Fang Tian hurriedly pulled his sleeve and pulled him back:

"Dad, that boy was about to entertain guests here just now, let's see that for the sake of two hundred taels of silver, we can't make any more trouble! As for Zhao Wenxuan, we have nothing to do with him, so there is no need to get into trouble for such a piece of shit. The most important thing for us now is that I have to think about how to satisfy the old gentleman! ”

Fang Dali thought about it and felt reasonable, and scolded Zhao Wenxuan a few words angrily, but finally held back his temper.

It just so happened that the cook from the cyclamen got Zhao Qi's order to give Fang Tian a hand, and came over and asked, "Girl, I don't know what dishes you want to cook and what ingredients you need?" ”

Fang Tian looked at the ingredients in the kitchen one by one, but he was not very satisfied. It's not that these ingredients are vulgar, on the contrary, there are a few things that have been recited by literati and artists, but they are far from enough on occasions like today.

If you want to impress that Wenzong-level old gentleman, you must have more amazing ingredients and ideas.

In the middle of her groaning, she suddenly saw the bonsai displayed by the cyclamen, and it was now September, and the golden chrysanthemums were blooming brightly and warmly, and the splendor was so brilliant that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Fang Tian clapped his hands violently, there is it, just make a chrysanthemum pot, it is very suitable!

She immediately rolled up her sleeves and got busy, but the chef of the cyclamen muttered vigorously, "I've been a cook for so many years, and I've never heard that chrysanthemums can be eaten." If someone in the Chinese medicine shop uses it as a medicinal herb, can it really be fried and fried and eaten as a dish? ”

Fang Tian was standing in front of the soup pot where the soup stock was hanging and lifted the lid of the pot, and when he heard this, he turned his face and smiled: "Even if you put a hundred hearts, this dish will definitely not be smashed today, if anything goes wrong, it will fall on me!" ”

Literati and writers, especially those with noble aspirations, who does not love chrysanthemums?

As soon as this chrysanthemum pot comes out today, Mr. Weiyun can be amazed by this intention, not to mention that this is still a delicious dish with beautiful color, aroma and fragrance.

In the cold autumn breeze, hot pot or something, that is, the artifact has wood!

Fang Tian thought so, scooped a spoonful of soup and took a shallow sip, and his apricot eyes narrowed pleasantly.

The soup is light and white, fragrant in the mouth, and you can tell that it is a good soup made from old hens and fresh pork barrel bones.

But this soup is fragrant, but the taste is too meaty, if it is paired with chrysanthemums, it is a little abrupt, so it has to be dealt with.

So she asked the chef to find a fresh fish, then peeled the fish, sliced the fish and removed it, leaving only the fish bones into the soup pot, and sprinkled the fresh chrysanthemum petals that had been prepared long ago, and boiled it slowly.

Taking advantage of this time, she quickly picked out other side dishes such as green bamboo shoots and mutton, and commanded the young men who helped the kitchen to slice and shred, and the whole kitchen was in full swing.

When the side dishes were almost processed and half an hour had passed, Fang Tian walked over and lifted the lid of the soup pot, and in an instant, a fresh smell spread, filling everyone's nasal cavity.

"It smells so good!"

"Mm-hmm, it seems to be even more fragrant than the sea bass soup just now!"

Fang Tian said with a smile: "I don't like to owe favors to others, since my father dropped a bowl of fish soup for you, then I will compensate you." ”

Zhao Sheng sighed, and his face showed a little joy: "This girl, do you have a way to get a four-cheek perch?" ”

Fang Tian snorted: "I'm just a little peasant girl, but I don't have your brother's ability to make the post station eight hundred miles expedited. Even if there were, I'm afraid it's too late now. ”

Zhao Sheng couldn't help but be a little annoyed: "Then what are you saying to compensate me, are you deliberately making fun of us!" ”

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the back of the head, and he turned around to meet his brother's cold face.

"Don't be rude, let the girl finish talking!"

I don't know why, the "gold master" is obviously a paralyzed face, but Fang Tian felt that she saw a few traces of exploration and interest from that coldness, and some profundity that made her heart beat faster, so frightened that she didn't dare to investigate deeply, and quickly opened her eyes:

"Childe misunderstood. I heard that the two of you are feasting today with the respected Wenzong seniors, and the prince chose the delicious and elegant four-cheek sea bass as the ingredients, presumably this gentleman himself is a very elegant character. The little woman is not talented, although she can't turn into sea bass, but she still has some cooking skills, why don't you let me make a fresh dish to try? If the gentleman can be satisfied, it can be regarded as the little woman's apology for the fish soup that overturned the two today. ”

"You girl has such a big mouth, do you know who Mr. Weiyun is? He himself is from a family, he has traveled the world for many years, and he has never eaten any novel and delicious food, how dare you say such a wild word? ”

Zhao Sheng didn't believe it at all, and wanted to teach Fang Tian, who didn't know the height of the sky, a good lesson, but was stopped by Zhao Qi.

"Just let her try."

"Big brother, what are you talking about? Have you been poured some ecstasy soup by this girl? How can you mess around with her? ”

Zhao Sheng's eyes widened in surprise, he looked at the eldest brother suspiciously, and then looked at the delicate girl opposite, and couldn't help but have a thought in his heart, his eldest brother wouldn't be fancy this girl, right?

Zhao Qi glared at his younger brother coldly, and said angrily: "Don't be verbose, throw away all the filth in your mind!" I heard that Mr. Weiyun had already arrived outside the door, and it would be rude for you and me not to go to greet him! ”

As soon as the words fell, under the warm greeting of the junior second child of the cyclamen store, an old gentleman who was in good spirits and with a good head walked in with the support of a young man who looked like a scholar.

Zhao Qi had already taken the lead in greeting Mr. Weiyun. Zhao Sheng suddenly couldn't care about Fang Tian, and hurriedly stepped to follow, but before leaving, he gave Fang Tian a look that he thought was very vicious, and signaled that the dishes would be handed over to her, if she messed up, he would definitely make her look good.

Fang Tian was almost amused, and just as he was about to say something, the afterglow suddenly fell on the person beside Mr. Weiyun, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he turned his back in an instant, and pulled Fang Dali into the kitchen as quickly as possible.

Fang Dali asked puzzledly, "Girl, what are you hiding?" ”

Fang Tian sighed: "Dad, you didn't see it just now, the scholar who followed the old gentleman was Zhao Wenxuan!" ”

Recalling the glimpse just now, Zhao Wenxuan had the same good facial features as he remembered, and he was quite clear, but obviously he had decided to get married again after winning the show.

looks like such an upright scholar, who would have thought that this person is actually a scumbag inside?

Fang Dali was stunned for a moment, and then became angry: "What, is that bastard?" So what are you hiding, watch Daddy go out and beat him, and give you a good breath! ”

Fang Tian hurriedly pulled his sleeve and pulled him back:

"Dad, that boy was about to entertain guests here just now, let's see that for the sake of two hundred taels of silver, we can't make any more trouble! As for Zhao Wenxuan, we have nothing to do with him, so there is no need to get into trouble for such a piece of shit. The most important thing for us now is that I have to think about how to satisfy the old gentleman! ”

Fang Dali thought about it and felt reasonable, and scolded Zhao Wenxuan a few words angrily, but finally held back his temper.

It just so happened that the cook from the cyclamen got Zhao Qi's order to give Fang Tian a hand, and came over and asked, "Girl, I don't know what dishes you want to cook and what ingredients you need?" ”

Fang Tian looked at the ingredients in the kitchen one by one, but he was not very satisfied. It's not that these ingredients are vulgar, on the contrary, there are a few things that have been recited by literati and artists, but they are far from enough on occasions like today.

If you want to impress that Wenzong-level old gentleman, you must have more amazing ingredients and ideas.

In the middle of her groaning, she suddenly saw the bonsai displayed by the cyclamen, and it was now September, and the golden chrysanthemums were blooming brightly and warmly, and the splendor was so brilliant that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Fang Tian clapped his hands violently, there is it, just make a chrysanthemum pot, it is very suitable!

She immediately rolled up her sleeves and got busy, but the chef of the cyclamen muttered vigorously, "I've been a cook for so many years, and I've never heard that chrysanthemums can be eaten." If someone in the Chinese medicine shop uses it as a medicinal herb, can it really be fried and fried and eaten as a dish? ”

Fang Tian was standing in front of the soup pot where the soup stock was hanging and lifted the lid of the pot, and when he heard this, he turned his face and smiled: "Even if you put a hundred hearts, this dish will definitely not be smashed today, if anything goes wrong, it will fall on me!" ”

Literati and writers, especially those with noble aspirations, who does not love chrysanthemums?

As soon as this chrysanthemum pot comes out today, Mr. Weiyun can be amazed by this intention, not to mention that this is still a delicious dish with beautiful color, aroma and fragrance.

In the cold autumn breeze, hot pot or something, that is, the artifact has wood!

Fang Tian thought so, scooped a spoonful of soup and took a shallow sip, and his apricot eyes narrowed pleasantly.

The soup is light and white, fragrant in the mouth, and you can tell that it is a good soup made from old hens and fresh pork barrel bones.

But this soup is fragrant, but the taste is too meaty, if it is paired with chrysanthemums, it is a little abrupt, so it has to be dealt with.

So she asked the chef to find a fresh fish, then peeled the fish, sliced the fish and removed it, leaving only the fish bones into the soup pot, and sprinkled the fresh chrysanthemum petals that had been prepared long ago, and boiled it slowly.

Taking advantage of this time, she quickly picked out other side dishes such as green bamboo shoots and mutton, and commanded the young men who helped the kitchen to slice and shred, and the whole kitchen was in full swing.

When the side dishes were almost processed and half an hour had passed, Fang Tian walked over and lifted the lid of the soup pot, and in an instant, a fresh smell spread, filling everyone's nasal cavity.

"It smells so good!"

"Mm-hmm, it seems to be even more fragrant than the sea bass soup just now!"

Several young men couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

After the broth in the pot was boiled with fish bones, the color had changed from light milky white to milky white, Fang Tian tasted it and nodded with satisfaction.

The broth of the old hen and pork bone hanging is already thick, and after adding the fish bones, it adds a fresh flavor, less greasy and more fragrant. And after adding chrysanthemums, there is a fresh aftertaste, like the finishing touch, which makes the whole pot of soup smart.

She asked the guy to help find a warm pot, and the guy was also very eye-catching, and he took a dozen of them out for her to choose.

Fang Tian deliberately chose a pot with a big red glaze, poured the milky white broth into the pot and simmered over low heat to keep it boiling, looked left and right, cut another golden chrysanthemum and put it in, and then clapped his hands with satisfaction: "Okay, serve!" ”

In the private room upstairs, Zhao Qi and Zhao Sheng sat opposite Mr. Weiyun, their faces a little tense.

Zhao Qi arched his hand and said: "Mr. Weiyun, under Zhao Qi, this time I took the liberty to ask for a ......."

As soon as he was halfway through his words, Mr. Weiyun touched his beard and shook his head to interrupt him:

"Zhao Shizi, there is no need to say any more, the old man understands your intention. It has been this rule for decades, and there is no exception. Besides, I have already selected a satisfactory disciple this time, and after a few days of worship, I will be officially admitted to the sect. ”