At first glance, Lan Qiao thought she was serving a large, complete lotus, but when he took a closer look, he understood the beauty of it.

I saw a blooming lotus on a large disk, which was more than a foot and a half wide. It was pink in color and white in color. It was very beautiful. The lotus was cored, and the inside was lined with a thin layer of dough. The dough was filled with golden steamed hibiscus eggs.

liquid.

Lan Qiao suddenly said, "The hibiscus eggs take a lot of time to make enough bubbles. No wonder it took so long to come."

"I have kept you waiting for a long time." Li Jingshu bowed her head and said, "This dish is called Furong Yaoyue. The lotus egg liquid contains the most authentic Xiangbei snail meat in Yueyang City and Dongting small whitebait for freshness. Please

taste."

Lan Qiao said with emotion, "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. A golden hibiscus egg is used as the moon, and it falls on the hibiscus petals. This hibiscus invitation to the moon is very poetic and Zen, regardless of its color, fragrance."

Li Jingshu smiled and said, "The moon is bright in the sky and falls on the lotus. I would like to use this lotus to invite the moon and offer it to Head Murong and the young Marquis."

"I am used to living a simple life, but I have never seen such exquisite dishes." Murong Ying said with a kind smile, "If Sect Master Ye of the Tianlian Sect were here, that would be the real Fuyu Yaoyue."

Tang Li scooped up a spoonful of fuyong eggs for his master, put it into his bowl and said, "Come on, master, try it quickly."

Not long after Li Jingshu went down, she quickly brought out the next dish, "This one is called Spring Colorful Garden. It is stir-fried with minced lotus root, green beans, diced spring bamboo shoots, carrots and dried frangipani. It has the effect of clearing away heat and relieving summer heat."

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A plate of red, yellow, green, and white dishes. Just the combination of colors makes people feel full of spring and whet their appetite.

Chen Yuqian used to be the head of the Qingzhou Gang and was used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas. Now when she saw this simple plate of stir-fried vegetables, she couldn't help but be very interested. "When the prosperity is over, you will know that ordinary is true." She took the spoon and scooped it up.

I took a big spoonful and ate it with gusto.

Feng Yeling also praised, "This dish does not require any special skills. Just the spring flavor is enough to taste delicious."

Although Lan Qiao didn't speak, he knew in his heart that this stir-fry dish was not as simple as it looked. Because there were five ingredients in this dish, the timing of adding each ingredient to the pot, the order, the temperature in the pot, the oil and water

The proportions and the heat of frying cannot be wrong even half a cent.

He couldn't help but look at Li Jingshu, and she happened to be looking at him too.

The two looked at each other, and Lan Qiao showed a look of admiration, saying meaningfully, "What a spring garden."

Lan Qiao was familiar with poetry and knew that there was also a sentence "red apricots coming out of the wall" hidden under "The Garden is Full of Spring". He was wondering if Li Jingshu had any deeper meaning, but he saw her smile softly, wave to him, and then Huazhi

He turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

He apologized, got up and followed him to the kitchen. Li Jingshu stopped suddenly, turned around and said, "Xiao Ye has always told me these past few days how superb the master's cooking skills are. The little girl wants to ask the master for a favor."

Lan Qiao felt ashamed in his heart, but he said humbly, "I'm far behind you, how dare you do whatever you want?"

Li Jingshu smiled and said, "After all, we don't have to eat it together. If Xiaoye can eat a dish that was made by me and the young master, she will be very happy."

It was already midsummer, and now it was the hottest afternoon of the day. It was unspeakably hot in the kitchen. Lan Qiao looked at Li Jingshu's cheeks that were rosy due to the heat, and thought of Feng Yeling's intoxicated appearance when tasting delicious food, and said happily

"No problem, you tell me what you want."

Li Jingshu pointed at something about a foot long wrapped in oil paper on the table and said, "Master, please help me shake this paper package. Inside is another dish today. The food and condiments need to be shaken evenly."

"Okay." Lan Qiao rolled up his sleeves and prepared to "go into battle," but was stopped by Li Jingshu again.

"Wait a minute." Li Jingshu walked to Lan Qiao's side with light steps, carefully rolled up Lan Qiao's sleeves, took off her floral apron, and tied it around his body.

He said, "Don't get dirty."

Lan Qiao looked at the girl-like floral apron on her body with a little embarrassment, and then at Li Jingshu who was already hot and sweating. Without saying anything else, she picked up the paper bag and shook it.

Li Jingshu walked to a can of simmering soup, cut a three-pound fresh fish into the shape of a butterfly with an extremely fine knife, placed it in a soup bowl, and poured the cooked soup in the can into the cut bowl.

Here comes the good raw fish.

Because the fish meat was cut very finely, as soon as she poured the hot soup, the fish meat was not only cooked by the soup immediately, but also changed and curled up due to the moisture of the hot soup. The whole shape was like a butterfly spreading its wings, which Lan Qiao could see.

I was so intoxicated that I even forgot to shake the paper bag again.

"The food is served, don't look at it." Li Jingshu sneered at him and asked Lan Qiao to serve the food with her.

The bowl of fish soup served by Li Jingshu is called Xiaomeng Midie. The soup is based on chicken soup, with fish heads, fish bones and fish skins. It is boiled over a slow fire to make a thick and fresh soup, which is poured over the cut raw fish.

When cooked, the fish meat will stand proudly on the soup base like the fluttering wings of a butterfly. Coupled with her specially prepared sweet and sour rose sauce, the fish soup is delicious and mouth-watering.

Seeing that everyone was distracted by the bowl of fish soup, Lan Qiao hurriedly put down the paper bag in his hand, opened it and saw that it was a complete piece of roasted lamb back.

"This last roasted lamb back is smoked with plum blossom branches and roasted for three days and three nights. I started preparing it from the day Tang Nuxia came back." Li Jingshu pointed at the roasted lamb back and said, "The meat is fragrant and the subtle fragrance lingers.

, implying that a hero has a hard time being a beauty, it is specially made for you guys."

Feng Yeling pouted her little mouth and said in mock protest, "I want to try something made for men." She picked up a piece of mutton and put it into her mouth. She chewed it twice and praised, "It's delicious, the skin is crispy and the meat is soft."

Crispy and tender."

Feng Yueming smiled and said, "Of course this dish also has a famous name."

"Young Master is laughing at me. I named this roasted lamb back O'Nanyin Horse." Li Jingshu explained and motioned for Lan Qiao to sit down again. "Master, please continue to eat. I have to serve the meal."

"Onan drinks horse" Feng Yueming recited twice silently, then suddenly said with emotion, "Back then, Temujin built the name Khan at the source of the Onan River, and from then on the Mongolian iron hoof swept the world. The name of this dish is really heroic. I hope our

His Royal Highness King Yan will one day be able to go to the birthplace of the Mongolian Empire to drink horses. Come, let’s eat.” The crowd roared in response, and the scene was very lively.

Feng Yeling quietly tugged at the corner of Lan Qiao's clothes and said, "Why did I go to the kitchen and even put on an apron?"

"Uh" Lan Qiao's face suddenly turned red and he murmured, "That's not the case"

"It's nothing." Feng Yeling smiled slyly and teased him, "Look at you, you're so pretty. If you stay away, others might think you're a little girl."

Lan Qiao reached behind his back to untie his apron. Unexpectedly, Li Jingshu tied a tight knot for him. She was clumsy and couldn't untie it. She only made Feng Yeling bend forward and backward. She had no ladylike attitude and almost swallowed the piece she just swallowed.

The mutton spurted out. Lan Qiao was embarrassed and didn't know what to do. Fortunately, Li Jingshu came over with a big tray and saved him.

There were ten bone china tureens placed on the large tray. Li Jingshu brought these tureens to everyone one by one. When she opened the lids, she saw that each person had a bowl of white rice.

A bowl of pearl fragrant rice, carefully controlling the ratio of rice and water. After steaming, the rice grains are as round and plump as pearls. Add a few drops of blended oil, which is made from carefully fried sunflower oil and lard refined from black-skinned pig skins.

Mixed in a ratio of two to one, the aroma of rice lingers, making people's appetites come back again.
Chapter completed!