish soup, and the yellow one is the braised pork. If you think it's more delicious, throw a ball representing the dish into this big urn, and you can only choose one of the two, thank you very much!"

The surrounding construction workers were stunned, and many people shouted with laughter.

"Will you eat it in the future?"

"It's still popular to vote!

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During the voting, Han Shaobai stared coldly at the people in the field.

Probably because his wish for so many years was about to come true, he was a little inexplicably nervous, and his right hand unconsciously clenched the civilized stick in his hand.

And Liu Mang looked indifferent, as if this gambling fight was none of his business.

He just took care of the rest of the meat in the pot and distributed it to the bowls of those who were still waiting, without looking at Han Shaobai.

After waiting for more than a quarter of an hour, everyone finished voting, and Han Shaobai nodded to the man in the suit.

The man in the suit immediately grabbed a sledgehammer and walked over to the large urn.

"Senior brother, you believe me, the "Diaoding Collection" can only be of the greatest use in my hands, and I will carry forward what the master taught us!"

"Don't be too happy! you're not worthy!" snorted silently.

"Really, then you can just watch it! smash me!" Han Shaobai sneered and gave an order.

Hearing his order, the man in the suit immediately smashed the hammer in his hand into the urn!

Several people on Liu Mang's side looked towards the tile urn at the same time.

"Plop!"

The ping-pong ball inside immediately flowed out of the broken rubble urn!

"What?!This can't be!?"

Han Shaobai rubbed his eyes in disbelief and pounced.

The ping-pong balls flowing from the broken rubble urn were orange and yellow, not even a single white one.

silently breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Liu Mang approvingly: "This apprentice, he didn't look away, whether it was his talent for cooking or his understanding of human affairs, he was far better than himself back then!"

"Senior brother, you can die, right? Please don't come to harass me again in the future. I also want to live the rest of my life in peace. ”

"This is impossible! My osmanthus silver carp soup is far better than that kid's braised pork in terms of color, aroma, and taste! How could I lose!"

Han Shaobai roared, pulled past a passing worker, and grabbed him by the collar: "Tell me!

"Leader!" The worker was taken aback by Han Shaobai, and his mouth snorted: "It's delicious, I've never eaten anything so delicious!"

"Then why don't you vote for me!"

"It's delicious, but it's not full!

"Didn't you hear it?" walked over without saying anything, signaling Han Shaobai to let go of the construction worker, and sighed faintly.

"Senior brother, why don't you understand? What you lost is not the dish, but something other than the dish!"

"What's it outside of the dish?"

"You Han Shaobai grew up in a wealthy family, with fine clothes and fine food, and even worshipping under the master to learn to cook is just a hobby, how can you understand the needs of these toiling people?"

"Does that have anything to do with today's dishes? My osmanthus and silver carp soup has won an international gold medal! All kinds of gourmets are full of praise! Isn't it as good as an ordinary braised pork?"

"Senior brother, you were wrong from the beginning, if you are looking for rich businessmen and politicians today, even if it is some ordinary office workers and white-collar workers, then the outcome of this time is really difficult to predict, but you have to find some poor people who work the construction site!"

He paused: "What are they? They work hard every day just to make their families live a good life! They are reluctant to eat, they are reluctant to wear, and if they can see a little oil star in their daily food, it is called a meal! A bowl of braised pork that burns fragrant and oily and a bowl of sweet and bland silver carp soup, who do you think they will choose?!"

"This!this!" Han Shaobai was silent and grabbed the white, so that he couldn't even speak.

"Do you know why our ancestors built the Manchu Han Tower?"

"Why?" Han Shaobai couldn't help but ask.

"Because the ancestor of the year felt that the real food should belong to the people of the world, not only to serve the royal family! Therefore, he left the imperial dining room and founded the Manchu Han Mansion by himself, cooking for the people of the world!