Of course, Xiao Xian would not cook a large table full of dishes for four people. For people like them, it must be just right.
On this occasion, quality is the key!
With Xiao Xian's exquisite internal strength and unique swordsmanship, this meal is more like a show than a meal.
Xiao Xian wanted to teach Shen Mingzhu martial arts, so naturally he also wanted to show off his own skills.
There was no fruit visible on the fruit plate. It was either a plate of fiery flowers or a soaring phoenix...
That cold dish looks like the fish is fish and the chicken is chicken...but there is no real thorn or bone in it.
But the thorns and bones are so realistic.
The Sixi meatballs look like Sixi meatballs, but the fillings inside are dizzying.
After opening the skin of the meatball, there is a finely carved lotus flower inside. The lotus flower is every detail, and each petal has a different taste. It will never be repeated, and people will never have the opportunity to take a second bite.
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In Xiao Xian's words, "Everyone eats slowly. Whether it tastes good or not depends on one portion. If you ask me to make it again, I won't be able to make it."
When eating, we have to say that the chef still needs to be talented, and it is not enough to just have superb skills.
Xiao Xian has deep internal strength and superb martial arts. He can make complex and beautiful styles, but the taste of the dishes is indeed questionable.
After all, in order to show his sincerity, he didn't let anyone help, and he took care of everything himself.
Chu Ting reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls, but when he couldn't hold on any longer, he protested directly, "My lord, are you sure you're not taking revenge again?"
Xiao Xian smiled innocently, "I have decided to learn cooking. I will support my family in the future. Please give me your advice."
Marquis Wan Qing ate with gusto, "Your Majesty, when it comes to commenting, we are all the same, but when it comes to making, we may not be able to do it all. Just look at the taste combination of the prince, if you want to serve the princess's stomach well
, it seems there is still a long way to go! Haha.”
Everyone laughed.
People who really love food don't just wait for food to open their mouths, they can't help but search for food and cook it themselves.
Wan Qinghou is such a person. His cooking skills are definitely as good as his Kung Fu, and his dishes are as numerous as his wealth.
But he always only cooks for himself, and he doesn't have to cook for others in front of others.
But because he knows how to do it, some of his comments are spot on.
For those who don’t know how to cook, they don’t know why this dish tastes so strange, why it requires everything, and it doesn’t look right when put together.
Chu Ting and Xiao Wen can both eat and comment, but if their cooking skills are not so superb and they have not dabbled in so many delicacies, they cannot speak to the basics.
Ling Xuzi was the only one who was so enthusiastic about it, he kept saying it looks good, looks good...
Shen Mingzhu held back her laughter and said, "Taoist Priest, you don't have to force yourself to eat it. Your Majesty will be embarrassed. If it looks good, just keep it for viewing."
Ling Xuzi's beard curled up, "What do you know, little girl? It tastes good if it looks good."
Wen Songzhi said in surprise: "Does what you eat look good?"
Ling Xuzi looked like a coward and said, "You can imagine the beautiful taste of good-looking things in your mind, but how can you imagine ugly things?"
