Li Chongjun bowed slightly to the kitchen, only to see Zhan Kui's figure slightly frustrated, and he gently shook back and forth with the swing of his arms and wrists.

The strength of Zhan Kui's hands is obviously getting heavier, and the dough cake is in his hand, like a sail full of wind, and like a wheel with full speed, floating up to a very high and far away, but it is full of strength, turning into a thousand-pound sledgehammer and smashing it down.

When the force reached a very large and extremely strong point, Zhan Kui's palms were wrong, and it was a support, and the dough cake was diagonally opened up a distance of nearly a foot.

After repeating this, Li Chongjun saw that the white light in front of him was messy, and Zhan Kui's arm was interspersed in the middle.

And the bread couldn't see how big it was at all, but the previous whirring wind was deafening, and it was gradually coming to Li Chongjun's side.

Who is Lee Chong-jun?

In the past few years, the sword has come and gone, and it has long been unfazed, and the figure has floated away a few steps after a slight pause.

When he looked at it again, Zhan Kui raised his wrists and took the bread back to the board.

At that moment, my hands were as fast as electricity, and I saw the dark brown ten fingers flying, stretching out and pecking in the white bowl filled with banana paste and diced pineapple, but it was like a chicken eating rice. Then the two palms pressed against each other, and the fingers were evenly sprinkled in the bread, and the cakes were evenly embedded with the fruits, all of which were of average size, and there was no difference.

Li Chongjun's face was silent, but he was very surprised in his heart, and his hand was secretly on his waist.

Zhan Kui's face sank like water, like a pine quilt, and he picked up the edge of the dough cake and shook it very gently.

Suddenly, the strong wind rose, and Li Chongjun only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the bread was like a dark cloud pressing on the top, making a loud sound, and the center was slightly abrupt, and it came straight to the door in front of him. It was originally an extremely soft and loose face, but it was as hard as a rock when it was seen, and it was obvious that there was twelve points of strength in it, and it was going to take Li Chongjun's life. Its speed is so fast, its moves are ruthless, it is really incredible!

didn't have to think about it, Li Chongjun was long, and the grapefruit sword was already in his hand. Li Chongjun was like a swimming dragon, the tip of the sword was slightly raised, and he stepped forward. The ruler grapefruit sword, the soul of the ice is not dispersed, and the mound is only fragrant with green grapefruit!

The cold stars floated, and the chimelo sword roared, breaking through the center of the dough cake.

Li Chongjun's years of martial arts cultivation have been completely focused on this blow. The blue light flashed, and it seemed to be an understatement, but in an instant, fifteen moves had been issued, and the enrollment changed.

Fifteen soft sounds, and the bread broke into sixteen parts from the inside out.

The internal force infused into it did not disappear, and when he turned a corner, he turned into sixteen golden arrows and attacked the big points around Li Chongjun's body.

The chimelo sword suddenly roared, Li Chongjun led his neck and roared, but he didn't refuse to block, he raised his left hand, and only poked out with his right hand, and there seemed to be ten thousand sword qi in front of and behind him, and the sixteen pieces of dough gradually flew closer, until they were one foot away from his body, and he could no longer get close, turned around, and flew towards Zhan Kui.

Zhan Kui didn't avoid it, but his face was extremely frightened and confused.

Li Chongjun suddenly threw the sword out with his backhand, and the dough cake flew down sharply, falling straight down, and there were several soft sounds, and it had fallen flat into the iron plate that had been smeared with oil on the stove, and it was all around a circle.

There was a crisp sound of "ding-" again, and the chimelo sword was impartial, and it was landing in the center of the round cake surrounded by sixteen pieces of dough.

It turned out that the dough was very sticky, and a few crumbs stuck to the blade of the sword, causing it to fall down as well.

A strange fragrance rose, and Li Chongjun straightened up, but he was already stupid.

After a long time, he said in a dumb voice: "You don't know martial arts? ”

Zhan Kui picked out the ruler grapefruit from the center of the dough cake and said, "No." I just wanted to make you a piece of bread to eat, so that I could exchange your sword, but I got rid of it. Li Chongjun took the sword and said, "Then why do you want my sword?" ”

Zhan Kui turned the cake over with a small silver spatula and said, "I just don't have a knife to cut the cake." Seeing that your sword is the right size, I want to ......"

The cake was on the iron plate, "sizzling", and the kitchen was surrounded by a sweet fragrance.

Thick like honey, refreshing like dew, with a dark burnt aroma of cereal.

Li Chongjun has read countless foods, but he has never smelled such a strange aroma, and he can't help but "grunt" in his stomach.

Zhan Kui said lightly: "This cake is also a flavor snack, you can try it." ”

As soon as the door curtain "clicked", Lu Xiaoxian and Liu Qi walked in.

Lu Xiaoxian looked at them strangely: "Master Zhan, do you know each other?" ”

Without waiting for Zhan Kui to answer, Li Chongjun preemptively said: "I didn't know each other before, but now I do!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian pointed at Zhan Kui and said to Li Chongjun: "The king of the county doesn't underestimate him, he has the reputation of the world's first chef!" ”

Li Chongjun laughed and said, "Master Zhan, let's go out first, and when your dough is cooked, bring it to my table." ”

After speaking, Li Chongjun and Lu Xiaoxian returned to the upstairs seat, and Liu Qi stood and waited.

Li Chongjun thought about the situation just now, and couldn't help sighing: "The world's first chef, it's really not simple!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian glanced at him: "The white swordsman who dominated the rivers and lakes back then was also not simple! ”

As he spoke, Zhan Kui had already carried a white jade plate up the stairs, and in the middle was a stack of neatly stacked golden dough cakes. On the side is a small white jade saucer, lightly containing half a plate of green and yellow slurry, with some scarlet powder scattered on top.

Zhan Kui put the plate on the table, and a heavy fruity aroma sank down from mid-air, lingering on the tip of Li Chongjun's nose. 510 Literature

Li Chongjun smelled the hot and strange fragrance and asked, "What is the name of this cake?" ”

Liu Qi introduced on the side: "To make this cake, you need to keep throwing, so it is called 'Tianzhu throwing cake'." ”

"Childe, you use it slowly!" Zhan Kui said to Lu Xiaoxian, and then retreated.

"Taste it!" Lu Xiaoxian gestured.

Li Chongjun took a piece of it, dipped it in the sauce in the plate, and put it in his mouth.

At first, I felt crispy, but when I chewed it slightly, it was a bone-eating fragrance.

I don't know what is added to the juice, it is sour and sweet, and it is stained on the tip of the tongue and makes people feel stunned.

The dough cake is soft, slightly hard between the teeth, and I bite into the diced pineapple wrapped in the cake, and the refreshing juice gushes out; When I bite into it again, it is the greasy flavor of banana paste.

The bread is sweet, layered, and does not feel subsistence at all; What is rare is the moistness of pineapple, the softness of banana paste, the toughness of the dough, the crispiness of the crust, and the strength of the syrup, all of which are perfectly matched. I didn't feel a slight bow.

Liu Qi introduced: "Chef Zhan's toss cakes are unique, as well as salty and fresh, chive eggs, sea vegetables and shrimp fillet. No matter how much you do every day, it's always in short supply! ”

Lu Xiaoxian knew Zhan Kui's ability, and he smiled and said: "As long as you can practice to the point where you are proficient, you will be able to practice well." ”

Li Chongjun's heart moved faintly, with mixed tastes, and he unconsciously remembered the situation when he was a swordsman.

Everyone said that the white swordsman was powerful, blowing and patting, but he didn't know how much suffering he had suffered in the middle of it, so he got this red dust and false name.

This truth was broken by Lu Xiaoxian today: "When you practice to be familiar, you will practice good means"

Li Chongjun was full of emotion for a while.

After lunch, Lu Xiaoxian got up and said, "Let's go!" Go play polo! ”

Li Chongjun nodded and followed Lu Xiaoxian to the building.

Liu Qi hurriedly raised the sword that Li Chongjun placed on the corner of the table behind his back and shouted, "County King, your sword!" ”

Li Chongjun didn't look back, he continued to walk down with his head held high, and his voice came from afar: "This sword has been given to Master Zhan, let him go and cut the cake!" ”

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Polo, also known as "Polo ball", was introduced to the Tang Dynasty from Persia.

The ball used in polo is wooden, hollowed out in the center, painted on the surface, and the size of a fist. In some poems, it is often called "color ball", "painting ball", "seven treasure ball", "incense ball" and so on.

The cue used to hit the ball is called a bow stick, which is made of wood or rattan, several feet long, with a meniscus shape at the top, and the appearance of the club is either painted or wrapped in animal skin.

The horses ridden by polo players are also very distinctive, this horse looks more handsome than ordinary horses, not so fat, and the tail of the horse is pulled up, which was called "tail binding" at that time. The purpose of "tail binding" is to prevent accidents caused by horses getting their tails entangled with each other when they are running on the course.

Of course, there is another way to deal with the tail of a horse for batting, which is to cut it short.

Playing polo requires dedicated horses and a wide court, which determines that polo is an aristocratic game, and ordinary people either do not have a suitable field or do not have corresponding horses.

There is a stadium built in the imperial city, and it is impossible for Lu Xiaoxian to go to the imperial city to play polo. As for the golf course in the private house in Chang'an City, it is by no means something that ordinary people can afford. Wu Sansi's Liang Wangfu can't be regarded as an ordinary family's, of course.

The court of Liang Wangfu is very exquisite, and some effort has been put into the ground leveling.

This is one of the hallmarks of a good course, and it is necessary to let the horse's hooves run on the ball in the process of hitting the ball without raising dust, if it is too loud and dusty, it will not only affect the sight, but also make the viewer cover his nose and leave.

The construction technology adopted by the stadium of Liang Wangfu is to pour oil into the soil, wait until the oil evenly penetrates into the soil, and then tamp and flatten, so that the ground of the stadium is not only smooth but also will not be dusty.

Not to mention the value of the land on the course, the cost of oil alone is quite large.

When everyone arrived, everyone got on their horses and formed a team. Li Chongjun, Wu Yanxiu and Xue Chongjian were on one side, and Li Chongrun, Wu Chongxun and Li Longji on the other side, and each made up for a few slave boys.

Wu Yanji was worried about his father's side and didn't have the heart to play. Lu Xiaoxian was not familiar with the rules of polo, so he planned to wait and see first, but he did not play.

The next moment, the family on the sidelines beat the drum and beat the bronze, and the game began.

Polo players rode on horseback, dressed in white and ochre, narrow-sleeved robes, scarves on their heads, and black boots on their feet. They hold the reins in one hand and the club in the other.

Everyone's horsemanship was very exquisite, and for a while, the ball in the field rose and fell, and the dust was flying.

Lu Xiaoxian watched it for a while, and he found that the highest ball skill was Wu Yanxiu.

I saw him galloping and blowing, the wind drove the lightning, and repeatedly broke through the barriers of several county kings and broke through the goal.

Lu Xiaoxian was stunned, and even Li Bao'er, who didn't know polo, applauded Wu Yanxiu loudly.