In the sparrow fairy class, two men sat next to each other, sitting in a little silence, one quietly staring at the performance on the stage, and one lowering his head to think about his own thoughts.

The people on the stage don't seem to be able to see the guests at the round table, performing happily, and they don't care whether the people in the audience are listening or watching, they just want to perform, and nothing else has anything to do with them.

But is it really irrelevant?

The performance is for people to see, and watching such a numb performance has nothing to do with the guests, as if they don't want to affect the guests' contemplation.

Qing Lanxuan lowered his head and thought about Qing Qingze, who had just left, his heart was in a mess, he always felt extremely familiar, so familiar that he seemed to have known him for thousands of years, but he had never seen this person, what was going on?

Is there anything you don't know or have you forgotten?

But this familiarity is simply exaggerated, and he has to think that he has lost his memory after falling asleep.

Lu Junhao next to him looked at the expression on the stage very seriously, and didn't care about the silence between him and Qing Lanxuan at all, after all, there was a Jin Mengyan between them, and that layer of identity was there, Qing Lanxuan didn't speak, he Lu Junhao naturally couldn't speak.

After all, he is a person who is not good at talking, and he still has some scruples about this gap in status.

A man and a woman on the stage are singing hard, sometimes with long sleeves, sometimes dancing, sometimes raising their legs, sometimes throwing their sleeves, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, it seems that in a quarter of an hour, they have interpreted the ups and downs of life, joys and sorrows.

Although Lu Junhao didn't understand what it meant, it was much better than thinking about talking to Qing Lanxuan, after all, his identity was different, and he Lu Junhao was not a person who was good at talking and dancing.

Qing Lanxuan was thinking about his own thoughts, and he didn't care what the so-called Sparrow Immortal Class looked like, and he didn't care what the people around him were doing...... "Ah...... It smells so good. ”

A crisp and beautiful female voice full of temptation sounded, and Lu Junhao and Qing Lanxuan looked back unconsciously.

In the white smoke, a woman stood at the door, slowly walking towards them, only to see the woman, beautiful eyes, beautiful beauty, Ying Ying Sharp stride, only the appearance of the pair of lotus shoes.

Lu Junhao stood up unconsciously, completely ignoring Qing Lanxuan's hostile eyes.

"Brother, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. ”

"Cut, what's embarrassing, let's just go to the convenience, why are you so polite. ”

The enchanting man who followed closely behind the woman quickly walked in front of the woman, glared at Lu Junhao for a while, and laughed at Lu Junhao if he didn't want to.

"Hehe, Qing Qingze, don't make trouble, let's prepare for dinner, otherwise we'll be hungry." ”

Jin Mengyan stretched out his hand and pushed Qing Qingze, walked forward, quickly sat down next to Lu Junhao, picked up the chopsticks and was about to start eating.

"Yan'er, and slowly. ”

Jin Mengyan was stunned when he heard this, and his hands were frozen there.

"Let's have a drink before we eat. ”

"Okay, that's a great idea, I haven't drunk ...... yet"

Jin Mengyan suddenly stretched out his hand and hit Qing Qingze, who had already sat down beside him, and raised his eyes and kicked.

"Eh, Xiao Yan'er, why are you beating me. ”

Jin Mengyan rolled his eyes helplessly, and said in his heart: "Frog, do you want many people to know that you are not human?"

"Uh, hehe, forgot, forgot. ”

Qing Qingze smiled awkwardly and said, "Xiao Yan'er, I was on a whim, you know that I have a bad memory, don't stare at me, it's okay." ”

Hearing this, Jin Mengyan pursed his lips, looked back at Lu Junhao and nodded, and then looked at Qing Lanxuan, "I don't know what Young Master Qing, what do you think?"

Qing Lanxuan raised his eyes and glanced at Jin Mengyan, smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Brother Lu, how can you be unwilling?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the case Lu Junhao, and arched his hand and said, "Brother Lu, please first." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. ”

Lu Junhao picked up the wine glass, turned it left and right in front of the whole country's chest, nodded to everyone, and then drank it himself, and lit up the wine glass after drinking, "Do it first in the next day, everyone, please." ”

The three of them also drank together, each lit up his glass, and sat down.

Jin Mengyan didn't wait for Lu Junhao to speak, he had already picked up the chopsticks and was ready to eat.

"Slow down, young lady, please allow us to explain these dishes to you. ”

Jin Mengyan was really helpless, pouting and putting down the chopsticks.

I was so anxious that I didn't pay attention to the name of the dish or anything like that.

Qing Lanxuan raised his eyes and glanced at Jin Mengyan in disgust, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: Is it a hungry ghost?

I don't understand a woman's boudoir etiquette at all.

Hmph, if it weren't for the understanding of Feng Ling's power, I wouldn't have known such a woman.

Lu Junhao saw a man and a woman on the stage coming over, and after politely greeting him, he began to introduce them one by one.

"This plate is oily and smooth, with a pattern like tiger skin, and a soft and mellow dish called tiger skin meat, also known as Dong meat, and oily meat. It was created by Dong Xiaowan. The skin is wrinkled, fat but not greasy. ”

"The main ingredients are: 1 kg of hairy pork belly, 50 grams of pickled red stalks. 1 kg of seasoning vegetable oil (about 100 grams of actual consumption), 20 grams of cooking wine, 150 grams of sugar, 50 grams of salt, 20 grams of soy sauce, 20 grams of green onions, 20 grams of ginger, and 2 pieces of ingredients. We won't say much about the process of making zuò. ”

The woman next to her said: "This plate of camp pork belly is nutritious, easy to absorb, and has the effect of replenishing skin nutrients and beauty." ”

Jin Mengyan blocked her breath, and when she heard that it had a beauty effect, she immediately wrote down this dish, but it was a pity that she couldn't eat meat.

The man continued: "This plate is Langya halva, formerly known as flour sugar, Dong sugar, and Qinyou halva, which is made of pure white sesame seeds, white sugar powder, Fuqiang powder, maltose, etc. The sugar cube produced is uniform in thickness, the bone is as thin as paper, the profile level is clear, it is spiral, the color is milky white, the entrance is soft, delicate and free of impurities, and the fragrance is overflowing. ”

The woman said: "Langya halva is rich, sweet but not greasy, and the literati and ink writers praise it: Xiang Zhao Yun outsiders, taste the immortals in the cave, rich in nutrition, suitable for all ages." Named after Langya Mountain, it is a traditional famous pastry in Chuzhou. Its taste is sweet but not greasy, glutinous but not sticky, crispy but not broken, suitable for all ages, and deeply loved by the masses. ”

The man added: "Lingyan duck is the most famous traditional dish in Nanjing. The duck fed by the grain produced in Jinling is fat and white, the meat is fresh and tender, and it is famous in the whole province in the Song Dynasty. At that time, the city of Nanjing was prevalent in the duck system zuò dishes, there is a saying that Jinling duck is the best in the world, after the establishment of the capital Jinling, Jinling roast duck appeared, and then Jinling salted duck appeared. ”

The woman continued: "The salted duck is to feed the "osmanthus duck" in the Mid-Autumn Festival in August of that year as raw materials, re-marinate with hot salt and clear brine, take out and hang it in the shade to dry, cook it when eating, the finished skin is white and the meat is red, the fragrance is sufficient, the fresh and tender taste is beautiful, and the flavor is unique, so it is famous at home and abroad in the Ming Dynasty, and the famous dish "Nanjing Plate Duck" that appeared at the end of the Ming Dynasty sells well in the north and south of the river, and was used as a tribute to the court in the Qing Dynasty. For more than 500 years, "Jinling Salt Water Duck" has been famous, and has now become a popular wine and delicacy for people all over the south of the Yangtze River. ”

The man said abruptly: "Beijing is located in the south of the Yangtze River, plumbing duck fat, making zuò duck dishes, enjoying natural advantages." As early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there is a record of Jinling people raising ducks in Tsukiji, which shows that domestic ducks have a history of thousands of years. We also have a folk song: Ancient Academy, Liuli Intercept, Xuanxi Forging, Saltwater Duck. The ancient academy refers to the largest national university - Jinling duck enterprises and more than 1,500 large individual households, with a daily output of more than 150,000 braised ducks, and the residents of Jinling market eat about 80,000 ducks every day. ”

Jin Mengyan unconsciously glanced at the man after hearing this, only to see that he was just saying something single, and there was nothing wrong with it, so he couldn't help but interrupt: "May I ask what you mean by the enterprise, individual large households, Nissan, and the market." ”

"Well, we don't know about this. ”

The two looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

Jin Mengyan sneered and said, "Hey, if you don't know, you don't know, you can continue to introduce." ”

The two were stunned for a moment, and then the man said aloud: "This plate is Song Huilian's roasted pig's head......"

"Wait,"

Jin Mengyan suddenly interrupted the man's words, she looked at the dishes on the table, and couldn't help but pout, "You don't need to introduce it, bring these meat dishes down and bring us some vegetarian dishes." ”

"yes, yes, we're all vegetarians. ”

"Leave the tiger skin and meat, and change everything else. ”

Qing Lanxuan glanced at Qing Qingze and commanded.

Lu Junhao didn't speak, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Seeing Qing Lanxuan say that, Jin Mengyan turned his head to look at Qing Qingze, and said in his heart: Will you die if you don't speak?

Don't you know that it's humans on the other side?

He'll be curious, if he understands or not.

What vegans, huh?

Qing Qingze pretended to be pitiful, with a look of grievance, but he didn't speak.

Jin Mengyan was helpless, sighed to himself, and stopped looking at him.

Qing Qingze saw that Jin Mengyan ignored him, and he didn't care, he still sat there with a smile on his face.