Liu Chuanwen cares more about the taste of wine than about the ethereal time.

In his opinion, the age of the drink is a gimmick. Isn't the role of wine only a drunken solution to a thousand sorrows? Could it be that those boring literati and artists have added some unique meaning to wine? He couldn't help but speculate to himself.

Tang Chuan returned to his position and once again confirmed his position.

The treatment just now was simple for Tang Chuan, and it couldn't be simpler. But no matter who is the same, they can feel his seriousness, and that dedication can brush up on hundreds of dedication blessings in the Spring Festival Gala.

Zhang Jingxuan is very grateful to Tang Chuan, not even weaker than his own group of employees.

But they all felt the changes in themselves and didn't say a word. This private room wasn't the place they were supposed to be.

People are inherently different, especially in the face of their own teachers and leaders, most people are difficult to be calm.

So, they are all struggling with whether to eat or not to eat while waiting.

Tang Chuan stood up, smiled slightly and lifted the mud seal of the wine jar, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

"It's pretty much what I thought!" Tang Chuan's smile was a little more proud, his eyes flashed with gold, and he asked, "This wine is good, one glass per person is almost enough......"

The aroma of wine entered his nose, Liu Chuanwen patted his thigh, his eyes moved with the wine jar, and muttered: "Where is one cup enough, I want a jar!" ”

"Wu Song can drink eighteen bowls without three bowls, fifth uncle, you are fine, but it is still bright this day, and drinking too much does not match your identity after all." Tang Chuan said lightly, he said it very tactfully.

This wine is very good, but he doesn't know the name, and the only thing that can be sure of being able to drink a pound of old wine on weekdays is no match for this glass of wine.

To some extent, this glass of wine is no longer ordinary wine, and it is not much different from spiritual wine. (.la no pop-up ads)

One cup after another was poured, and unlike the cups that were not surprising at the beginning, the cups now placed on the table are all antique, and they look like antiquities from the past.

It is also because Chinese tableware rarely uses silver, and the sudden use of silver is somewhat abrupt. The fat manager wanted to take out a set of silverware that was said to be used by the emperor in the restaurant to entertain Tang Chuan.

In his opinion, everything is a dead thing, far less precious than the living, and it is not worth the people who refuse to suffer at this table.

He also secretly annoyed his actions just now, and complained that he didn't pay attention to them. Otherwise, he would not offend Tang Chuan and others.

There can be many explanations, so many that Tang Chuan is unwilling to listen to any of them.

The dishes are quick, more hearty and delicate than just now. Even the word light that Tang Chuan wanted was vividly achieved by them.

"This should be a house dish, right? I just don't know who the chef is. Zhang Jingxuan looked at the dishes on the table, his face a little rosy. The cup in front of him was still eight points full, and he was already a little drunk.

He can't talk about good wine, but he can drink in this business. Antiques and antiques, 5,000 years of history, no one dares to say that they are proficient, just like the owners of these antique shops, most of them can only know a little.

But that's enough.

Zhang Jingxuan knew a master who could tell at a glance the possible identity of the original owner of the unearthed utensils, and if the teacup was a teacup, he could guess what kind of tea was once inside.

Although most of his insights were in the Song Dynasty, they were already remarkable.

He Zhang Jingxuan is not a master, but he is not comparable to ordinary people, just at a glance, he is sure that this is a house cuisine, and it is not the so-called house cuisine outside.

It's not a dish that no one knows, and then it's a house dish that crowns the ancestor whose chef it is.

Real house cuisine has always been the synonym of high-end atmosphere and grade.

You must know that in the feudal period, as long as there was something, he dared to get it, but only the people who could eat the dishes he made were the top officials of the court, the first and second grades; Either it's a relative of the emperor.

"What's the difference?" Liu Chuanwen was surprised, he didn't pay much attention to eating, he had also eaten this kind of dish, and it tasted really good.

"The difference isn't as big as you think now, but it's not a little bit of a ...... To put it simply, I have been cooking with dragon liver and phoenix gall since I was a child, and it is better to ask for any details, or is it better to be eclectic? ”

"I really can't say it......" Liu Chuanwen didn't understand the meaning of his words, he only knew the literal meaning, it was all the same.

Liu Qingyan pursed his lips and said, "Is it better to have a five-star hotel or a street stall?" You must know that the skill gap of chefs is not half a star. ”

Liu Chuanwen understood now and said with a smile: "I want to see what the difference is." ”

With that, he stretched out his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of fish and fed it to his mouth, and his eyes lit up all of a sudden.

"It's good, but I don't know what's good there." He said, his face full of unfulfilled meaning.

"The avenue is simplified, few people can say the subtleties, and they can only use a good word to express their feelings. This is the real house cuisine. Zhang Jingxuan closed the coffin.

The food is not something that ordinary people can eat, and it is not even something that the relatives of the emperor can enjoy. Those who can really enjoy the food are big families, real families.

Many people think that since the Sui and Tang dynasties, the family has died out in history, and there is no "old Wang Xie Tang Qianyan, flying into the ordinary people." ”

After that, the seven sects and five surnames that dominated the world gradually declined or were replaced.

But this is only a record of secular history, in fact, these big families have always been inextricably linked with the cultivation realm, don't you see the one by one who appears in the change of dynasty, or who escapes responsibility in the name of monks?

If it's just a temple, it's not enough, but behind the temple, the Taoist temple is the cultivation realm, and it can make itself immortal.

Zhang Jingxuan's knowledge is limited, and he doesn't know the secrets of this, but he did eat a real kitchen once when he was young, and he has never forgotten it since.

So much so that just by looking at it, he knew that these dishes were not ordinary.

"This chef is amazing!" Liu Chuanwen couldn't help but admire, and said to his niece: "Qingyan, why don't you wait for the old man's eightieth birthday, and invite the chef of this family back to be the chef?" ”

Without waiting for Liu Qingyan to answer, Zhang Jingxuan shook his head and said, "It's not that simple...... This chef is not something that ordinary people can invite. ”

Liu Chuanwen disagreed, "He can get us a table, do he dare to give my old man's face?" ”

Tang Chuan smiled, his eyes were blazing: "I really believe that he doesn't dare not give you face!" ”

Liu Chuanwen was silent, but anyone could see his grinding teeth.

Tang Chuan got up, walked directly to the golden door of the private room, pushed it open, and said, "Let you chefs come!" ”

Without waiting for an answer, he slammed the door shut and returned to his place.

"Eat and drink." He said, unceremoniously began to taste the same.

These dishes have different tastes, but they have only one thing in common, and that is light. reach

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