Cheng Yangyang, who was on the scene, looked up at the scorching sun above her head, and felt that it was almost over, so she slowly swallowed and went to fetch water, and the people in front of her were all finished, and there were few people going to fetch water at this time, so she carried a few bamboo tubes and went to the well.

Wang Xiaoshan's bucket at home looks like that used in a thatched house, she didn't dare to bring it, anyway, she didn't use much water, so she just took the bamboo tube, not to mention, she didn't want the water from the well, she brought it herself.

Came to the well, there were two small servants in front of them to help their chef fetch water, Cheng Yangyang waited for them to finish her before she stepped forward, she looked around, and found that no one paid attention to her, so she secretly filled the bamboo tube with spiritual spring water, and then pretended to be from the well, and went back as if nothing happened.

When everyone saw that she had finally gone to fetch water, they were all curious about what she would cook, and there was more excitement when they looked at her.

In fact, her dishes are very simple, just some desserts and a cold dish.

She lifted the covered bamboo basket, and inside was a piece of roasted porcupine, which she had roasted overnight last night, without any spices, because she didn't, so she only used some wild vegetables such as lemongrass and mint to make accessories, and now she only had to tear it by hand and put it on a plate.

This dish is just her auxiliary dish, she can't just serve dessert to the prince, her biggest advantage now is that all her ingredients have been sublimated in the space overnight, how can it taste bad?

Wang Xiaoshan helped her weave a bamboo basket with a layer of wild banana leaves, and the torn pork was put in the basket, and then garnished with a slice or two of mint to complete.

Next is the honey powder, she also kneaded and boiled the powder overnight, put it in the bamboo tube and froze it overnight, now just cut the powder, pour honey and passion fruit, and stir it.

The last one, passion fruit juice, the freshly beaten spiritual spring water just now was still bubbling with a hint of cool air, cutting a few passion fruits, digging out the pulp, and drizzling honey, she finished it with no effort.

When she finished, she motioned to the yacha who sang the dishes to come over and tell the man the names of her three dishes, and the man called the maid and began to help her sing the dishes, "Shredded wild boar, crystal jelly, honey passion fruit, ......"

"Tsk, the name of this dish sounds unfamiliar, what kind of dish is it?"

Everyone thought they were wrong, how did she make it all at once? And why haven't you heard the name of this dish much?

When the people who continued to play on the field heard this, they all looked up, and saw that the three dishes were from the little beggar, so they didn't pay attention to it, and continued to finish the dishes in their hands.

The maids successively brought the three dishes to the table of Nanfeng Yan, he couldn't see who made this dish, but the magistrate could see it, he wanted to stop it, "Lord Wang, don't eat this dish!"

"Why?" Nanfeng picked up his chopsticks.

This is made by the little beggar, and the minister is worried about ......, "I'm worried that this dish is not clean."

When Nanfeng heard that it was the little beggar who made it, he hesitated for a moment, but when he saw the three chic and exquisite dishes on the table, he couldn't help but want to give it a try.

This dish is very different from the previous dish, it is not a big fish and meat hot, nor is it an ordinary pastry, it makes people feel dry at a glance, these dishes make people feel slightly cool at a glance, and it is very suitable for cooling off.

"Go and ask, have you washed your hands", Nanfeng stared at a few dishes on the table, and sent someone to ask without raising his head.

Seeing the yacha walking towards the little beggar again, the others stopped when they saw this, this is the first dish that has not been returned until now, could it be this little beggar......

Everyone held their breath, nervously waiting for the yacha to announce the result, Cheng Yangyang was very calm on the surface, but he was already nervous in his heart.

"Little beggar, did you wash your hands when you cooked?" asked the eldest brother with a serious face.

"Ahh......h......h

“......”

Cheng Yangyang frowned, she almost wanted to drag the prince down and beat him, but people died for money, for the sake of the three taels of silver, she endured it!

"Washed!" she gritted her teeth and spat out two words, stretching out her hand to show the yacha.

The yacha looked at her bony hands, a little disgusted like monkey paws, but they still looked quite clean, and turned back to hand in the errand.

Nanfeng couldn't bear it anymore, and when he got a satisfactory answer, he couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks and bring the torn wild boar meat to his mouth.

The pork is strong and sweet, with the aroma of meat wafting between the nose, and there is a certain fragrance in the meat, leaving a mellow and long taste between the lips and teeth, refreshing and satisfying.

He moved his chopsticks again, the target was still the wild boar, he wanted to know what the fragrance in the meat was, but until the bowl of pork was halfway through, he didn't remember what it tasted like.

The people next to him saw that he was eating so vigorously, everyone was happy and a little worried, the prince was happy to eat, they were happy, but this dish was actually made by a little beggar, they were worried!

Half a bowl of pork down, the mouth is inevitably dry, Nanfeng picked up the cup made of bamboo tube on the table, the wall of the tube is as thin as a leaf, hold it in your hand, the wall of the tube oozes a trace of coolness.

Looking at the cup again, the tea and the fruit are accompanied, and the two green leaves are dotted on it, which is exquisite.

Nanfeng took a small sip, and the sweet and sour taste crossed his lips and teeth, making his tongue relish, and he no longer doubted it, and then drank heavily, extremely satisfied.

"Good!"

After drinking half a cup, Nanfeng suddenly felt that the heat hovering overhead had disappeared, and some of it was just the refreshing and comfortable cool air, which was transparent!

The word "good" he blurted out scared most of the people in the audience stupidly, and he sang so many dishes, this was the first time that the prince spoke out, and it was still praised.

At this time, both those who finished and those who did not finish felt unprecedented pressure, and they looked at Cheng Yangyang who was indifferent, with a heavy heart.

And that bowl of crystal jelly, Nanfeng Yan ate it without hesitation, such a smooth and tender taste, even the chefs in the palace can't make the dishes like this, is this condensing the water?

"Reward!"

Nanfeng put down the dishes and chopsticks and waved his hand.

"Reward ......," the yacha shouted to the people in the audience.

Hearing that her dishes were rewarded, Cheng Yangyang clenched her fists and screamed secretly, with a confident smile on her face, she knew that she would not lose!

Nanfeng was comfortable eating, and he no longer looked forward to the dishes in the back, so he got up and went back to the front yard with the support of everyone, and when he passed by the playing field, he glanced at the field, and seemed to be a little curious about the little beggar and wanted to see it.

But who knows, the whole scene was full of people in cloth, and the audience was full of hot and sweaty cooks and servants, he was afraid of breaking the mood, so he didn't look at it anymore, and turned around and went in directly.