From childhood to adulthood, Mu Fan watched a song and dance performance for the first time on the spot. Except for watching the dance forest conference twice on TV and knowing the words samba and Latin, he can be said to have no understanding of dance.

So Mu Fan didn't know what kind of dance the girl Li in the Full Moon Building was dancing, he only knew that this chick's movements were very beautiful, standing among the six women in Tsing Yi with the stars in white holding the moon, like a white lotus in the blue waves. Following the beat of the music, with a twist and a turn, the souls of the surrounding customers were hooked away.

Maybe it's because the appearance fee is relatively high, or maybe it's because of the effect. The whole performance was only a few minutes from the woman floating down like a fairy to leaving the stage quickly. Before everyone came to their senses, the whole performance ended, as if the beautiful scenery just now was just their own illusion, and there was a hazy sense of unreality.

I don't know who came to his senses first, took the lead in applauding, and in an instant, the entire attic was replaced by thunderous applause.

"That's amazing. Mu Fan sighed with emotion, although he didn't know how to dance, he could be sure that compared with the dancing skills of this Li girl, those stars were not worth mentioning at all, and they were even inferior to the Tsing Yi Dancing Queen who was next to him. Zhao Feiyan, who can dance in the palm of her hand, is probably just that.

After the applause, Mu Fan, who was a little stunned, returned to the table. As soon as she sat down, the maid brought the food ordered by Mu Fan.

"Childe, please use it slowly. The maid lifted the lid of the plate, bowed respectfully, and withdrew to the door.

The moment the lid was removed, a faint fragrance entered Mu Fan's nose. Mu Fan looked at it fixedly, and what was closer to him was the sand meat created by Liu Feng.

In a plate with blue and white flowers, there is a porcelain bowl upside down, and the fragrance comes from this. Mu Fan noticed that the porcelain bowl in the dish was unique, with an arc-shaped bottom and a ring on it. It should be a kitchenware specially used for upside down food and steaming on the basket. Mu Fan picked up the handkerchief on the table, grabbed the ring and lifted the porcelain bowl. In an instant, the aroma galloped out of the plate like thousands of horses unreined and filled the room.

"It's so fragrant!" Mu Fan took a deep breath and hurriedly looked at the plate. I saw that the bowl-shaped sand meat was crystal clear, yellow in color, and extremely attractive. Judging from the color and aroma alone, this sandy meat has undoubtedly reached the top ranks.

Mu Fan couldn't help but swallow his saliva again and again, picked up the chopsticks, and gently picked up a piece. The meat was white, and Mu Fan looked at it, only to find that there was only one layer of meat, and below it was cooked glutinous rice. Without thinking about these details, Mu Fan gently brought the meat to his mouth and took a bite.

A slightly sweet meat aroma spreads throughout the taste buds, it is really crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the meat is white and melts in the mouth, the meat is red and soft and fragrant, sweet and delicious. Mu Fan stuffed all the remaining meat between the chopsticks into his mouth, chewed slowly with his eyes slightly closed, and had a fine aftertaste.

"It's delicious, it's delicious. Between the rolling of the Adam's apple and swallowing the meat, Mu Fan felt the residual sweetness between his lips and teeth, and couldn't help but praise again and again.

When he opened his eyes, the chopsticks in Mu Fan's hand flew up. The meat almost perfectly reflects the word fat but not greasy, and it was not until the last piece that Mu Fan sandwiched the meat in front of him and observed it carefully. I found that there was a sandwich in this meat, with a purple layer of smoke veil in between, and it was actually bean paste when you tasted it carefully. The name of the affection is reflected from here.

Swallowing the last piece of meat, Mu Fan was still not satisfied, looking at the remaining glutinous rice on the plate, he couldn't help complaining, "This Nine Immortal Pavilion is not authentic, it looks like a lot of portions, but there is only such a layer of meat." ”

However, adhering to the principle of not wasting food, Mu Fan scooped up glutinous rice with a small spoon and sent it to his mouth. The eyes lit up slightly, this glutinous rice is not an ordinary taste, it should be mixed with sugar, plus absorb the gravy, it is very fragrant and sweet and glutinous, and there is another taste.

Mu Fan didn't care about any gentleman's appearance, so he directly picked up the plate, sent it to his mouth spoonful by spoonful, and quickly ate the glutinous rice clean. After putting the plate down and taking a breath, Mu Fan felt a little satisfied.

"Cool!" Mu Fan exhaled, licked the corners of his mouth for a moment, and then shifted his attention to the dishes next to him.

That dish was the cold dish that Mu Fan was going to study on this trip, and the clouds were full of fire. In a delicate cream-white porcelain plate, red and white are split in two. The red carrots are sliced and rolled up, and the tops are carved into irregular triangles, which are placed together like clusters of flames. The white ones are white radish, which is cut horizontally into even slices and spread in several layers on a plate. The overall shape is very chic, and the dishes are similar to the sand meat.

And Mu Fan noticed that whether it was a carrot or a white radish, there was no seasoning added to it. When you smell it carefully, there is a faint fragrance unique to the radish itself.

Mu Fan first picked up a cluster of flames and put it into his mouth. In the mouth, it is crisp and crisp, and a characteristic sweetness of carrots spreads out. Light but not strong, with a hint of spicy aftertaste, which makes people's hearts bright.

"It's crispy. Mu Fan sighed in admiration, and picked up a piece of white radish, this white radish is crystal clear, as thin as cicada wings, raised to watch, the whole is slightly translucent, and the thin milky white veins on it are faintly visible, I have to admire the mastery of the chef's knife work. Put the radish in your mouth, at first it is slightly cool, and before you chew it, the sweet juice in the radish will sweep in, and the meat is tender and juicy, sweet but not spicy. Just in harmony with the greasy Gaza meat, it plays a perfect neutralization.

Mu Fan's chopsticks flew like a fly, and he quickly finished eating the whole plate of radish.

The taste of each slice of sand meat can be said to be on the same level, the first slice of meat is delicious, and the last piece of meat is just as delicious. But the clouds and fire are not the case, its taste is not elegant, from the first bite to the last bite, the delicacy is progressive, people can't stop. After a plate, it is sweet and refreshing from head to toe.

Mu Fan, who put down the chopsticks, seemed to have sublimated his soul. There is a feeling of tasting this dish and dying without regrets. As the maid said, the sand meat and the clouds and fire are really a perfect match.

At this time, Mu Fan had already made up his mind, this time, he not only had to learn the clouds and fire, but also learned the sand meat. Although they are two completely different dishes, the combination between the two can be said to be seamless. In contrast, the relationship between tomatoes and eggs is no more than that.

Mu Fan, who wiped his mouth, called the maid who was waiting outside the door in.

After entering the door, the maid first saw the plate on the table that was licked clean by Mu Fan, and she was slightly surprised, obviously she didn't expect that Mu Fan would eat so quickly.

However, the maid quickly put away her expression and asked respectfully, "May I ask what the prince commands?"

Mu Fan noticed the maid's fleeting expression, touched the tip of his nose a little embarrassed, and coughed dryly: "What, do you have a chef surnamed Jiang here?"