Wen Zhen glanced at the dish, it was a salted goose leg, it seemed simple, but it was made with white skin, slightly powdery meat, transparent soup, rich aroma, obviously good craftsmanship.

"Excuse me, old gentleman." Wen Zhen smiled and saluted, "I just think that the old gentleman may have smelled so many dishes and may be a little tired." ”

"Are you implying that the old man smelled wrong? This dish can't be sent to the inner flower hall for evaluation? The old man's brows furrowed slightly.

This person is completely different from the old ancestor of the Wen family, who has a very chef style, he is very thin, and it can be seen between his eyebrows that his appearance was very handsome when he was young.

Wen Zhen was also in a good mood towards such a pleasing old man, and said with a smile: "No, no, no, I'm making it clear, the old gentleman is tired, so he wants to hand over the stick to me." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed, with a taste of melting ice and snow, nodded and said: "Sure enough, most of the clever hands are matched with Huixin, and the girl is really a character who can fry such egg fried rice." ”

Somehow, Wen Zhen laughed when he heard the egg fried rice, and he always felt like playing the god of food. smiled and pointed to the goose legs, and said, "The old gentleman deliberately tested me, and he didn't say hello first." ”

"What is the test of you after saying hello? Tell me, this brine goose leg is obviously tender and juicy, what's wrong? ”

"In terms of taste, there's nothing wrong with that." Wen Zhen shook his head, "It's just that the material was wrong." Don't eat preserved food in summer, don't eat legs in winter. In summer, the goose is thinner, and the goose breast is not as good as the goose leg; The winter swans are fat and less boneless, and the goose breasts are more plump and wonderful. Although the brine of this person is done well, the most basic material selection skills have not passed, and the marinade is blind to a good one. ”

"Then I'll test you again, if there are two goose legs in front of you, one left and one right, which one do you eat?"

"Left leg."

"Why?"

"The goose stands idle every day, landing on the ground with its left leg, resting on its right leg, and the left leg bears weight for a long time, so the muscles are abundant and the muscles are strong, and its taste is better than that of the right leg."

"What if you eat fish?"

"Winter up and summer down."

"The winter air is above, and the belly is under the abdomen; The summer air is below, and the fin ridge is above. ”

The meaning of this is that in winter, eat fish and eat fish belly, fat and tender; Eat fish in summer, eat the fin, the essence. This is a method of eating fish according to the seasonal solar terms, which Wen Zhen learned in the "Book of Rites".

The old man beckoned and said, "I'm really tired of smelling it, as if my nose is not my own, you can help me." ”

A servant came up to move a stool for Wen Zhen, and inevitably looked at her with extremely envious eyes, which had the meaning of "you are about to soar, you are about to soar, you are favored by the old gentleman, and you will have the opportunity to become an imperial chef or invite the great families". Wen Zhen was not humble, and when he sat down, he began to help the old man sift, and the old man picked up the egg fried rice and started eating, with a look of comfort that had been idle for a long time.

Wen Zhen smelled the food much faster than the old man, sometimes she shook her head before the food was served, those servants looked obviously embarrassed with the dishes, obviously there were related households, Wen Zhen intuitively felt that there were pits, but what pits she was afraid of, there were pits everywhere around her.

Obviously, this old man is the retired imperial chef enshrined by the Han family, and today he is responsible for the task of selecting dishes, as soon as Wen Zhen makes a move, the work efficiency is doubled, and soon the two of them end their affairs and drink tea, and after chatting a few words, Wen Zhen brought the topic to the list of chefs who were selected that year.

The old man's surname is Wang, and his name is near the mountain. Most of the people in this world who excel in something will be a little stupid, and this person's infatuation is shown in the fact that he has an excellent memory of things about cooking and dishes, and can remember what kinds of dishes were selected at the Rich Food Festival ten years ago, but he has no clear memory of which of his apprentices went to which family, and only vaguely remembers that the first chef who was selected by a passing family went to the Tang family, because the fifth son of the Tang family likes his two-color snowball. After that, the Tang family invited all the families to a banquet, and there were indeed disciples who went to the Yi family, but I don't remember whether it was Changchuan or Xichuan, and I don't remember who the disciple's surname was.

Wen Zhen didn't expect this old gentleman's memory to be so unreliable, he was glad that the trip went well, but he couldn't help but be a little disappointed at this time.

The old man was also a little apologetic, and was about to apologize, but when he saw Wen Zhen ask for a pen and paper, he wrote a post to him, saying: "I wanted to knock on the door of the Han Mansion with this thing before, but I was turned away, and now I will bring it to Mr. Xie." ”

The paper reads, "The method of transporting live fish over long distances without dying." ”

Wen Zhen said with a smile: "Changping is inland, with more mountains and less water. I just walked around the market and saw that there were very few fish, obviously there was little local production, and it was difficult to transport. Now with this method, you can come to the Han family to have more abundant recipes. ”

Wang Jinshan was very pleased, thanked him repeatedly, and now felt even more guilty, thought hard for a while, patted his head and said: "Since you gave me this post, I will also reply to you." My disciples, although they have been away for many years, may not have left a trace of affection, and I will repair a book for you to bring, presumably it can also give the old man a little face. ”

Wen Zhen wanted this, and immediately watched the old man write a letter, Wang Jinshan looked at the letter paper, forgot to write with a pen, and said in a long way: "I forgot their names, I can't write this title." ”

"Simple." Wen Zhen smiled, "I wrote: 'Wu'er, I have been thinking about you for a long time!'" ’”

To put it mildly, my son, Master wants to kill you!

The meat is numb, fast, accurate and ruthless, and it is all over the world.

Wang Jinshan: "......"

In the end, the old gentleman still didn't bear the shameless debt and cheekiness, and wrote this very sensual letter with tears, and felt that he couldn't feel any more after writing it.

I have a great name in the water.

After the letter was written, Wen Zhen put it away, and was about to leave, Wang Jinshan suddenly slapped his head again and said, "I remembered one thing!" ”

Wen Zhen: "? ”

"The disciple who went to the Yi family seemed to have a bit of a stutter. The reason why I remember this is because at that time, the housekeeper of the Yi family came to choose people, and the disciples competed, and finally this disciple who stuttered made a stuttering fish that could automatically open and close after the fish mouth was served, and the housekeeper was surprised and asked him to go. ”

Wen Zhen laughed, thinking that it was really related to the dish before he remembered.

She thanked her and said goodbye, Wang Jinshan took a few steps, and suddenly slapped her head again.

Wen Zhen: ...... I'm always worried that you'll get a concussion sooner or later.

"Another thing, the disciple who stuttered fish, his family was very poor, but he was very filial, he had an old mother at home at that time, and it was inconvenient for the old mother to travel far away, so he couldn't think of going. His mother didn't want him to lose his future for himself, so she pretended to be angry and drove him out, and he had no choice but to entrust his mother to Han Fu and his friends, so he shed tears and said goodbye. For this reason, he also specially left his cooking experience for Han Fu for his children to learn later, and also left silver for his friends. ”

Wen Zhen wrote it down, thinking that he might as well find this old woman, and was about to go out, but this time he was stopped again, but it was not Wang Jinshan's patting on the head.

It was a small guy who came, and his face was not very good-looking, and he said to Wen Zhen firmly: "The girl has just done Han Mansion a great favor, and our young lady and the prince of Changping Mansion invite you to go to the Inner Flower Hall to talk about it." ”

……

Wen Zhen is sniffing vegetables, and Yan Sui is eating vegetables.

The soup dumplings are very well done, the folds are like chrysanthemums, the skin is white and transparent, and the golden soup inside is faintly visible. The smell of fresh fragrance came faintly, and when it was served, Yan Sui frowned, and the chopsticks clicked aside.

Han Fangyin was inexplicable, and Chinese smiled, "I'm sorry, my son-in-law only eats evens." There are five buns in this cage, which is very asymmetrical. ”

Han Fangyin immediately ordered someone to rearrange it, thinking about how this habit sounded a little familiar.

Yan Sui lowered her eyelids, thinking that although someone was hateful, she had indeed never committed any taboos against him from the very beginning of their acquaintance.

This is easy to say, but it is actually very difficult, after all, no one can figure out other people's taboos at a glance, there must always be a process of adaptation.

So in his eyes, she was unique, and he didn't hesitate too much to smash herself in.

I feel even hungrier when I think about it. glanced at the bun, but still didn't want to put down the chopsticks.

"It's not flat enough."

Others were inexplicable when they heard it, but the language guards naturally understood what it meant-the crab roe soup dumplings made by Wen Zhen were so thin that they were completely spread out when they were in the cage, and it was impossible for them to be able to stand like this.

Han Fangyin smiled, "I still owe some craftsmanship, I didn't expect Gongzi to be so proficient in this way, and I think that Gongzi's mansion must have this thing in stock." So Fangyin is also considered to be Childe's confidant, and when he chooses, he chooses what Childe likes. ”

Yan Sui picked up a bun, and the bun trembled in mid-air, rippling in the light of the soup.

Yan Sui shook his head again, "The soup bag should be like a bag, this is a purse." ”

Han Fangyin covered her lips and smiled, "Childe is really elegant." Speaking of purses, I haven't seen my son wearing purses. It is said that in our Dongtang, married men have wives embroidered purses, why don't sons? It can't be that Mrs. Zun is not good at embroidery, right? ”

Yan Sui still only looked at the soup dumplings, there was no bright yellow embellishment at the mouth of the buns, he frowned, and slightly picked a small mouth with the tip of the chopsticks, and the heat in it was exuded, it smelled good, he was interested, lowered his head and inhaled gently.

Han Fangyin looked at him without blinking.

The more I look at it, the more I feel irrepressible.

This man seems to be casual and uninhibited, but his demeanor is naturally noble, all kinds of actions, casual and elegant, and his charm is indescribable.

Obviously ordinary actions, whether she is or a maid, she can't help but look at it and become crazy, almost forgetting where she is.

Crab roe soup dumplings are also a temptation, after all, it is expensive and exquisite, non-market food, rare for ordinary people, and they generally don't know how to eat it for the first time, and it is easy to be scalded.

But this person is skillful in eating and lifting weights like light, which shows that his style is natural, and he is by no means deliberately pretending.

Han Fangyin suppressed the joy in her heart, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Yan Sui suddenly frowning, and took a sip, spitting out the soup she had just drunk on the Jinpa, which the guards handed over in time.

The Chinese who received the soup hurriedly threw the kerchief.

Han Fangyin's gaze paused on the equally expensive handkerchief on the other side for a moment, and then asked anxiously, "Childe, what's wrong?" But not to your liking? ”

Yan Sui said: "Water." ”

The water was brought up, Yan Sui rinsed his mouth, and after three gargles, he stopped and said, "Fishy." ”

The crab roe of this bun is not left in the folds like Wen Zhen, and the slightly golden red crab roe increases the appetite, but it is mixed in the meat filling, although the taste is delicious, but firstly, the crab roe is soaked in gravy and loses the original flavor, and secondly, the crab roe is also faintly fishy, and I want to come to this chef to rectify the crabs, there is no Wen Zhen's attention - Wen Zhen has three special brushes to brush the crabs to ensure that the crabs are clean and do not leave dead ends, and will feed the crabs to drink a little wine before cooking the yellow, soak them in rice water for a quarter of an hour, and then turn the belly up and down. The so-called food is not tired of being fine, the ingredients are almost the same, and the methods have their own merits, but what can be distinguished is the attention to detail and the spirituality of the chef.

Yan Sui's side was already the corner of everyone's attention in this hall because of Han Fangyin's other eyes, and he threw it away, and the movement was very loud, and some people couldn't hang their faces, even if there was a young man in a brocade robe, he came over.

The man was not very old, and he had a lot of followers, and when he came this way, he was persuaded in a low voice.

"Zhao Gongzi, don't go, Miss Han is there. I have to give Miss Han some face. ”

"It's just a passer-by who doesn't know anything, so naturally he can't eat the wonderful taste of our Zhao Mansion chef's delicacies, so don't hurt your relationship with Miss Han for irrelevant people."

"Your dignified son, with this kind of person, you don't lose your identity......"

That Zhao Gongzi listened, his expression was hesitant, his steps gradually slowed, and suddenly someone came in and whispered a few words in his ear, and Zhao Gongzi lost his voice and said: "What? The remaining two were denied? Didn't even enter the inner flower hall? Poured directly? ”

The Qingkemen next to him were a little surprised, and they didn't dare to say anything when they looked at each other.

This feast is said to be fair competition, how can there be real fairness, how much must be given up to the powerful giant family. This Zhao Gongzi is the son of the new Fuzun, and he also brought the chefs of the family to the competition, not for the rich bonus, but for the purpose of this competition that was not stated to the public, that is, the Han chefs who were wanted to go by the major families before, some are old and about to retire, and some have a temperament and do not know how to drill camps, which is not of much help to the Han family, and the Han family wants to take this opportunity to select a few more excellent cooks and find a way to send them to several major families, so that the benefits can last for a long time.

There is a law in the East Hall, which stipulates that after the imperial kitchen of the palace leaves the palace for retirement, he can no longer cook for any other family. The Wen family, the most famous family in Dongtang's cooking, only serves the palace and refuses to be demoted. Therefore, the disciples selected and taught by Wang Jinshan are the best cooks in the entire East Hall except for the imperial palace. Those big families are used to the taste of the chefs from the Han Mansion, and they are not willing to change people easily, and the Han Mansion has already taken care of the housekeepers in charge of the kitchen, so they will wait for someone to be selected to teach them well for a while before sending them over.

Tang Jiyi's three major families are such behemoths, but there are a lot of benefits if they rub the edges, but ordinary people can't climb it, the old family of Zhao Fuzun is in Xichuan, and they want to use this opportunity to connect with the Xichuan Yi family. Then you have to ensure that your chef can be selected, and only the dishes that can stay in Mr. Wang's yard are the real internal determination, and the dishes in the inner flower hall still need to be screened by everyone, so Zhao Gongzi's hope is pinned on the brine goose leg and crab roe yellow cabbage sent by his own chef, and he has also done a good job of dotting, catering to Mr. Wang's taste.

By the time he figured out what was going on, a face would have turned hideous with anger.

"Where did the slut point fingers? Foreigner? Old man Wang is crazy and handed over such an important matter to a woman from other places? Go, bring someone to me! I'm going to ask face to face, who gave her courage to choose Wang Jinshan! ”

The little guys hurriedly rushed away, Zhao Gongzi was angry for a while, and suddenly saw that Yan Sui over there was nothing to do, and he actually tasted the next dish under the guidance of Han Fangyin's smile, and suddenly became angry, strode forward, and raised his hand to hit the fish balls on Yan Sui's chopsticks, "What a bastard, dare to pretend here!" ”

He appeared suddenly, whether it was the guards or Yan Sui, because he confirmed that this group was ordinary people, and he didn't pay much attention to it, so he rushed to the front, Yan Sui's chopsticks were raised, and he was about to make a move, Han Fangyin suddenly pounced, blocked in front of Yan Sui, and shouted: "Don't be rude to my guests!" ”

Originally, Yan Sui could have put down the fish balls, but when she hit it, the fish balls bounced out and landed on Han Fangyin's wrist, causing her to scream, and her maid hurriedly pounced on her, shouting Miss, what's wrong with you, Miss, are you burned?

Han Fangyin had a little red mark on her wrist, revealing a patient expression, and said in a trembling voice: "It's okay...... Nothing to do...... "Regardless of his "injury", he turned his head and grabbed Yan Sui's wrist, and said anxiously: "Son, how are you?" Childe, you didn't burn, did you? ”

At this time, her maid was surrounding her and asked her, "Miss, how are you, oh Miss, you have burned your wrist!" Oh, Miss, you take care of yourself a little bit! ”

It was at this time that Wen Zhen appeared.

I was here to see what was going on, but at a glance, I saw the guy in the center of the crowd who attracted bees and butterflies.

Her eyebrows fluttered dangerously.

The language guards were originally just watching funny, enjoying someone's play, suddenly the corner of their eyes swept to Wen Zhen appeared, suddenly the sweat hair exploded, Chinese an arrow step, forgot the upper and lower humility, pulled Yan Sui's paw out of Han Fangyin's hand, and said loudly: "Our son is fine, Miss Han, please carefully measure, men and women do not kiss!" ”

Yan Sui glanced at him, turned his head, and also saw Wen Zhen who was smiling and observing.

He moved his fingers, glanced at the annoying smile on someone's face again, and then stopped, and then said to Han Fangyin gently, "It's okay." But Miss Han, who seems to be injured? ”

Han Fangyin was overjoyed, intentionally or unintentionally put the wrist with only a little red mark in front of his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's okay, as long as the son is not injured." Childe is really considerate. ”

The considerate Wen Gongzi glanced at her wrist that was about to reach in front of him, sat back quietly, and glanced at the other side, Wen Zhen was still looking at it with a smile, but the smile, his eyes flashed, how to look murderous.

Han Fangyin was a little disappointed when she saw that he didn't answer, but the smile on her face was still the same, and she turned her head to look at Zhao Gongzi, the smile faded a little, but she was still kind and mellow, stood up and said, "Zhao Gongzi, you are too angry, you are burning me." ”

That Zhao Gongzi saw that she was hot, and his anger turned into worry, and he saw that she was not angry at the moment, and he complained a little more like he was coquettish to himself, and his heart was slightly swaying for a while, thinking that she was really still facing me, and suddenly his expression calmed down a lot, and he snorted: "It's not that these people don't know how to lift, but they have affected you, and they are so hot?" I'll show you? As he spoke, he grabbed Han Fangyin's wrist.

Han Fangyin shrank, Zhao Gongzi's face changed, and Han Fangyin was already chuckling in his ear and said, "So many people are watching." You dignified man, how can you be so obsessed with the subtleties. As she spoke, she gave him a gentle push on the back of her shoulder.

Zhao Gongzi was so excited by this push that most of his resentment disappeared, and when he turned around and saw Wen Zhen standing at the door of the Inner Flower Hall, his face suddenly sank, and he pointed at Wen Zhen and scolded: "Where did you come from the mess, dare to taste cooking in Hanfu." Don't hurry up and get out, she doesn't even count the comments! ”

Han Fangyin frowned, she had already heard the little girl talk about what happened to Mr. Wang just now, and she also felt a little resentful of Lao Wang's willfulness, how important this appraisal is, how can it be handed over to outsiders at will.

Zhao Gongzi scolded Wen Zhen and was still angry, and said: "This crab roe soup dumpling and brine goose leg are all made by the chef in my house." Whoever deliberately trampled on my soup dumplings will roll them together. ”

Wen Zhen knew who he was talking about as soon as he heard it, glanced at Yan Sui, and raised his eyebrows.

Make, let you do.

Green tea is delicious, isn't it?

She had already met Mr. Wang, completed the purpose of this trip, and didn't want to compete with this group of irrelevant people for any cooking skills, but she suddenly became a little interested in that Miss Han, and it was rare to see a girl who pried her corner in front of her, how could it not?

smiled and said, "This is Miss Han, right?" I was invited to the door with egg fried rice, and the tasting of the dishes was also an invitation from Mr. Wang, which means that Mr. Wang recognized my skills. If you veto it in such a sentence, what is the significance of the Han government hosting this feast and selecting excellent chefs? ”

Han Fangyin stared at Wen Zhen.

If she was not mistaken, as soon as this girl entered the door, the expressions of the guards beside Wen Gongzi were wrong, as if they knew each other.

The alarm sounded in her heart, but the smile on her face became more amiable, and she said calmly: "The Rich Food Festival has the rules of the Rich Food Festival. It has always been judged by Mr. Wang, because Mr. Wang was born as a royal chef and his cooking skills are recognized by the world, and the results of his evaluation can convince everyone. And when the girl introduced a passer-by and only took out a plate of egg fried rice, how could she think that she was enough to convince the public? Smiling, she said with regret, "After all, girl, you are not the Wen family, and you are not the Master Wen who has become a third-grade master as an imperial chef." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone began to laugh, and someone shouted, "Miss Han is right." A passer-by wants to taste the world's famous chefs with a plate of egg fried rice, does he really think he is Lord Wen Zhenwen? ”