Prince Jing is the current prince, so he naturally sticks to his word.
When he said the food would be served, of course he had to serve it.
No matter how anxious Qin Xiuwen and Xiang Zhirou were, it would not help. They could only pray secretly for Feihong Restaurant.
Soon, Gu Beichuan appeared.
He was still wearing a moon-white robe, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, but he seemed to be more bookish than before.
Today, it is more suitable for the occasion.
Behind him, Uncle Fu was also holding a dinner plate. The cloth covering it was not a simple white cloth.
But a painting!
An artistic conception painting of a roc bird waving its wings on the hanging clouds and soaring ninety thousand miles.
It coincides with the meaning of Feihong Restaurant.
Seeing Gu Beichuan on stage, Zhao Tenglong sneered, feeling extremely disdainful.
This is the imperial Buddha jumping over the wall. The imperial chef personally did this, and even His Highness Prince Jing praised it.
What are you comparing it to?
He can even predict that after the news of today's poetry meeting is spread, the business of Tenglong and Feihong restaurants will reverse again!
But this time, he will seize the opportunity and not give Feihong any chance to breathe.
Even Uncle Fu is worried. Although he is confident in his own dishes, they are like the royal Buddha jumping over the wall!
Listening to people around him praising Tenglong Restaurant, Uncle Fu felt even more confident.
He traveled all over the country and went through many vicissitudes of life for decades.
But I have never experienced such a big scene as today, and I have never seen a big shot like Prince Jing.
Logically speaking, people like him, even if they stand in front of Prince Jing, should lower their heads and lower their eyebrows and not look directly at him.
So even though Uncle Fu is old and experienced. At this moment, I couldn't help but fight between the two sides.
You can see the young master walking in front, calm and composed.
On the contrary, he also calmed down.
These days, he has seen everything the young master has done.
The appearance of sucrose, chicken essence, fine salt and other substances shocked him.
Anyway, if the sky is falling and the young master is holding it up, what should I do in a hurry?
"Please take a look at it, Prince Jing."
The wooden dinner plate was presented to the table. Prince Jing looked at the scene of a flying bird on the white cloth and couldn't help but nodded and said: "This painting has a good mood."
Then I remembered that this restaurant seemed to be called Feihong Restaurant. Could this be the meaning?
I dare to think about it.
After the white cloth was lifted, a duck that was maroon in color, oily and shiny, with crispy skin and tender meat came into view.
"this…"
We all hold high positions, so what kind of delicacies have we not eaten in our daily lives?
But the appearance of this duck is really good. Not to mention the taste, the color and aroma alone are enough to make people move.
Prince Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, trembled his fingers a little, and saw that the whole duck on the dinner plate began to scatter.
It turns out that the duck was first cut into many pieces and then reassembled.
Because the chef's knife skills were so good, the pieces fit together so perfectly that it was hard to tell for a while.
It was King Jing who had a keen eye and discovered the clues, and then he showed his true appearance.
"Huainan roast duck, 108 pieces in total." Gu Beichuan explained at the right time
"It's a good trick." Prince Jing praised him and prepared to use his chopsticks.
But who would have thought that he was stopped by Gu Beichuan!
"Wait a moment, Your Highness, there are still some steps to take before eating."
After Gu Beichuan finished speaking, Uncle Fu immediately stepped forward and distributed another ingredient to Prince Jing and everyone - a thin white film made of high-quality flour.
Afterwards, Gu Beichuan took out the soup again and poured it on the roast duck.
Suddenly, the roast duck, which was already jujube in color and appealing to the appetite, became even more delicious and the aroma was alluring.
He took out two more cut cucumber strips and radish strips and placed them on the roast duck tray.
Then he said: "Look, everyone, this Huainan roast duck should be eaten like this."
After Gu Beichuan finished speaking, he picked up a few slices of roast duck that had been poured with soup, some cucumber strips, and radish strips, then wrapped them in white film, rolled them into a cylinder, and finally put them in his mouth.
Logically speaking, of all the people present, Prince Jing was the biggest.
If he doesn't move his chopsticks, the others will naturally not be able to eat first.
Otherwise it would be disrespectful!
Qin Xiuwen looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel anxious.
He secretly thought that Brother Gu Xian was still a little young after all and did not understand these royal etiquette.
But who would have thought that Xiang Qingfeng did not blame him. Instead, he followed Gu Beichuan's example and rolled up several pieces of roast duck and put them into his mouth.
Well!
The duck meat is fat but not greasy, the soup is delicious, and the cucumber and radish strips are refreshing.
It's really amazing.
"What is the name of this dish? The way to eat it is so novel."
"Back to Your Highness, this is Huainan roast duck."
"Huainan roast duck? Is it a Huainan specialty? But I have lived in Huainan for a long time, why have I never eaten it?"
Not to mention eating it, I have never seen it.
"Your Highness, this was created by ordinary people and has not yet been implemented."
"Your Highness is the second person besides the grass-roots people to eat this roast duck."
Hearing this, Xiang Qingfeng nodded and praised: "Everyone in Qin told me about you, but I didn't expect that Gu Caizi is not only highly accomplished in poetry and winemaking, but also dabbles in cooking."
"It's really rare."
"Everyone, come and have a taste."
“This Huainan roast duck is one of a kind.”
After hearing this, everyone stepped forward one after another, followed the example of Gu Beichuan and Xiang Qingfeng, and rolled a few pieces of duck meat into their mouths.
Then, he showed the same expression of enjoyment.
Xiang Zhirou, in particular, winked at Gu Beichuan playfully.
I didn’t expect Gu’s cooking to be so delicious.
Gu Beichuan was also stunned, thinking to himself, isn't this Xiang Bai? He is actually related to Prince Jing!
Good guy, he knows that Xiang Bai has an extraordinary status and is either rich or noble. But it is really unexpected that it is so expensive.
Seeing this scene in the audience, Zhao Tenglong and the rest of the restaurant owners looked like sculptures, their bodies stiff and motionless, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
how can that be possible?
Gu Beichuan actually made a famous dish that could rival the imperial Buddha jumping over the wall!
His Highness Prince Jing and everyone else are so complimentary!
Aren't you a winemaker? How come you can cook?
And even if you know how to cook, why didn't you take it out earlier instead of waiting until today?
If they hadn't actively provoked this competition, they would have even doubted whether they had fallen into the pit dug by Gu Beichuan.
After the shock, came worry and trepidation.
They all looked at Sun Huaimin. At this time, Sun Huaimin was the backbone of everyone. As long as he still had his wisdom, the sky would not fall.
But what they saw was Sun Huaimin who was full of surprise.
Obviously, he was also surprised that someone in Huainan could compete with him in cooking.
This scene made Zhao Tenglong and others completely distracted. At this point, they can only resign themselves to their fate.
On the high platform, Qin Xiuwen said with a smile:
"Everyone, you have tasted it."
"The two restaurants, Tenglong and Feihong, will have a winner."
"It's time for me to comment."
