In the private room, at the banquet, the glass is pushed and the lamp is changed, and the guests and hosts are happy.

Li Zhongge turned the table cloth dishes and said to Wang Xie:

"Listen to a few children, you like the Buddha jumping over the wall at the Xie family banquet, you won't eat it, come and see the dishes that my brother ordered for you today."

"Look at this, West Lake vinegar fish, the fish meat is tender and beautiful, with crab flavor, the taste is tender and sweet and sour, and it is one of the representative dishes of Hangzhou cuisine."

"Look at this again, Longjing shrimp, the local Longjing in Hangzhou before and after the Qingming Festival, with the above good shrimp, after serving it up, like this kind of shrimp tender white, emerald green tea, light and elegant color, beautiful and clear mouth is better, especially suitable for elderly people like me."

Listening to what Li Zhongge said was quite interesting, Wang Xie couldn't help but have a great appetite, although Wang Xie has grandmaster-level cooking skills, but after all, he has never cooked by himself, not to mention that he doesn't have to do it himself, there are delicious meals, and there are special commentators, life is so happy.

"Look at this dish again, dry fried bell." Seeing Wang Xie eating happily, Li Zhongge became childlike, "Guess what material it's made of." ”

"The lean meat is cut into fine pieces with a knife, rolled in tofu skin, cut into inch-long horseshoe-shaped pieces, and fried, with bright yellow color and delicious flavor. One of the famous dishes of Hangzhou cuisine, I don't know if I'm right. "After all, Wang Xie has grandmaster-level cooking skills, so wouldn't he be able to catch his mouth.

"Hey, it seems that your kid is also a fellow believer." Lee Jong-ge said with a smile.

What is more important than eating? Wang Xie can't care about talking now, he tries the dishes one by one, and if he thinks it's delicious, he keeps giving it to Liu Qin'er to taste.

But Liu Qin'er is much more stylish than Wang Xie, tying her hair into a ponytail, and then tasting it with chopsticks, and taking a sip of tea from time to time.

At the end of eating, Wang Xie also used a spoon to give Liu Qin'er a bowl of West Lake Ulva soup, the Ulva is green, the soup is delicious, and even Liu Qin'er nodded again and again.

Wang Xie, who was full of wine and food, patted his round stomach and leaned on the back of the chair, looking extremely comfortable.

Li Zhongge looked at the leftovers on the table, and nodded with satisfaction: "Brother, how about it, brother, I didn't recommend it wrong today." ”

Wang Xie nodded comfortably, and couldn't help muttering praise: "The taste of the world is Qinghuan, and Old Master Su will not deceive me." ”

"Is the taste of the world a joy?" Li Zhongge smacked it carefully, and happily raised the teacup, "You kid is really amazing, brother, I took it, replace wine with tea, come and come." ”

Wang Xie lazily propped himself up, Liu Qin'er had already refilled his cup with tea, Wang Xie raised it and touched it perfunctorily with Li Zhongge, and then drank it all.

"You kid is a real cow chewing peonies, and the scenery is ruined." Li Zhongge frowned, "You don't know how hard it took me to pull it out of Lao Xietou's mouth and give you a drink for nothing." ”

"The taste of the world is Qinghuan, I wonder if you wrote it." Li Zhongge sighed.

Wang Xie thought to himself, of course I didn't write it, this is the handwriting of Old Master Su, but I can't tell you.

Just as everyone was immersed in the small sleepiness after the meal, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"What is the taste of the world? Is Grandpa Li talking about me? ”

A crisp sound came in with the sound of the door opening, Wang Xie looked up, and the first thing that caught Yanling was a fiery red dress, which broke in like a flame.

Wang Xie looked up again, and a pair of bright eyes that seemed to be happy were looking at everyone in the private room curiously.

"It's Huanhuan, I said it's that little girl." Li Zhongge was the first to answer.

Subsequently, Li Zhongge began to introduce to Wang Xie, "This is Xie Huanhuan, the current chef of the Xie family banquet, she took over after the retirement of Lao Xie Tou, and today's dishes are all made by him." ”

The little girl stuck out her tongue, put down the jar she was holding in her hand, and said with a big grin: "That is, your old man, otherwise I won't do it." ”

Xie Huanhuan, the ninth generation of Xie family cuisine, is currently the head chef of Xie Jiayan, and is also the youngest chef of the state banquet.

It is said that Xie Huanhuan has an amazing sense of taste since he was a child, and he has a great talent for cooking, and he has been carefully trained by the former chef of the Xie family, that is, Xie Huanhuan's grandfather, since he was a child.

And when Xie Huanhuan's grandfather retired, he directly passed the position of the chef of the Xie family banquet to Xie Huanhuan, and you can see how this 19-year-old girl's cooking skills are.

Then, Li Zhongge pointed to Wang Xie and introduced, "This is my brother Wang, you are called..."

Wang Xie looked at the atmosphere a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "Just call me Wang Xie, let's talk about it." ”

Xie Huanhuan sneered, and puffed up her chest arrogantly, "Of course it's different, don't you still want me to be called uncle?" ”

Wang Xie looked at this hot little girl, and couldn't help shrinking her body, she couldn't afford to provoke it, she couldn't afford it.

Xie Huanhuan turned his head and continued to say to Li Zhongge, "When I came in just now, I heard Grandpa Li say that [the taste of the world is Qinghuan], which master's new work is this, or did Grandpa Li write it to me?" ”

Li Zhongge hurriedly waved his hand and denied: "It's not me, it's not me, how can I have this ability." As for which masterpiece it is, it is far away and close at hand. ”

When Xie Huanhuan heard this, he looked at Li Qin'er who was cold and Wang Xie who was leaning on the back of the chair with some suspicion, his eyes kept wandering between the two, and finally fixed his eyes on Liu Qin'er.

"Wrong, wrong, it's what Brother Wang just said." Seeing that Xie Huanhuan guessed wrong, Li Zhonggele leaned forward and closed.

"This kid can write a sentence with this meaning, could it be that he copied it?" Xie Huanhuan looked at Wang Xie in surprise, and blurted out a sentence.

When Wang Xie heard this, there was a black line on his face in an instant.

But soon, Xie Huanhuan squeezed out a smile on his face, and said to Wang Xie: "Wang Xie, I like this sentence very much, can I copy it down and hang it at the Xie family banquet?" ”

"Okay." Wang Xie waved his hand indifferently.

But soon, Li Zhongge reacted and asked Wang Xie: "Why do I listen to more and more like ancient poetry, do you still have a hidden hand?" ”

Wang Xie didn't want to show off, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "It's all luck for a while." ”

"That's a shame." Li Zhongge pretended to regret and said, and then glanced at Xie Huanhuan with his eyes, "If anyone can beg our teacher Wang Xie, maybe there will be." ”

Xie Huanhuan's eyes turned, and he understood what Li Zhongge meant, so he put his hands on Wang Xie and said, "Oh, Wang Xie, you must still have it, right." ”

"No, no." When did Wang Xie see this meeting, his eyes couldn't stop glancing at Xie Huanhuan.

"Ahem."

A cold voice interrupted the conversation between Wang Xie and Xie Huanhuan, Wang Xie felt cold in his heart, it was over, and he forgot that the real lady was still sitting next to him.

"Xianggong, just talk about it, the concubine also wants to hear it." Liu Qin'er looked at the situation in front of her and began to show her position in the main palace.

"Since the lady wants to hear it, then I'll talk about it."

Seeing that everyone else was looking at him, Wang Xie began to chant softly.

[The drizzle and the slanting wind make it cold.] The light smoke is sparse and the willows are beautiful. Entering Huai Qingluo is gradually long. 】

[Snow foam milk flower floating afternoon cup, artemisia bamboo shoots try spring plate. The taste of the world is refreshing. 】

After the chanting, the whole private room fell into silence.

"Huanxi Sha?" Li Zhongge, who was deep in thought, shouted out in a burst of excitement.

"Sure enough, the elder brother is well-informed, and the name of the word brand is [Huanxi Sha], and the full name is [Huanxi Sha, Drizzle and Slanting Wind as Xiaohan]" Wang Xie nodded and praised.

"You still have this hand, it's terrible, it's terrible." Li Zhongge looked at Wang Xie with some distraction.

"What kind of word brand name, it turns out that it's not a poem." Xie Huanhuan muttered.

Li Zhongge was angry, pointed at Xie Huanhuan and said, "You are a little girl, you don't know how to learn." ”

Liu Qin'er's beautiful eyes also looked at Wang Xie carefully, "Xianggong still hides this hand." ”

"Ahem." Looking at Liu Qin'er's appearance, Wang Xie said weakly, "As a musician, if I can write lyrics, I will definitely write poems, which is very reasonable." ”

"Reasonable fart." Li Zhongge's hand trembling a little as he pointed at Wang Xie, "You... You..."

Seeing that Li Zhongge had Parkinson's tendencies, Xie Huanhuan, who saw the jar he put on the table, had an idea, and hurriedly started a round.

"By the way, Grandpa Li, you are all people in the music industry, let me tell you a joke about the music industry."

Seeing that the atmosphere of the scene eased, everyone looked at themselves, Xie Huanhuan said triumphantly, "I heard that there is a foodie in your music circle, and I especially like our Buddha jumping over the wall at the Xie Family Banquet, as long as others invite him to dinner, he will come to the Xie Family Banquet to order the Buddha to jump over the wall to eat, and our master who is the Buddha jumping over the wall said that his work has increased by at least one-third." But I heard that he is very picky himself, and he is never willing to eat alone, which is interesting, haha. ”

Xie Huanhuan, who laughed a few times, looked at the atmosphere a little weird again, why did he laugh alone, and couldn't help but say curiously, "What's wrong, isn't it funny?" ”

"It's funny, it's funny," Lee Jong-ge's face turned purple and red with a smile that he couldn't help but smile, and then asked with a forced smile, "Then do you know what that foodie's name is?" ”

"It seems to be surnamed Wang, what is the name of Wang?" Xie Huanhuan bit his fingers and began to think hard.

At this time, a gloomy and sympathetic voice suddenly reminded himself in his body, "Is it called Wang Xie?" ”

Xie Huanhuan clapped his hands and said happily: "Yes, it's called Wang Xie, you say this Wang Xie..."

Xie Huanhuan, who was halfway through speaking, suddenly stopped with a stiff expression, slowly turned to look at Wang Xie, and reluctantly opened his mouth to round the words back, "... It's cute, isn't it? ”

"Haha, haha, it's so interesting, brother, your reputation has become like this." Li Zhongge kept patting his thigh with his hand and smiled.

Xie Huanhuan saw that there was not too much of a situation, hurriedly shrunk his body, pointed to the Buddha jumping over the wall on the table and continued to whisper: "Wang Xie, this is the Buddha jumping over the wall that I brought you to make myself, do you want to try it." ”

Happy times are always very short-lived, and soon Wang Xie and Liu Qin'er and his party came out of the Xie family banquet with a cold face, but Wang Xie still held the jar containing the Buddha jumping over the wall in his hand, which was his trophy.

Let's turn the clock back to 10 minutes ago.

At that time, Wang Xie, who was furious, gave full play to his strength as a grandmaster-level chef, and pointed out the problems that occurred in the Buddha jumping over the wall in the Xie family banquet one by one, such as not making it in the jar of Shaojiu, such as using pigeon eggs instead of quail eggs, for example, not sealing it with lotus leaves...

It wasn't until the little girl was about to cry that she stopped in a comfortable mood.

But what he didn't know was that many of the details he said were on the earth, and the Buddha on the earth and the planet, the recipe had long been lost, and now some of them were only slowly restored by Xie Huanhuan's grandfather through the fragmented recipe notes of the ancients.

So in the end, the little girl was a little angry and didn't choose to speak, and shouted to Wang Xie with a red face, if I don't taste good according to the method you said, I will rely on you for the rest of my life.

And Wang Xie, who was triumphant at that time, didn't see Liu Qin'er next to him, and when he heard what Xie Huanhuan said, he instantly looked like a sharp sword.