As soon as lunch passed, groups of people walked out of the two major restaurants, still with a nostalgic expression, and they were talking about the taste of two new dishes.

"I can't imagine that stones can be used to barbecue meat, and the taste is so good, better than stewed pork ribs!"

"The main thing is that sauce, which mixes with the flavor of the barbecue, and it's stunning!"

"The most haode is still the one called Hanabye Pheasant, not to mention the delicate meat, and various flavors are mixed to form a new delicacy!"

"It's a little more expensive, a dish called Flower Pheasant Thirty Citrine Coins! Although it can't catch up with the top ingredients, it definitely has the price of high-quality ingredients!"

"It's worth it when it's so expensive! Didn't you listen to the guy's explanation, this dish will take more than three months to make......

Almost everyone who has eaten it has given a very high evaluation, and some people are even lamenting, once they leave Hongyuan City, where will they go to eat such a delicacy!

In other places, there is more talk about the new delicacy of steamed buns, with fluffy dough and fragrant meat filling, which is a great treat to eat in your mouth. Rice, bread and the like, it's all scum! What's more, it's cheap.

For a whole noon, the materials prepared by the eight steamed bun shops were almost sold.

Originally, Sun Sanqiang was still worried, after all, if he shot at the same time with the two major restaurants, would it be affected. After all, he put all his savings into these eight stores.

But facts have proved that Jiang Xingchen's positioning for him to occupy the middle and low-end markets is extremely correct! In just one noon, the reputation of his eight shops spread, and in the hearts of outsiders, it even surpassed that of some big restaurants......

Half a day passed, and it was almost dusk, and the two major restaurants and steamed bun shops ushered in the second wave of peaks.

And as the New Year's song and dance pre-selection approaches, more people rushed to Hongyuan City to join the ranks of tasting food.

Gradually, the news spread more and more, and the whole city restaurants have stewed pork ribs, and the high-end new dishes launched by the two major restaurants are full of praise for the steamed buns...... I don't know when some people have begun to call Hongyuan City the city of food, and this title has been recognized by more and more people, and it has quickly spread to all directions.

Originally, Hongyuan City was known for its abundant resources and complete goods. But during the New Year's caustic audition, the name of this city of food makes people forget the original characteristics of Hongyuan City.

In the evening, the Marquis of Dingbei raised a glass and drank alone in his mansion, and his rugged face was about to smile! The title of the city of food made it difficult for him to calm down. He is a marquis's domain, and if the prosperity of the main city surpasses that of the duke, you can imagine how much Emperor Qiankun will value him, and even he has the confidence to raise his daughter's noble level.

"A few food recipes, a plan, and the grasp of timing, this kid has created such a prosperous situation, what a rare talent!"

Draining the wine in the cup in one gulp, Hou Ye sighed, he felt a little lucky that his daughter and Hongxian were able to get to know Jiang Xingchen at this time.

At this time, almost everyone in Hongyuan City was smiling, and the only people who felt aggrieved and uncomfortable were those foreign nobles who had tried their best to buy secret recipes before.

I finally bought the secret recipe secretly from a few restaurants, and I was happy that I hadn't come yet, and the two major restaurants had launched new dishes, and they were better than stewed pork ribs.

Now they can't open their mouths if they want to go to Dingbei Hou again, they haven't bought the first secret recipe yet, they can't tell anyone, we have bought the secret recipe from other restaurants through illegal means, you can sell me the secret recipe for the other two dishes as well. If that is the case, it is estimated that Dingbei Hou can directly do it and secretly sell them the restaurant with the secret recipe, and don't think about it!

This feeling is like being wronged and having nowhere to confide, being beaten and having no place to reason. This group of people was as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly, and they couldn't spit it out in their hearts......

Jiang Xingchen knew everything that happened in Hongyuan City, and when he appointed Jihua, he had already expected such a scene.

However, he didn't have the heart to care about those at this time, he had to hurry up and help Sister Wanrou get the performance repertoire. As for how much money he makes, he believes that Sun Sanqiang and Mo Hongxian will never be greedy for a penny.

The drum was already there, and it was performed by a man, and the first thing Jiang Xingchen thought of was the general order, this drum song that inspired his blood.

However, he had only heard it occasionally before, and he didn't remember it for a long time, and the only thing he was familiar with in his mind was a song "Men Should Be Self-Improvement". He vaguely remembered that there was a shadow of a general's order in the song of this song.

According to the rhythm of this song, he figured out the drum music by himself, and with his current grasp of the rhythm, there is no problem. But there is another problem, that is, this shijie does not have strings, and he doesn't know if he can do it with instruments that he is not familiar with.

Zuihou also has one of the most important things, that is, in the performance, there must be Sister Wanrou, what form should she use......

Since coming back at noon, Jiang Xingchen began to study diligently, and he didn't even eat dinner until late at night.

Mei'er came over several times and wanted him to rest for a while, but when she saw that he was seriously engaged, she still couldn't help but didn't call him......

Turning the sky, Jiang Xingchen had already gotten up before the light of day, and made another big drum. After the sun rose, he went directly to the Hou Mansion and called Wanrou to his home.

The whole song is dominated by men, which is blood-inspiring and inspiring. The lyrics are also used by men to be self-reliant. He thought about it, Wanrou couldn't perform, and could only appear as a drummer.

However, this section of the drum music is powerful and heavy, the more bold the performance, the better the effect, and the physical requirements are also very high, he is a little worried that Wanrou's body will not be able to keep up.

Jiang Xingchen came to the door, and Wanrou, who had been worried, was very happy, thinking that he had already made the track. You can follow Jiang Xingchen's house to take a look......

"You really want men to perform, can you...... What is this thing called, drums...... You asked me to knock this and not participate in the show...... What is this track called, men should be self-reliant...... No, you have to play with me, I can't knock it alone......"

Seeing the strange things that Jiang Xingchen made, Wanrou couldn't help but feel even more worried, and she regretted her decision to hand over the repertoire to him at that time. Even if you don't make it yourself, it's like a dance music, but what is this!

However, it was too late to say anything now, and she had no choice but to rehearse according to what Jiang Xingchen had choreographed.

In the next two days, Wanrou came over early in the morning and went back exhausted in the afternoon.

In addition to striving for excellence in drum music, Jiang Xingchen also had to prepare costumes and instruct Wanrou to find good dancers, it turned out that those girls would definitely not be good!

Not only that, but he had to rush to the Seventh Legion branch to check on the doctor's learning progress. In addition, he also had to teach the Zhao family how to make sheep intestines from bison intestines, which can be said to be very busy.

In the past two days, the two major restaurants and eight steamed bun shops have become more prosperous, all the ingredients prepared every day have been consumed, and several chefs have lost weight from exhaustion.

As more and more people come to Hongyuan City, other restaurants have also made a fortune, and the stewed pork ribs have been unanimously welcomed by everyone, and the vast majority of people have also implemented the title of Hongyuan City Food City in their hearts.

On the evening before the New Year's song and dance preliminaries, Jiang Xingchen came out of the Seventh Army Division. Within two steps, six soldiers hurriedly walked over and shouted, "Young Master Jiang!"

"Hmm!" Jiang Xingchen stopped, turned his head to look at the six soldiers who came to him, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing!" One of them hurriedly waved his hand and said, "We just came here to thank you, if it weren't for Young Master Jiang, I'm afraid we would have been disabled in the future!"

Another person said: "We were going to thank you two days ago, but you are too busy, you come and go in a hurry, and you can't always meet!"

"Young Master Jiang, we are soft-spoken, and we have nothing to say! If you have anything useful in the future, just ask, a few of us brothers will go to the soup and go to the fire, and we will not hesitate!"

Listening to the words of several people, Jiang Xingchen recognized that they were the first batch of soldiers to use sheep intestines.

"This method of mine was originally handed over to the army, and it is also the responsibility of treating you, where is the use of the promise of breaking a big stone in your chest!" Jiang Xingchen secretly said in his heart, hehe chuckled, and was about to wave his hand and say that you are welcome.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he immediately changed his words: "Are you really willing to help with anything?"

"Uh!" Several people were stunned for a moment, they were grateful, and it was true that they came to thank them, but the words of the big stone on their chests were to show the sincerity of thanks. In their minds, Jiang Xingchen's aristocratic status, where is there a place where they need their help. But Jiang Xingchen also said the words to ask them to help.

"Of course, as long as Young Master Jiang commands!" said one of the soldiers patting his chest. If you export it, it will be impossible to take it back.

"That's good!" Jiang Xingchen laughed: "You guys come with me, it's still too late......"

Half a month later, a wail came from Jiang Xingchen's backyard: "Young Master Jiang, just let us go, it's all played by women, if our Wei Chang knows, he will kill our ......."

Then, Jiang Xingchen's sinister smile sounded: "I want to quit now, it's too late!

"Oh my God......"

In the middle of the night, Jiang Xingchen lay on the bed, thinking of the six soldiers from unwillingness, to surprise, to zuihou's blood boiling, and the momentum erupted, and he couldn't help but show a satisfied smile.

"Mei'er! Tomorrow the New Year's song and dance pre-selection will begin, my brother is going to perform with Sister Wanrou, do you want to go and see it?" Jiang Xingchen reached out and patted the little girl's head.

"Of course I want to! Didn't my brother say that he was going to show me in the future, tomorrow would be the best opportunity! Besides, the drums that my brother made were really good, and he could bring people to move along!"

The little girl turned over, stared at Jiang Xingchen, and said with some excitement.

"Hehe! When you are busy with this New Year's song and dance pre-audition, my brother will give you a special performance!"

"Okay...... However, Mei'er also wants to perform with her brother like Sister Wanrou!"

"Then you have to wait until you are older, and your illness is not cured!"

"Oh......"

The voice of the two chatting became smaller and smaller, and they gradually fell asleep!