As early as three days ago, Master Qiao had already arranged for Shopkeeper Li to do enough publicity for this competition selection. Firstly, it was to expand the influence of Zuixianlou, and secondly, it was also a means of attracting business.
The three-day selection competition was open and fair, and all the folks and elders in Xianyang were invited to watch the competition!
On the second day, the gate of Zuixian Tower opened earlier than usual, and the quiet morning was broken by the hustle and bustle.
Master Qiao rushed over early in the morning with Qiao Zizhang. First, he carefully inspected the preparations in the back kitchen, and then arranged the tables and chairs in the front hall, setting aside the judging seats, competition area and display area. A few stoves were temporarily set up in the hall... After everything was ready, it was time to wait for the competition to officially start!
"Master Zizhang, I don't know which judges Master Qiao invited to judge today?" Hongxiu came early because he wanted to help, and quietly approached Qiao Zizhang, asking softly.
"Hehe, it's okay to tell you now. My father invited Mr. Yin Zhao of Xianyang Mansion, Lu Yongquan, the owner of the 'Yipinxiang' restaurant opposite, of course, me and my father, and shopkeeper Li. Hongxiu, I heard that I will do it later Everyone can taste good dishes for free, it seems that today is a good day!" Qiao Zizhang said softly.
"Master Qiao, Shitou was accidentally injured last night. It seems that he will not be able to participate in the competition today." Shopkeeper Li hurriedly reported in a low voice when he saw Master Qiao coming.
"It's such an unfortunate coincidence, let him recuperate well! This kid is hardworking and intelligent, and he will have plenty of opportunities in the future!" Master Qiao frowned slightly.
Not long after, the neighbors who had already got the news gathered around one after another. Everyone was laughing and joking, which added a bit of relaxation to the tense competition.
Fang Dashi had a hand-holding cloth belt hanging around his neck, quietly hiding in the crowd. Also come to join in the fun.
After a while, the owner of "Yipinxiang" Mr. Lu arrived as promised with a smile on his face.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Jingyi, Yin of Xianyang Prefecture. He was also surrounded by everyone, and entered the Zuixian Tower.
It was Zhao Jingyi who took his seat on the judging bench. Line up on the left and right are Master Qiao, Boss Lu, Qiao Zizhang, and shopkeeper Li.
The four chefs who participated in the competition selection also stood behind the randomly assigned stoves.
At this moment, a group of soldiers in the distance, guarding a carriage with bright armor, slowly drove towards Zuixian Tower.
When the carriage stopped firmly at the gate of Zuixian Tower, the crowd of onlookers exclaimed in unison, who is this? So angry!
I saw two tall horses, mighty and high-spirited in front of the car. The car is made of bronze, painted with gold and silver, with a vermilion lacquer roof, and the body is exquisitely painted. Even the car curtain doesn't seem to be an ordinary cotton cloth, but looks like a tribute from the palace.
In front of the carriage was a man on horseback, wearing a dark gold-rimmed cloak over his green shirt. His eyebrows are like distant mountains, his eyes are like bright moons, and he is heroic. Behind him is a bright silver spear, shining brightly in the sun.
This person is not someone else. It is Sheng Yaoshan, Wu Kui, the son of the current Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
Wen Rou and Hong Xiu squeezed through the crowd, and naturally saw this dazzling scene, and just about to go up to see what happened, they heard a crisp sound of horseshoes beside the carriage.
When I looked up again, I saw a beautiful young man with a face like a crown of jade, dressed in white, suspected to be dusty, sitting leisurely on a white horse like snow, between his eyebrows and eyes, like a flying fairy, distant and peaceful.
"Ren Yue!" Rourou exclaimed in shock.
What kind of formation is this? How could these two meet again, didn't Sheng Yaoshan accompany the Ninth Prince back to Beijing for the New Year? Why did it appear in Xianyang at this moment? Could it be that in this car...
There was a burst of speculation in Wen Rou's heart.
Another person gasped and said: "My lord, you don't wait for Xiao Anzi!"
I saw a young man with the appearance of a domestic servant chasing after him with a pale face.
Isn't this Ren Yue's follower Xiao Anzi? Wen Rou had an impression of this little follower in her previous life. Years ago, Xiao Anzi also came here with Uncle De, the chief steward of the Ren Mansion. Gently trying to remember.
Now that Sheng Yaoshan is here, Ren Yue is also here, could it be that there are not just people sitting in this car...
Wenrou was thinking wildly, an immature child's voice.
"Brother Yaoshan, are you here? Xian'er is starving to death!"
It's the Ninth Prince!
There was a sudden joy in the gentle heart.
I saw that white and fat arm that looked like a lotus joint, stretched out with a chubby face.
Lifting the gorgeous door curtain, the Ninth Prince's chubby pink face poked out of the carriage again.
Xu Shi had been sitting in the car for a long time, and couldn't adapt to the bright sunshine outside for a while.
At this moment, Liu Xian clenched his chubby little hands slightly, curled up in front of his eyes, and after a while, he saw the familiar Zuixianlou through his fingers.
"Sister Wen! Sister Wen! Brother Yaoshan, I saw Sister Wen, hurry up and hug me!" Liu Xian stamped his feet back and forth on the carriage, clenched his hands into small fists, and looked anxious.
Sheng Yaoshan was still majestic and majestic just now. Hearing Liu Xian's trouble now, his heroic face suddenly vented. He let out a light breath and had to get off his horse. Then he carried the chubby Liu Xian down.
Ren Yue still rode proudly on Yingxue, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
He secretly smiled in his heart: Sheng Yaoshan, the champion of martial arts, is still a good nanny!
"Teacher, we're here!" Ren Yue turned slightly sideways and turned into the carriage.
A pair of skinny and powerful hands suddenly opened the door curtain, and the one who leaned out was none other than the famous Confucian Mr. Songtao of the Great Zhou!
"I don't know that His Highness the Ninth Prince and Mr. Songtao are here, and the lowly position is far away to welcome you!" Zhao Jing hurriedly got up when he saw this, and rushed to the gate of Zuixian Tower to salute.
Behind him, Master Qiao, Boss Lu and the others also cheered and surrounded them, saluting one by one.
"Get up!" Liu Xian said in a milky voice, with raised gestures.
"Hehe, my little boy Shuimo told me yesterday that there is a food competition in Zuixianlou today, and I brought everyone to join in the fun. It seems that the old man is not too late, hasn't it started yet?" Mr. Songtao got off The carriage said with a smile.
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince and Mr. Songtao came here, and immediately made the restaurant flourish, everyone, please come in quickly." Master Qiao greeted quickly.
"Let's just stand and watch, don't you interfere with your competition?" On the left is "Mr. Liuru" Sheng Yaoshan, on the right is "Mr. Wushuang" Ren Yue, and in front is the seven-year-old Ninth Prince Liu Xian. Follow the generals. Mr. Songtao just stood in the middle.
"No, no, sir, you really upset us, why should we sit? Sir, stand up! Mr. Songtao, please take your seat, today's chief judge. Mr. Songtao!" Zhao Jingyi hastily invited.
"Hehe, the old man has always loved food, but today he is disrespectful. I can't judge it. If I let the old man try it, I can participate in it, hehe." Mr. Song Tao was not humble. He strode towards the judges' seat and sat on it.
"Come on, General Sheng and Young Master Ren, please take your seat!" Master Qiao also kindly invited Ren Yue and Sheng Yaoshan to sit in the judging seat together.
Ren Yue waved his hand gracefully, "The teacher is here. How dare we judge at the same table as the teacher?"
Sheng Yaoshan smiled heartily, "Haha, if you talk about eating, Yaoshan will certainly do your part; if you talk about commenting, hehe. Yaoshan is not even a star and a half away! I'll just watch the battle and try it!"
"How can I miss my prince if there is delicious food! This prince wants to sit on it!" Liu Xian had been following Mr. Song Tao just now, and now he heard that there are delicious foods to try, so he immediately yelled, it seems. If you don't agree, you should roll all over the floor.
"His Royal Highness Ninth Prince's arrival is indeed a gift from the heavenly family. His Royal Highness Ninth Prince is not only for judging and tasting, but even if you order famous dishes and ask them to make dishes, it is not a bad idea! Come, His Highness Ninth Prince, please!" Zhao Jingyi I had seen Liu Xian's demeanor years ago, even though he was a six or seven-year-old kid, it was like walking on eggshells when serving him.
"I want to sit next to Mr.!" Liu Xian yelled with a small mouth, staggered to Mr. Songtao's side, climbed onto the seat on the left with great effort, and lay down on the chair carelessly, just waiting for the match to start Eat delicious food.
"Look, there's actually a child sitting there!" The crowd of onlookers, who didn't understand the situation, suddenly became agitated and began to point and point.
"Shh, don't talk nonsense, didn't you see that there was an old man sitting there? I heard that the old man is a high-ranking official from the capital. Didn't you see Mr. Zhao nodding and bowing?"
"Oh, really!"
"In my opinion, that child is not simple, maybe he is also a descendant of a famous family!"
"That's it."
"Ahem." Master Qiao coughed lightly, signaling for everyone to be quiet.
Shopkeeper Li stood up and said excitedly: "Now that everyone is ready, I announce the official start of the Zuixianlou culinary selection competition!"
Everyone's blood boiled.
"First of all, I'll announce the rules of the competition." Shopkeeper Li took out an envelope from his pocket, opened it in public, and said, "The competition is divided into four rounds, and each round is a competition of one dish, which is completed within an hour and tasted by seven judges on the stage. Points will be given later, and the points system will be adopted, and the winner with the first total score will win! In the competition, all are completed by one person in public, and no help or cheating is allowed, otherwise it will be considered invalid." After the shopkeeper Li said, he looked around, his eyes were serious. A little encouragement and trust.
Zuixianlou, famous buildings, famous chefs, no matter who is chosen to go to Xi'an, it is the great glory of Zuixianlou, and will carry forward and spread the reputation of Zuixianlou.
"Next, let's ask Mr. Songtao to reveal the first test questions for us in public!" Shopkeeper Li made a gesture of greeting after speaking. The pillar held a plate of vegetables, and inside it was a bright red envelope, which was still sealed. Seriously, send it to Mr. Songtao.
"It's quite formal!" Mr. Songtao squinted his eyes and smiled, carefully tore open the envelope, took out a neatly folded paper, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Today's first question is like making a cold dish. Not long after the beginning of spring, today's topic is about this 'spring', and the ingredients are optional."
"Spring? What kind of topic is this?"
"Can a cold dish make 'spring'? That's too much!"
Everyone whispered.
In the judge's seat, all the judges looked at each other and smiled. The key is that the topic is good, wonderful, and elegant, and the key is the occasion!
Diet, not only refers to food, but also a kind of food culture.
A dish uses whole grains, vegetables and fruits, or meat, livestock and eggs, but it contains extensive and profound content. Since ancient times, there have been several food books, which have been passed down from generation to generation, in order to make food culture, Passed down from generation to generation.
At this moment, the four chefs in the competition area seemed to have a plan in mind, and they went to the ingredient area one after another to choose their favorite ingredients.
Not long after, there was the sound of knives and shovels. It seems that this cold dish is not just as simple as cold cooking.
I saw that Wen Shouzheng was carefully washing the small green rapeseed, removing the old leaves, leaving only the tenderest cabbage core, and turning on the fire to boil water, and when the water boiled, throw the rapeseed heart into the pot and fry until cooked. ,immediately…
"Ah!" Everyone was fascinated by watching, only heard a scream.