In Xianyang City, in the Drunken Immortal Building.
"Chef Wen, hurry up, Mr. Songtao has already entered the city! Mr. Zhao asked me to come to inform you, and set up the banquet quickly, without any mistakes!" Another official got off his horse in a hurry, and came straight to the back kitchen .
"Oh? So fast! Luo Butou just left." Wen Shouzheng frowned slightly, and then said: "Understood, let Mr. Zhao rest assured, we will hold a banquet immediately!"
"Listen up, everyone, hurry up, the distinguished guests have already entered the city, and they will arrive in no time! Zhuzi, get ready to go!" Wen Shouzheng sent the official away, and inspected the back kitchen.
Seeing that all the dishes in the hands of the chefs have been formed, I feel a little relieved.
The most luxurious private room in Zuixian Tower, the Peony Hall.
The silver wire charcoal stove has already been placed, and although the wind is cold and windy outside the window, the house is full of warmth.
Shopkeeper Li commanded everyone in an orderly manner.
Bone china dishes and cups with exquisite gold painting, fine nanmu chopsticks covered with gold and carved flowers, and eight cold dishes are blooming layer by layer like peony flowers.
Fugui chicken shredded cup—golden and tender;
Tea-smoked sea bass—fresh and elegant;
Duck sliced rolls in honey sauce - oily and shiny;
Mature vinegar jellyfish head - strong and refreshing;
Refreshing three silks - full of fragrance;
Furong crispy lotus root - intended to charm;
Zen clothing white jade roll - mellow and long-lasting;
Five-color seasonal vegetable cake - bright color.
Eight colorful cold dishes, regardless of knife skills, color, plate arrangement, taste, and implication, are very representative of the superb skills of Chef Tang and Chef Zheng.
The exquisite wine vessel is filled with the 20-year number one scholar red brought by Master Qiao from the capital!
All kinds of desserts made by Chef Zhang are ready to be served: golden chestnut cake, soft pea yellow, sweet osmanthus crisp, and winter special horseshoe cake, small and exquisite, crystal clear, people can't bear it mouth!
At this moment, all the hot dishes have been prepared in the pot, and when Mr. Songtao arrives, the fire will be turned on.
"Rou'er, our sea cucumbers are almost out of the pot, let's go and see the dishes!" Wen Shouzheng turned around, quite satisfied, and returned to the stove with gentleness.
Open the lid of the pot, and with the rising white mist, a burst of strong fragrance hits the face.
What is slightly gurgling in the pot is the famous dish-scallion sea cucumber!
The plum-blossom ginseng is plump and plump. Wen Shouzheng uses dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, Shaoxing wine, sugar color, salt, soup hen juice, ginger juice, and shochu to add flavor to this scallion-flavored sea cucumber. !
The ginseng in the pot is bright and fragrant, and it is simmered, which is mouth-watering.
"Okay! It will be out of the pot to thicken the corn soon!" Wen Shouzheng turned it slightly with a spatula.
"Father, did you keep this sea cucumber for me too?" Wen Rou swallowed, and whispered.
"Well, that's natural! Follow Dad and study hard! Don't worry about eating hot and spicy food! By the way, don't tell your brother when you go back, you don't have much left!" Wen Shouzheng did not forget to remind.
"Haha, I got it, dad!" Rourou swallowed again, looking at Wen Shouzheng's slightly swollen belly, she thought to herself: How many good things must have been stolen!
In the city of Xianyang.
Ren Yue took the lead, unrestrained and unrestrained.
Mr. Song Tao rode his little donkey and followed leisurely behind.
Looking around from time to time, enjoying the lively market and beautiful scenery of Xianyang City.
The two followers followed closely behind, whispering, chatting and laughing from time to time.
Suddenly, the passers-by on both sides of the street, the hawkers doing business...all stopped their own business and looked up at the road.
From time to time, pointing, whispering, nodding in praise.
Needless to ask, I must have seen Pian Pianjia's son Ren Yue!
These days, Ren Yue stayed in Xianyang and was busy looking for a place for Mr. Songtao, but he usually ran around the countryside and the countryside, and occasionally went to the city to have a meal. This kind of appearance, which is out of the world, will make passers-by fascinated every time he appears .
"Mr. Songtao! Mr. Songtao!" Zhao Jingyi, who used to sit in a sedan chair, rode a horse for the first time today. His fat body swayed from side to side on the horse, and rushed over panting.
"Oh? Master Zhao, what's the matter?" Mr. Songtao didn't intend to stop at all, he sat on the little donkey, tilted his head, and asked lightly.
"Mr. Songtao has come all the way, and his humble job is to prepare thin wine. Let's find a simple restaurant nearby and order a simple meal!" Zhao Jingfang had already learned Mr. Songtao's temper at the gate of the city, and he walked with Sheng Yaoshan all the way, and even more Knowing that Mr. Songtao has always been clean and honest, he never mentioned the feast of Zuixianlou, but simplified it and invited Mr. Songtao to move.
"En, that's good too!" Mr. Songtao thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
"Mr. Songtao, please!" Zhao Jing stretched out his hand to signal.
At this moment, Sheng Yaoshan followed closely with all the generals, and a strange team appeared on the streets of Xianyang City.
A handsome young man led the way, and Governor Zhao led the way on horseback. Behind him was a mighty army, and in the middle was an unattractive old man riding a donkey!
Zuixianlou, located in the downtown area of Xianyang, is famous for its exquisite dishes, so most of the people who go in and out of it every day are well-dressed officials and businessmen.
Where there are many rich people, it is also a place where beggars gather.
Just like in the past, at this moment, there are many beggars scattered outside the Zuixian Tower.
Zhao Jingyi led Mr. Song Tao and others all the way to the gate of Zuixian Tower.
"Lord Songtao, please come inside!" Zhao Jing reined in his horse and stopped in front of the restaurant.
Mr. Songtao raised his eyes and saw a two-story restaurant located in a downtown street. The exterior decoration was exquisite, the door was spacious, and the front hall was bright, so he frowned.
"Master Zhao, is this what you call a humble restaurant? Master Zhao is really very particular about his life!" Mr. Song Tao sneered.
"Mr. Songtao, this... it's all on the outside. In fact, it's just a place to eat inside. Let's eat something simple. Please eat inside!" A head of sweat.
Mr. Song Tao slowly turned over and got off the donkey, Ren Yue followed closely beside him, his mouth tightly pursed, without any expression on his face.
As soon as you enter the gate, you will see the spacious, bright, and tidy front hall, where all kinds of tables, chairs, and tableware are dazzlingly bright.
It was meal time at this moment, and there was no one dining in the huge front hall.
"Master Zhao, why don't you have any guests!" Mr. Songtao said with a straight face.
"I don't know, sir. This restaurant is the best restaurant in Xianyang. It is usually full of people. Today we know that you are coming. Our Lord Zhao cleared the guests in advance, in order to create a quiet dining environment for you!" Master Explaining in a hurry.
"Master Zhao really took great pains!" Mr. Songtao glanced at Zhao Jingyi.
"Hello, Mr. Zhao! Hello, distinguished guest! Everything has been arranged, please come with me!" Shopkeeper Li personally received the reception, led Mr. Song Tao, Mr. Zhao, etc., and went straight to the private room on the second floor - Peony!
Pushing open the exquisite wooden door of Peony, Mr. Songtao's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stopped in his tracks.
045 Master Zhao Pays the Bill