After nine people, including the emperor, tasted the tray, the eunuch held the tray, let everyone choose their favorite dishes, and threw the sign engraved with the name of the imperial chef into the tray to vote.

Finally, Bao Shangyi counted the number of famous brands, and Bao Shangyi sang the ticket: "...... Pumpkin soup has a total of six votes, three votes for honey pear balls, and this game and Jin Yu Chef win! ”

Hearing this result, Gu Yi smiled happily, and Jin Xiting also had a faint smile on her face, and said, "Yi'er, fortunately, you have a lot of methods." ”

Gu Yi said embarrassedly: "It's better for you to remind you to make a dessert, otherwise where would I have thought of this." Besides, this pumpkin wasn't meant to be a dish, and I don't know who took it wrong. ”

Another helper, Qian'er, was also very happy, and she said noly: "I took a pumpkin in my hand, and I only found it when I got here." ”

Gu Yi immediately gave her a bear hug and said, "That's wrong!" Wonderful! ”

He Xiaomo lost the first round, looking at the dark face here, she said to Lan'er beside her: "Hide mutton in the belly of the fish!" ”

He Xiaomo's second course, the fish belly hides mutton, and Jin Xiting crosses the bridge with ribs to fight against it.

A whole piece of ribs across the bridge was placed on the long case, Jin Xiting stepped forward, knelt down and said: "I beg the emperor to allow the slave to be presumptuous and use the knife in front of Shengyan." ”

Emperor Tiande nodded and said, "The Golden Imperial Chef is a person with martial arts, so let's show your skills." ”

Jin Xiting took out a sharp dagger and slashed at the entire bridge ribs, only to see the white light of the blade flashing, and the meat pieces on the ribs flew into the prepared plate accurately.

After receiving the dagger, Jin Xiting knelt down again and said respectfully: "Please eat it for the emperor and all the adults!" ”

The bridge ribs are whole pork ribs, after more than an hour of marinating, dipped in starch, dragged with egg liquid, put in a hot oil pan and fried until slightly charred outside, put out of the pot and put on the plate, become an arch bridge shape, stir-fry the ingredients such as green onions, ginger, garlic and chili peppers, and pour them on top of the ribs.

The ribs in the shape of an arch bridge are good-looking but not easy to eat, and they complement each other with Jin Xiting's martial arts.

He Xiaomo watched the diners eat Jin Xiting's cross-bridge pork ribs, a smile appeared on his face, and he personally stepped forward, divided the fish belly and mutton into each plate, and sent someone to deliver it.

After eating the ribs across the bridge, everyone came to eat the fish belly and hidden mutton again.

He Xiaomo knelt on the ground and said: "Slave and maid are brave, this dish of mutton hidden in the belly of the fish is said to have been created by Yi Ya, a person from Qi in the Spring and Autumn Period. The northern aquatic products are the freshest with carp and the freshest meat with mutton. The slave maid presents this dish and wishes my emperor a long life! ”

"Sycophants!" Gu Yi, who was guarding his camp, pulled down his face and read a sentence.

Jin Xiting smiled faintly: "Thousands of clothes don't wear sycophants, she is originally this kind of character, I can't learn it anyway." ”

"Learn what she does!" Gu Yi said indignantly: "Look at her, the festival is shattered!" ”

Jin Xiting was stunned: "What kind of festival broke the ground?" ”

Bringing modern hot words to ancient times again, Gu Yi smiled dryly, and quickly shook his head and said, "Nothing, nothing!" I'll just talk about it. ”

The result of this round was He Xiaomo's victory.

Gu Yi was very disappointed, but Jin Xiting said: "Her dish is indeed incomparable to the ribs across the bridge, the food is expensive in freshness, and in front of the word fresh, it is dwarfed by every qiē." In particular, pork ribs are the most common ingredient. ”

This is not unreasonable, Gu Yi nodded, but he could only agree, and he was also thinking about the next dish in his heart: "What are we going to do next?" ”