Chapter 112: The Game

At the moment when Shopkeeper Lu put the chopsticks in his mouth, he understood why Lord Han, who was sitting opposite, had a rather disgusting smile on his face when he was eating this thing, but he didn't expect that the always serious Ministry member Wailang laughed so terrible.

But this dish is really delicious, "I have eaten all the restaurants and taverns in the royal capital, and I have never eaten such a unique taste of food", seeing that a dish was at the bottom, the shopkeeper Lu remembered to ask Hua Mian, "What is this made of?" The first bite is salty, and the inside is sweet and silky after careful taste."

"Why don't you guess with Shopkeeper Lu and Master Han? It's just a game" Sikong Yu on the side answered before Hua Mian spoke, Li'er just told her that Hua Mian said that all the dishes had been prepared for her, and that Ying'er had sent them to the tea room to rest, and she couldn't help but feel good and wanted to find a reason to leave.

"This game is interesting, in that case, let's play this guess the name of the dish today", Master Han tapped the porcelain plate twice with the long chopsticks in his hand and made a suggestion.

The flower girl on the side also agreed, and Lord Han said, "It's just that it's a bit monotonous to play like this, and it's always interesting to find some lottery heads, so that those who guess wrong will have to punish themselves, and those who guess right... Would it be good to let Boss Yu toast a drink? ”

Shopkeeper Lu clapped his hands, "It's so interesting, it's good to come and play, there are many people"

So Master Han, the shopkeeper Lu, Sikong Yulier and the two flower girls sat around the table, and Hua Mian sat on one side as the referee, and several people started with this first dish.

"I guess it's... Sweet cake," Li'er said as she chewed.

"No, no, the concubine guesses that it's a cucumber pickled in honey," said a flower girl.

"How can cucumbers have such a soft texture, I guess it's tofu"

"You don't understand this, the old man has eaten the dishes made by the imperial kitchen in the palace, and the ingredients are the same, what is it called? Soil taro"

After some arguments, several people gave their own conclusions, Lord Han guessed that it was taro, Lu shopkeeper said that it was tofu, Sikong Yudao was steamed buns, and the rest of the people guessed even more outrageous.

Hearing these conclusions, Hua Mian was amused and laughed, "This is pumpkin, wrapped in egg yolk liquid and flour and fried, and then steamed in the second process."

Pumpkin stew is mostly used here in the royal capital, and most people have only eaten pumpkin full of gravy and oil soup, and it is the first time to try this way of eating.

So Lord Han took the lead in raising his glass and looked at Hua Mian, "This first glass of wine, the old man will pay tribute to Chef Xia, and thank Chef Xia for preparing a table of dishes."

Several people followed the example of Lord Han and toasted to Huamian one after another, which made Huamian a little embarrassed.

After a few rounds of games, no one guessed it, but the wine jar bottomed out, and Master Han, who went back to the kitchen to get wine, chatted with Sikong Yu.

"Yulou master, the old man looks at the chef in your building is really not simple, the cooking techniques of these dishes are not like the skills used by chefs in my country."

"It's just a country girl, I heard that I learned some from the chefs of the caravan, and later I fused the recipes of Xiyao and Dongliu to create a recipe that meets the taste of my people."

"Did you learn the craft from the caravan cook? Then it's not surprising, when it comes to the taste of Dongliu, I really don't dare to compliment, when the Dongliu envoy came to visit before, I heard that people over there eat raw fish"

"What kind of yusheng eats, it's terrible to think about" The flower girl on the side patted her chest when she heard Lord Han's description, and her expression seemed to be hearing a very terrifying thing.