A bowl of ordinary chicken soup is comparable to the singing of a hundred birds in the imperial diet, how did Feihong Restaurant do it?

This became a question in the minds of everyone present.

Offstage, Zhao Tenglong couldn't believe his ears.

The uneasiness that had already dissipated suddenly came back, his face was like gold paper, and his lips were pale.

The whole body is cold, like falling into an ice cave.

Holding his head in his hands, he kept muttering to himself: "Impossible, absolutely impossible." ”

Zhao Tenglong's appearance is indeed a bit terrifying.

But everyone couldn't take care of him anymore, including Sun Huaimin, and everyone's eyes were focused on the bowl of chicken soup that looked ordinary.

There is one last glimmer of hope in their hearts!

They are still waiting, waiting for His Royal Highness King Jing to speak!

Although Mr. Drunkard is a famous Confucian in the two provinces, on this occasion, the only one who can cover the coffin is King Jing!

As long as King Jing has not spoken, there will always be a glimmer of life!

However, in the next moment, this vitality was torn to shreds.

After drinking a few bowls of chicken soup, King Jing finally spoke:

"What Mr. Drunkard said is good, this soup is delicious, not inferior to the song of a hundred birds."

Click!

When Sun Huaimin heard it, something seemed to be broken in his heart.

How can it be?

Why can the famous dish that I have studied for more than 20 years in cooking be compared to an ordinary bowl of chicken soup?

If this is the case, then what is my efforts over the years?

If it weren't for his good psychological quality, he would suddenly suffer a blow of this magnitude, Sun Huaimin was afraid that he would be as hysterical as Zhao Tenglong.

"I opened my eyes, I really opened my eyes today!" Pang Juanzhi exclaimed.

"Indeed, I didn't think about it, and even the hundred birds couldn't take Gu Beichuan. This person is really talented! Lu Huailiang couldn't help but admire.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that this Feihong Restaurant must go." Tian Jiabing also said with a smile.

Compared to this, in fact, Gu Beichuan's purpose has been achieved.

Even if Phenom loses the competition, so what? The fame has been struck!

Everyone will know that Feihong has Huainan roast duck, hot pot, and a magical chicken soup that can rival the singing of a hundred birds.

Half of Huainan's diners will come here!

Tenglong is not the same, because whether it is the royal Buddha jumping over the wall, braised shark fin or a hundred birds chirping, it is the name of the imperial chef Sun Huaimin, which has little to do with his Tenglong Restaurant.

In other words, even if Tenglong Restaurant wins, it will have to work hard to keep Sun Huaimin, otherwise it will still be difficult to compete with Feihong.

And if Sun Huaimin can't be left, I'm afraid he will lose everything.

But it's come to this point, and the total score is a winner.

On the high platform, King Jing looked at the second course.

The fat piece of meat really didn't seem to make him have any appetite.

"Gu Dongjia, what is the name of this dish? Is it pork meat? ”

"Back to Your Highness, the name of this dish is braised pork, and it is indeed pork meat."

Hearing this, everyone frowned.

Pork is pork.

This is nothing to ordinary people.

Can... The real princes and nobles do not eat pork meat.

In their opinion, the dolphin is a creature that eats in the trench, and the pork meat is even inferior, and it is really humiliating to eat it.

King Jing was present, but Gu Beichuan offered pork meat, which was obviously out of place.

Qin Xiuwen hurriedly stood up and said:

"Your Highness, Brother Gu Xian didn't know that His Highness would be there. Presumably, this pork meat is for me and others to eat, and there is no intention of colliding. ”

Hearing this, Xiang Qingfeng's face was much better.

After a moment, he frowned again, he was struggling to make a judgment.

It stands to reason that the magical chicken soup is comparable in taste to that of a hundred birds.

But when cooking, it's not just about the taste, it's about the color, the flavor, and the flavor.

In terms of color and aroma, chicken soup is obviously far worse than the song of a hundred birds.

If you don't count pork meat, I'm afraid that Tenglong Restaurant will win.

But in this way, it is inevitably a little unfair to Feihong Restaurant.

How can this be?

seemed to see King Jing's difficulties, Qin Xiuwen also frowned, but he was helpless.

It's really a catch-up.

If King Jing wasn't there, Feihong would have won no matter what happened today.

But King Jing was present, so that Feihong broke his halberd in the first round.

In the third round, it was difficult to evaluate because of the taboo.

Alas, it is true that the time is also fate.

"In this way, I have always heard that Gu Dongjia is quite accomplished in poetry."

"It is a great pity that I have not seen it today."

"It's better for Gu Dongjia to compose a poem with the theme of pork meat."

"If it is done well, even if this king eats this pork meat, what can he do?"

As soon as King Jing said this, everyone frowned.

Pork as a theme?

What the hell is this topic?

Throughout the ages, literati have studied either to gain fame.

Or to clear your name.

And poetry is used in songs.

Who would read a book just to eat pork meat?

Idyllic poems, side poems, landscape poems, so many poems, which one is about pork?

This is nonsense!

Isn't King Jing deliberately making things difficult for Gu Xiaoyou?

After thinking about it, everyone turned their eyes to Mr. Drunkard.

It stands to reason that among them, if they insist on finding someone to write about pork meat, I am afraid that there is only Mr. Drunkard who loves appetite.

But even this famous poet in the two counties of Jiangnan and Huainan still shook his head and said, "If you have enough time, you may be able to give it a try." In a hurry, even if it is made, I am afraid that it will be nondescript. ”

Offstage, Pang Juanzhi heard this, which can be described as a mixed blessing.

The joy is that this poetry meeting symbolizes the face of Huainan.

The burden was all on him, and it was breathless.

Now that Brother Gu can help him share one or two, he naturally can't ask for it.

The worry is that this topic is indeed tricky.

He Pang Juanzhi has been reading poetry and books since he was a child, and he asked himself if he has seen a lot of knowledge, what subject has he not seen?

But this pork meat... There are very few records in the classics.

There won't be a person who is idle and writes a poem to encourage people to eat pork meat, right?

Brother Gu, how do you choose?

Everyone was worried, but Zhao Tenglong was ecstatic.

What is the meaning of mountains and rivers and doubts, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village?

That's it!

The great joy is like a tidal wave, which overwhelms the whole person!

He admitted that Gu Beichuan did have some poetic talent.

But this time, the topic is pork!

Is that a poem that a normal person can compose?

And as long as Gu Beichuan can't make it, King Jing won't eat that pork meat.

In this way, the victory naturally belongs to Tenglong Restaurant!

At that time, as long as he uses a little means to leave Sun Huaimin behind, it will be a big deal!

But who knows, Gu Beichuan's words almost shocked his jaw.

"Beichuan is not talented, maybe you can give it a try."

"Good! Be ambitious! In this case, then seven steps into a poem! ”

Hearing this, Qin Xiuwen frowned.

If you can't confirm it just now, then this is undoubtedly difficult.

Brother Gu Xian offended King Jing?

Xiang Zhirou also clenched her silver teeth, secretly hating Brother Jingwang's hatefulness, how could she be so difficult to take care of everyone.

Only Xiang Qingfeng, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his gaze at Gu Beichuan was slightly meaningful.

Let me see how talented Gu everyone, whom Zhirou praises every day, has.

Gu Beichuan smiled at the corner of his mouth and said:

"Grass people sacrifice ugliness."

In other words, the first step is taken!