The cooks and cooks from each restaurant are in their places, all the required materials are ready, and they are just waiting for the competition to begin.
I don’t know whether it is intentional or unintentional, but every year in the competition, Fengjia Restaurant and Yuelai Restaurant stand in the east-west direction, facing each other far away, and they compete vigorously with each other. Every year, Fengjia Restaurant and Yuelai Restaurant enter the finals, and other restaurants are like
It's like green leaves lined with red flowers. But the enthusiasm is very high and willing to participate. The competition of cooking skills is the most important. This is an excellent cultural heritage of the food festival.
The referee entered the scene, and the seven referees took their seats one after another. The only difference was that the show king Xiao Wei and the show princess took their seats. The two were talking and laughing, looking very affectionate.
Feng Haitang and Liusu looked at each other and just smiled. Xiao Cui on the side whispered in Feng Haitang's ear, "Miss, she doesn't know how to cheat? Is she deliberately suppressing our Feng family?"
"The show king is the referee, not her, so what are you afraid of?" Feng Haitang didn't care. What kind of success can be achieved in a food festival? For her, winning the championship is a good first place, but not being second is a good place.
, no need to worry.
"Miss, that's not what you said. When a man goes to bed, his ears will become soft. If the wind blows on the pillow, come on, the man's head will be dizzy." Abi clicked her tongue, speaking in an open and unscrupulous tone.
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Li Li shook his head and got angry when he saw her look like all men are crows. Abi turned her face away coolly and said lukewarmly: "The men who heard this here, please don't take it personally."
Both Mo Li and Xuan Bei stared at her, while Old God A Bi shrugged on the ground. This girl's mouth was much more vicious than Xiao Cui's.
Xiaocui chuckled and said yes repeatedly, while Liusu smiled indifferently, "I don't care, just do your best, Sister Xiulan."
Feng Haitang's calm eyes glanced at Jun Wuhuan across from him, and when she saw him smiling handsomely, she hummed heavily and turned away.
Guo Yi, the prefect of Fengcheng, stood up and announced the official start of the food festival competition. Guo Yi is a middle-aged man in his forties. He has handsome features, looks very decent, and is slightly stout. His voice is slightly hoarse today, and he is casual.
As he finished speaking, the salute was lit and boomed, and the food festival officially began.
The cooks and cooks in various restaurants began to prepare dishes. It was obvious that the aroma of oil smoke was overwhelming. The people watching on the periphery also boiled with the oil in the pot. They were all talking about who would win the championship in this food festival.
The lineups of Fengjia Restaurant and Yuelai Restaurant are the most eye-catching.
In recent years, at the annual food festival, either Yuelai or Fengjia won the championship. Whether it was in terms of connections or strength, other restaurants lost a lot.
The audience was buzzing with excitement. The chefs from each kitchen showed off their special skills. The aroma of food wafted out from the arena, and the gluttons in people's stomachs jumped out one after another. The gorgeous lineup was even better than usual.
, what a feast of delicacies.
The magistrate and Xiu Wang on the stage were whispering to each other. While talking, they looked at the excitement below, with smiles on their faces. They were very satisfied with the festive atmosphere.
Such large-scale competitions are not uncommon. The surroundings are full of people, and the nearby higher lofts are also full of people, in order to witness this annual feast.
Each cook and cook was assigned two thugs, and they were so busy that the sound of frying pans and spatulas could be heard in the arena, making it very lively.
Li Xiulan prepared fried stuffed pig's trotters instead of sweet and sour red carp for the preliminary round.
"Susu, is this your first time seeing such a scene?" Mrs. Feng took her hand and asked with a smile.
Liusu nodded. Customs differed from place to place. There was no such lively competition in the capital. This was her first time to participate in such a lively competition. If it had been before, she would have never thought about it.
"Su Su, your mother once represented our Feng Family Restaurant in a competition and won a championship." Haitang said with a smile, Mrs. Feng's skills are so hidden.
"Really?" Liusu was surprised. She had never heard of this before.
Mrs. Feng waved her hand and said, "That happened twenty years ago. At that time, the Feng Family Restaurant was just opened and the scale was very small. It was not as good as it is now. There are so many masters. My craftsmanship is outdated."
"Mom, you are so humble." Liusu said with a smile. While the three of them were talking, the gongs and drums sounded, and a clang could be heard that could be heard for miles.
The first round of competition is over.
The cooks and cooks from more than a dozen restaurants carried their freshly baked dishes to the guards who were passing them around. Because the plates used in each restaurant were labeled, there was no fear of mistaking them, and they were all served during the competition.
The competition dishes are even easier to identify.
The exquisite dishes were passed on one after another and passed in front of the judges one by one. Everyone was very satisfied with the taste and nodded one after another. The dishes were exquisite and the aroma was elegant.
There is no doubt that Yuelai Restaurant and Fengjia Restaurant entered the finals, but the major restaurants still lost. Li Xiulan's fried stuffed pig's trotters and the pineapple eight-treasure nutritional soup prepared by Yuelai in the preliminary round won.
The announced result was already expected by everyone. One family was happy and the other was sad. Some were excited and some were disappointed. The situation was a little out of control for a moment. Even if some people were unwilling to do so, it was hard to say anything.
It was almost noon, and there was an hour's intermission. It was decided to compete again later. It was Yuelai and Fengjia Restaurant for the finals, which was more exciting than the preliminary competition in the morning.
"Sir, your throat is not feeling well today?" During the break, King Xiu asked Guo Yi with concern. He didn't talk much today and sounded hoarse and low, but his expression was not too bad.
Guo Yi shook his head and said helplessly: "I've been suffering from internal heat for a few days. I listened to you and drank herbal tea for a few days. It's no longer a serious problem. I think it's going to be better soon. I feel much refreshed today."
"That's good!" King Xiu said with a gentle smile, his eyes showing a hint of relaxation.
Guo Yi smiled heartily and said: "I have to thank the prince for the herbal tea. Otherwise, the official's throat will still be burning for a few days."
"It's just a small gesture, you don't need to say thank you." King Xiu smiled lightly, and was gentle and polite. Guo Yi then invited the couple to have lunch in the mansion. This place is very close to Guo's mansion, and they will participate in the finals in the afternoon.
People from Yuelai Restaurant and Fengjia Restaurant all went back to rest for a while, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed. It was not too late to watch the fun after dinner. When it was over, people from various restaurants came up to congratulate Yuelai and Fengjia.
As a master, watching the two of them fight is a must-see every year. However, this time the person in charge was Su Su. Liusu was not used to such a scene for a while, so Feng Haitang helped to block it.
Jun Wuhuan hugged his chest and said coolly: "Miss Feng, there are only two of us left."
Feng Haitang corrected him calmly: "Young Master Jun, you are wrong. Fengjia Restaurant and Yuelai Restaurant are left."
Jun Wuhuan snorted and nodded lightly, with a charming smile on his lips, "The final dish of Fengjia Restaurant is sweet and sour red carp, right?"
His voice had a profound meaning, as if he was saying that you will definitely lose. This determination made Feng Haitang curl her lips in disdain, "It seems that every time the Feng family decides on a dish, Young Master Jun can guess it. I admire it, yes."
So what?"
"No, we must win this time!" Jun Wuhuan smiled brightly and left with a large group of people.
Feng Haitang glared at his back fiercely, as if she wanted to carve out a piece of flesh, Liusu pulled her sleeve, "Auntie, don't be angry, Sister Xiulan will win."
"Yes, miss, I will try my best!" Li Xiulan said firmly, very confident in her cooking skills.
Mrs. Feng also came up to persuade Haitang. She and Jun Wuhuan were really enemies.
After everyone went back to rest, they gathered at the stadium again an hour later. It was even more lively in the afternoon, and it was no less crowded than in the morning. This shows how much people pay attention to this game.
After the cannon was fired, the most eye-catching final began.
The Feng family used sweet and sour red carp that had never appeared in the competition, a dish that Li Xiulan is best at. But Yuelai unexpectedly used not their signature dish, but the most common one, beggar's chicken.
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Even Feng Haitang was slightly stunned. What the hell was Jun Wuhuan doing? He actually used a beggar's chicken?
"Isn't it?" Abi opened her mouth and her cheeks twitched, "Xiao Cui, punch me, am I right?"
Xiaocui chuckled, "That's right, it's a beggar chicken."
Liusu didn't quite understand why Yuelai chose beggar's chicken. This dish was very ordinary and was inferior to the Feng family in terms of momentum. He saw the Liu family and his wife on the stage with smiles on their faces, and he had a flash of inspiration and whispered,
"Mom, aunt, don't you think the Liu family likes begging chickens very much?"
That's two votes.
Feng Haitang looked towards the referee's table, staring at Jun Wuhuan with apricot eyes, and saw him whistling gracefully.
Xuan Bei said in surprise: "Young Madam, you are so smart. Yes, the Liu family and his wife are famous for their love of begging chickens. Someone once commissioned Bingyue Palace to check the background of the Liu family and his wife. I remember this.
I heard that they got married because of the beggar chicken, so it seems that we have no chance of winning these two votes."
"Young Master Jun is too treacherous. Every year, the votes of Mr. and Mrs. Liu are the decisive votes. Whoever they vote for will be the winner. In addition, King Xiu has a problem with us, so he will definitely not vote for us this year. In this way,
The odds of winning are even slimmer. Miss, Master Jun has made it clear that he is against us. What is going on in his mind?" Xiao Cui was a little aggrieved. Jun Wuhuan's mind is really incomprehensible to ordinary people. He obviously loves Feng Haitang so much.
, but fought against her to the death.
Feng Haitang snorted heavily and said angrily: "Whatever he wants!"
The crowd of onlookers cheered and clapped, it was very lively, and the arena was boiling like boiling water.
The preparation of the beggar's chicken was a bit more complicated. Li Xiulan prepared the sweet and sour red carp first and quickly presented it to the table. Then, Yuelai's cook also prepared it.
The taste was first tried by the prefect Guo Yi. The aroma and color of the sweet and sour red carp were both outstanding. The prefect took one bite and couldn't help but taste a few more and praised it endlessly.
Next is King Xiu's attempt. He picked up the chopsticks and was about to try...
Sudden change, sudden change.
"Ah..." Magistrate Guo Yi suddenly clutched his stomach, his face twisted, his eyes as wide as bells, he fell to the ground with a plop in pain, and knocked over the teacups and tea sets on the table...
The cheers stopped...
Feng Haitang, Liusu and others stood up in a hurry, and even Jun Wuhuan frowned deeply.
"My lord, my lord... call the doctor quickly..." King Xiu's voice was urgent and fierce...
There was chaos on the stage and dead silence off the stage.
Guo Yi's face was twisted in pain and his whole body was twitching. Before the doctor came, he straightened his body and died...
"Sir..." There was panic on the stage.
Liusu suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, feeling that something terrible was coming towards her.
"My lord is dead..." King Xiu stood up in fear, turned around suddenly, and pointed down coldly, "Come here, arrest the cook and the person in charge of Fengjia Restaurant!"