[Comprehensive] Intermittent complacency

The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty. ``

The title "Apricot Blossom Rain" is a coincidence.

Many literati always like to show off their literary talent and coquettishness, saying something like "the rain of apricot blossoms wets the clothes" and "the east wind in the rain of apricot blossoms", commenting one by one, so lively.

But when the people around asked loudly, "Then tell me what the topic means! How do you do it?" Everyone became dumb and couldn't say a word.

"Xinghuayu..." The little boss frowned and repeated, "Xinghua, Xinghua...not pear blossoms, not peach blossoms..."

He sized up the young prince sitting on the high platform with a scrutiny in his eyes, but that person was so sensitive, as soon as Liu Maoxing's eyes touched him, he looked over and met Liu Maoxing's eyes.

There was nothing in his pitch-black eyes, and the little master felt that his breathing was stagnant, and his face flushed.

He didn't dare to look at him presumptuously, but let Liu Maoxing confirm at a glance that this topic was not about how much he liked poetry, but just a random decision without any emotion or color.

If you don't bring it, it doesn't mean I don't.

Xiaodangjia walked towards the ingredients area seriously, and he hoped that his works could get the highest recognition.

Similarly, Lan Feihong also thinks so, he also understands that this Prince Rong is just a random question, not as unparalleled as those exaggerated fawning people hype, so, as long as it is cooked with heart, Presumably the prince will like it.

The time for material selection will not be too much, because the whole competition is only given a stick of incense time, material selection is another calculation, probably less than half a cup of tea [1], so the contestants are also given time.

Twenty chefs participated in the competition, and 19 of them went to choose the ingredients. Only one of them stayed where he was, staring blankly at the man on the high platform.

The whispering voices around became louder and louder, and everyone was discussing, "Who is this?! Why don't you choose a talent?"

"Eh? You don't know me either! I don't know me either. I've never heard of this chef..."

"It's strange...but we don't know so many people, so the ones who can participate in this competition probably won't be so bad, right?"

"Then why doesn't he choose the ingredients now! Let others wait for him alone, isn't it good?"

"who knows……"

"..."

It's not that he didn't hear the voices of the people around him, but An Feng just couldn't move.

When the imperial decree arrived, he would never forget his mood at that time, what kind of excitement and pride it was!He thought it was because he was famous for working in a restaurant, and the Holy Majesty knew how good he was, so he sent an imperial decree to let him participate in the competition.

He thought that the owner of the restaurant really helped him, after all, he couldn't forget how he entered the Huibin Building to help the chef.

However, all of this was shattered when they saw the people on the high platform.

It can't be him!An Feng told himself in his heart, but he couldn't convince his heart, what is guilty conscience, he finally realized now.

Does Prince Rong like herself so much?Because you are attached to your own body, you want to get back your sincerity?His quota was given by him!

In an instant, regret, touch, helplessness, anger, all kinds of emotions were mixed together, and An Feng froze in place helplessly.

He didn't recover until the little eunuch gave him a push from behind.

"What are you doing! Waiting to have a baby!" Rolling his eyes, the little eunuch scolded in a shrill voice.

An Feng was taken aback, and immediately became annoyed, "You bastard! How did you talk! I'm thinking about the exam questions!" When he thought that the prince liked him so much and wanted to save his heart, he came up with such a trick, and his tone was It's even worse, "Let them wait before I finish! It's messing with me, watch your head!"

After threatening him, he glanced at Prince Rong meaningfully.

Everyone: dumbfounded.jpg

Little eunuch: ... What the hell?

Lou Bei: ...? ?

Under the complicated gazes of the crowd, "Fuck, you manipulated you in secret, you're shameless, you're actually looking for a child prostitute", Lou Bei's face turned dark immediately. He didn't miss the eyes cast by Lan Feihong and Xiaodangjia, which clearly changed from appreciation from the beginning Became disgusted.

Damn mental retardation... Is there something wrong with this person's brain? ?

Looking at Jiang Xue, Prince Rong smiled at the frightened little eunuch, "Eunuch Du, just perform your duties."

As soon as the voice fell, the audience was in an uproar.

An Feng was slapped in the face in an instant, his face was so pale, and everyone was watching gossipingly, what's wrong?Falling in love and killing each other? !Abandon husband and son?Elope to the end of the world?

In his head, he was full of deep palace dramas, but on his face he looked affectionate.

Although everyone didn't say anything, they all understood that this An Feng might not be that simple, even if it wasn't sent by Prince Rong, it would have something to do with Prince Rong!

"My lord..." the official at the side approached cautiously and asked.

Lou Bei waved his hand, and glanced at the boy obediently going to the ingredients section to fetch things with a half-smile, "What's the matter?"

"My lord, do you want to..." Admiral Zhang made a one-size-fits-all gesture, indicating that this young man named An Feng should be eliminated directly.

Lou Bei chuckled, "They're not wrong, it was indeed the king who brought that kid in."

"!!!" Admiral Zhang's eyes widened, my lord, did you admit that you had an affair with him? !

Unexpectedly, the invisible prince gave him a cool look, and his tone was inexplicably strange, full of anticipation and stubbornness, "Well, I want to keep it for fun, don't you think the higher you climb, Does the fall hurt more?"

Admiral Zhang: "..." My lord, you really have a vision!

——Go to hell with shaking s!I hope you explode instantly!

The main ingredient chosen by Xiaodang was crucian carp, Lan Feihong chose meat, eggs, green onions, and glutinous rice, Xie Qi chose his best pasta, and Ren chose beef.

When it was time for An Feng, he hesitated for a long time, but he went to the pastry section and chose to make noodles.

A stick of incense was lit at a corner of the high platform, and the moment it was lit, the game officially started.

With the beating of gongs and drums, [-] chefs took up their positions one after another, and started this competition busily.

Lou Bei rested his chin and closed his eyes slightly, holding a small hand warmer in the other hand, which was stuffed by the nanny to him before he left, saying that the prince should pay attention to his health, it is still very cold in the cold spring.

He didn't feel how cold the weather in the north was at first, but he felt the bitterness when he arrived in the capital. Unlike the humidity in the south, the cold here is like a knife, cutting the skin bit by bit.

She lazily glanced at the chefs in the audience, the little master had been cleaning the fish, this competition stipulated that no assistants were allowed, so Mei Li also stared at the little master nervously on the high stage.Although Liu Maoxing will do his best at the end every time, but the process is really sweating, and this time is no exception.

Lou Bei once again set his sights on Ren, the legendary owner of the "Seven Star Knife" in the dark culinary world. He really showed his knife skills in this competition, and his handling of beef was amazing.

Lou Bei is very sensitive to eyesight. When he observed these chefs, he found that someone was also looking at him.He raised his eyebrows high, so bold?Why did you choose to watch yourself instead of cooking in such a short period of time?

Squinting his eyes and looking back, sure enough, as he thought in his heart, Lan Feihong's eyes were fixed on him. His eyes were light brown and very pretty.

The young man upstairs didn't avoid his eyes, but just looked over lightly, pursed his lips, his slightly whitish color looked a little sick.

The corners of Lan Feihong's eyes glanced at the rice soaked in the water basin, and it had become translucent. It seemed that it was almost done. He withdrew his eyes from looking at the "prince" and focused on the things in his hands.

First, take out the prepared meat filling, hold the meat in your hand, squeeze out a round dumpling, then dig it out with a spoon, put it into the soaked glutinous rice, and roll it.

Lan Feihong seemed to have an indescribable sense of beauty when he did this kind of thing. He is indeed a handsome man of his generation. I heard that he is already in his thirties?

Lou Bei nodded thoughtfully, the small stove in his hand was warm, making him drowsy.

The long-haired man over there put the finished things into the steamer, and then he was peeling something in his hands. Soon, he saw that the plate was covered with a thin layer of light rice-colored filaments.

The time passed quickly, and the people around watched the competition nervously, and several judges were also talking in low voices which one was better at cooking and was more comfortable with cooking.

The last cigarette was turned into ashes, and the moment it was extinguished, a gong sounded "Boom--".

"time up----"

All the chefs stopped what they were doing and stood in front of their tables with their hands behind their backs, and then the little eunuchs who invigilated the examination took away the dishes they had just prepared.

The first person to serve was Jie Qi. He followed those people to the high platform, saluted respectfully, and said slowly, "My dish is a dessert called 'Apricot Blossom Melaleuca'."

The first dish is dessert, which is too unfair to Xie Qi.Several judges looked at each other, and finally landed on Lou Bei. The latter sat up lightly, picked up the chopsticks in his hand, and gently picked up the divided cakes on the plate.

Although this dessert is called apricot flower mille-feuille, it is still somewhat different from mille-feuille cake. For example, in the place where mille-feuille cake is alternated, it is a transparent cold cake steamed from apricot blossom jam and syrup, which is paired with sent-out cake , and the crispy nuts in the middle are extremely refreshing.

How could Prince Rong nod his head when he ate something? !

So several ministers also put the apricot flower cake into their mouths, and were immediately captured by the light sweetness.

"It doesn't have the sourness of apricot blossoms, nor is it sweet, but it feels addictive. I want to keep eating it. I think the current emperor will like this dessert!" Minister Li nodded repeatedly, "Master Xie Qi ,very good!"

Lou Bei also thought it was good, but he was more looking forward to the next one.

At the same time as Xie Qi turned around, a man in the audience also took steps and walked up the high platform slowly.

"Next, Lan Feihong—"