"Back to everyone, this song is called "Ode to Pork"."
Hearing this, Qin Xiuwen nodded and said, "This poem doesn't need any fancy words to modify it. It's better to be simple."
Xiang Zhirou was already watching with excitement, her eyes were as bright as stars, and Gu Beichuan's figure was full of them.
Mr. Gu is worthy of being Mr. Gu, but at only twenty years old, his poetry attainments are no less than those of the famous masters.
Poem can be composed around such an unusual theme as pork meat!
It's really amazing.
Immediately, he looked at Xiang Qingfeng with murderous intent.
Xiang Qingfeng felt the sight behind him and felt a chill on the back of his neck.
Knowing that he was making things difficult for Gu Beichuan, this little girl was probably angry.
So he took the initiative and said:
"Everyone Gu composed a poem in five steps. I admire you for your poetic talent."
"A real man, a good man, naturally a promise weighs a thousand pounds."
"What if I, the king, eat some of this pork meat today?"
After saying that, Xiang Qingfeng laughed boldly.
It's just that his appearance is too soft, so smiling like this seems very inconsistent.
But King Jing was like this, so they had no choice but to laugh along with him.
After finishing laughing, Xiang Qingfeng looked at the fatty pork meat in the bowl.
He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, picked up a piece, and put it into his mouth.
Then, his eyes suddenly widened.
This smell...this smell is wrong!
Something is very wrong!
Why is it so delicious?
Is this really what pork meat tastes like?
It is soft but not rotten in the mouth, fat but not greasy, and even has a hint of sweetness.
Seriously, a rare delicious food!
"Everyone, come and try it too!" Xiang Qingfeng looked at the pork meat in front of him and was a little undecided for a moment.
Because he was not sure whether pork meat was so delicious, or whether it was only the pork meat made by Feihong that was so delicious.
Therefore, I have to let everyone who has eaten pork try it.
However, the first person to hold out his chopsticks was not everyone, but Xiang Zhirou.
She always had unconditional trust in Feihong's dishes. If it wasn't to give Brother Jing Wang face, she would want to be the first to taste every dish.
"Well!"
After eating, Xiang Zhirou raised the corners of her mouth and smiled naturally. There was a look of happiness on his face, and even his eyes narrowed into crescent shapes.
The sucrose just developed by Feihong is added to the braised pork, which naturally has a slight sweetness, which is more in line with the way Wu Bang made it in later generations.
And sweets are the easiest to make women feel happy.
Just like now, Xiang Zhirou feels as if she is walking on the clouds, so happy that she is about to fly.
So he stretched out his chopsticks again and picked up the second piece.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Drunkard couldn't sit still at all.
Using the speed of a man who has been single for forty or fifty years, he quickly took out the chopsticks and started fighting with Xiang Zhirou.
This young man in white looks harmless to humans and animals.
But as long as you stretch out your chopsticks, you will be the first-class tiger on the table!
Mr. Drunkard was dripping with cold sweat, as if he were facing a formidable enemy!
Seeing this, several people also joined the fighting team.
Not long after, the bowl of braised pork was swept away.
Except that Wang Tiexuan was born in the north and is not used to sweets. Although the others felt a little full, they still ate a lot.
Xiang Qingfeng's mouth twitched as he watched this scene.
Good guys, you didn’t leave any piece for me.
I let you have a taste, but I didn’t even let you show off to me!
However, now that the matter has come to this, what else can be done?
He is Prince Jing, so he cannot lose his etiquette.
"In the third round of competition, I choose Feihong Restaurant."
Prince Jing took the lead in making the judgment, and the result is self-evident.
As expected, four of the remaining six chose Feihong Restaurant. Only two people chose Tenglong Restaurant, and the final score was 5 to 2. Feihong won with an overwhelming advantage!
Seeing this scene, Zhao Tenglong, who was under the stage, fell to the ground with a clatter, his face full of disbelief.
I...I lost?
how can that be possible?
Unlike the nerd Huai Wen, I started helping my father run the restaurant business since I was a child.
To this day, Tenglong Restaurant has been my hard work for more than 20 years!
How could he lose like this?
Even though we hired a world-famous imperial chef like Sun Huaimin, why did we still lose?
Zhao Tenglong held his head in his hands and kept mumbling to himself, as if he was crazy.
This appearance can be described as extremely terrifying.
Everyone around him subconsciously stayed away.
The rest of the restaurant owners also had sad faces, feeling as if the rabbit had died and the fox had died.
Although this competition was in the name of Tenglong Restaurant, it had nothing to do with them.
But what happens after Tamron closes its doors? Whose turn is it?
They are still being suppressed and beaten by Feihong, who is taking away all their customers!
I'm afraid that it won't be long before we also have to close down.
Zhao Tenglong's today is their tomorrow!
However, they are just nobodies after all.
The protagonists of this poetry meeting are all on a high platform and don't care about their thoughts.
It can only be said that the joys and sorrows of people are not the same.
"Okay, this competition is over."
"The poetry meeting should also be on the right track. I wonder which talented person will present his masterpiece first?" Qin Xiuwen said on the high platform.
Hearing this, Pang Juanzhi became nervous instantly.
I'm coming!
finally come!
This poetry meeting is very different from the past.
Everyone in the nearby counties is watching from the high platform. This is the best time to make a name for the Huainan poetry circle!
But one careless move may cause the Huainan poetry circle to lose face.
All the pressure was like a mountain, pressing down on his shoulders.
Pang Juanzhi took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and made up his mind. Just as he was about to speak, he heard someone on the high platform say:
"I see that my little friend Gu is very talented in poetry. I'm afraid I couldn't fully enjoy the poem just now. How about another one?" The speaker was none other than Wang Tiexuan.
Gu Beichuan wanted to refuse, but remembering his promise to Qin Xiuwen in advance, he had no choice but to say:
"My talent is limited, but if everyone wants to hear it, you can continue writing poems. I just don't know, what is the title?"
Wang Tiexuan laughed loudly when he heard this and said: "Okay! You have the courage!"
"I, Dagan, were built by our ancestor, Emperor Gao, who overcame thorns and thorns, experienced vicissitudes of life, and occupied all the land on the eastern frontier."
"Then my descendants will be incompetent and lose their ancestral territory."
"Fortunately, your majesty is named Renxuan, and he is wise and sage. He wants to uphold the legacy of his ancestors and go north to fight against the Yan Dynasty and regain his ancestral territory."
"We, as ministers, should dedicate ourselves to the cause of death!"
"My little friend, why don't you write a frontier poem with this title?"
Hearing this, Qin Xiuwen couldn't help but frown.
Although he believed in Gu Beichuan's literary talent,... frontier poems could not be written casually.
Really good frontier poems can often be written only by poets who have been on the battlefield!
For example, why does Wang Tiexuan dare to say that he is good at frontier poems?
Just because he was a military attache before, guarding the northern border for three full years, and even actually led troops to fight against the Yan soldiers.
This guy is a serious person who has cut people down and seen blood.
In comparison, although Gu Beichuan has excellent literary talent, he has too little experience after all. He has never seen blood rain and soldiers fighting on the frontier.
If you write hastily, it will be difficult to write about the scenery of the frontier, and it will appear nondescript.
Could it be that Tie Xuan was so envious when he saw such a talented person coming out of Huainan? Is this why you are making things difficult?
For a moment, Qin Xiuwen cast a worried look at Gu Beichuan.
