Youjia Inn

The palace banquet is set in the back garden, full of guests.In early summer around May, peonies are in full bloom.

A few pots of peonies are randomly placed in the garden. When you turn your head or turn a corner, you will see a mass of bright red or bright yellow, and the flowers and landscapes are well integrated. It seems careless, but it is actually full of care.

I don't know what method I used, but the peony flowers can bloom so recklessly and brightly at night. Viewing flowers under the lamp is like appreciating beauties under the lamp. The beauty is three points better.

Jingmei, the dishes on the table are even more gorgeous, half of the limelight of the flowers is taken away by the dishes.

Shredded chicken soup with bird's nest, stewed pork tendon with sea cucumber, shredded razor clam and radish soup, shredded pork belly with kelp, stewed pearls with abalone, mussel and shrimp roe soup, shark's fin and crab soup, stewed chicken with mushrooms, potter's wheel hammer, stewed ham with fish maw, shark skin chicken Juice soup, blood powder soup,,,,,, a variety of dishes, complete in color, fragrance, and color, have won unanimous praise from guests.

If it weren't for the banquet, some people would abandon the etiquette and stretch out their claws to feast on it.

The 60-year-old prince is hale and hearty, with a rosy face, and he is very happy to eat. He repeatedly praised the excellent craftsmanship of this year's chef.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

The dishes were all served, and the cook, who had been busy all day, was finally able to let go of his tense nerves, and gathered together in twos and threes to chat and rest, waiting to receive the reward.

Xiao Dao stood alone in the corner, his mind was full of Tao and soul.After returning from Jinxi, Xiaodao's doubts were not resolved, but even more so. As the master said, he has already reached the peak in terms of skills, but in terms of soul, he is completely at a loss.

Doubts piled up like a snowball, thinking about cooking, dreaming about it, and trying to break my head with a knife, but I couldn't think of any method to use to fry the broken golden rice that satisfied the master.

Fortunately, for the knife, the skill of cooking has been imprinted in the depths of the brain just like breathing, and has become a survival instinct.

Otherwise, under Xiaodao's absent-minded situation, he might cause some big trouble.

"Master Xiaodao, add longevity noodles to the main table."

"Okay." Xiaodao seemed to have heard it but didn't hear it, and answered in a daze, and began to mechanically knead, cut, and lay down.

"Hey, Master Xiaodao, what are you doing here, King Ning wants to see you, you are in a hurry, hurry up."

Someone came into the kitchen and hurried away, and someone hurried away.It is estimated that the servants of the palace are too busy today, and they don't touch the ground.

I don't know who led the way, and I don't know how to get there, so Xiaodao came to the main table with a bowl of hot noodles in a daze.

"Bold and unruly, are you still being rude when you see King Ning?" Someone shouted.

Xiaodao came back to his senses, holding the noodles, and looked stupidly at a large table, and saw that it was a dignitary of noble birth.

"Forget it, forget it, let him put the birthday peaches first, it's rare for someone to make such delicious birthday peaches." The old prince smiled kindly.

Xiaodao's heart skipped a beat, thinking something was wrong, how could it be Shoutao?

An ominous premonition arose spontaneously, and Knife held the bowl of Longevity Noodles and knelt by the table, trying to keep his voice steady, and said, "I beg Ning Wang to forgive me, because the communication was wrong, so Caomin did not make longevity peaches, and Caomin did not make longevity peaches. Just go and make another one, please forgive me, King Ning."

"It's okay, don't bother any more, everything Master Knife cooks is delicious, just serve it up."

King Ning was notoriously good-natured, and when he heard that Xiaodao had made a wrong dish, he was not angry at all, but instead helped Xiaodao to relieve him.

The ominousness in Xiaodao's heart seemed to have turned into a capable hand, grabbing Xiaodao's thumping heart.

Come on, come on, come on, it's a blessing, not a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.Xiaodao got up and put the bowl of Changshou on the table.

The noodles have been kneaded and beaten many times to produce the toughness of the tendons. A single noodle can nest in a whole bowl without breaking.

The noodle soup is hot and snow-colored bone broth, with golden poached eggs rolled with a trace of burnt edges lying on a row of emerald green vegetables.

A few small brown shiitake mushrooms become round and lovely after soaking up the broth. Put them aside for decoration and enrich the texture of the noodles.

The big shots at the main table were speechless when they saw this bowl of longevity noodles, and they didn't even dare to vent their anger.

After a while, the little prince who sat next to King Ning waved his hands and said something.

That tone sounded in Xiaodao's ears, as if saying "delay, kill."

A maid came forward and was about to take away the bowl of longevity noodles.

"Don't take it away, put it down, I'll try it, since Xiaowan left, I haven't eaten longevity noodles in all these years."

The old prince put the noodles in front of him, "Oh, it's rare for someone to make them today. If you don't eat them once, you may even forget the taste of longevity noodles."

Standing aside, Xiao Dao suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

The same nostalgic tone, the same sad and expectant eyes, this, isn't this the same as the day the master ate fried rice?

Can my bowl of noodles satisfy King Ning?

Xiaodao's heart jumped up to his throat, nervous and excited, staring at King Ning's every move intently.

King Ning picked up the chopsticks and picked up the noodles tremblingly.The noodles are in the mouth, but the taste is unknown.King Ning put down his chopsticks dejectedly, and sighed: "It seems that I will never be able to eat such delicious noodles again. Xiaowan, alas, yes, except for Xiaowan, who else would be as hardworking as her?" Let’s make this bowl of noodles.”

The old prince talked about the past between him and his first wife, the more he talked, the more sad he became, his eyes were red, and the tears flowed down, that is called an old man with tears, no matter how much the children and grandchildren around him tried to persuade him, it was completely useless.

Xiao Dao seemed to be struck by lightning, he stood there blankly, it didn't matter whether he was punished or not, the last time he was just reincarnated as a human being, and most importantly, he seemed to have touched a little bit of the mysterious soul-eating.

Carefully?Is it hard work?No, no, it seems to be a little bit right. Did I not care about it?

Master Chef and King Ning were dissatisfied with the dishes I made. They have one thing in common, that is, they have already eaten dishes made by others.

Moreover, everyone who cooks has died. Could it be that only the dead can make the best food?

No, it's impossible.The dishes I cook are absolutely fine, and they are absolutely delicious at the highest level.

In the end, what else do I lack in order to make that kind of delicacy that people will never forget for a lifetime, and what others can do is better than it?

Everyone in front of them ate happily, just because of this last bowl of small longevity noodles, the old birthday star was devastated, and this banquet for the old prince's birthday was completely messed up.

Xiaodao, the culprit, was still standing there in a daze, which was particularly eye-catching.The little prince rubbed his temples with a headache, and winked at the butler beside him.The butler immediately leaned forward and listened to the order without saying a word.

The butler walked quickly to the knife, saw that the person was still standing there, waved his hand, two tall and strong servants walked out from nowhere, took the knife and left.

The four disappeared from the banquet scene as quickly as possible.

At the small gate of the palace, the two servants threw their knives out with great force.

Xiaodao drew an elegant arc in mid-air, and fell to the ground with his feet upside down. The pain drove Xiaodao's messy thoughts out of his mind, and he woke up.

"Master Xiaodao, you messed up the noodles, made the old prince sad, and caused everyone to break up. No matter what, I want you to keep a hand, so that you can never make longevity noodles again.

But Xiao Wang is also kind, and today is the old prince's birthday, so he won't see blood, so, this is cheap for you, and you can save your life and hands.But, in the boundary of the capital, you can't stay here any longer, so hurry up and leave. The housekeeper sighed, and then said, "Master Xiaodao, have you offended someone recently? Be careful, maybe you won't be so lucky next time." "

After finishing speaking, the two servants slammed the door shut.

Xiaodao stood up with gritted teeth, and checked the wound.It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little bit of skin and a little bruise, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

Alas, it's really unlucky, there are still three pastries that I haven't finished learning, so I'm leaving the capital?

It's a pity, it's a pity, it's hard for me to find a way, alas, the prince is not someone who can let you ask clearly.Walk around, take a few more years and I don't believe I can't figure out what's going on.

Knife rubbed his swollen wrist and moved forward with a sigh.After walking a few steps, Xiaodao's eyes went dark, and something hard hit the back of his head, causing a burst of dizziness.

The knife fell to the ground again.After waking up, it was already the next morning, the golden sun shone into Xiaodao's face, and Xiaodao gradually regained consciousness.

Surrounded by a completely unfamiliar environment, there is only a dirt road dug in front of him, a field that has been abandoned for a long time, and a dilapidated thatched hut not far away.

His body seemed to be completely run over by a carriage, and there was no pain anywhere on his body.Xiaodao wanted to support the ground and stand up, but there was a heart-rending pain in his right hand.Heh, it's probably a discount, and I won't be able to cook for a while.

Xiaodao endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth, and struggled to stand up with the strength of his left hand.

Some fragments of last night flashed through my mind, and my memory seemed to be that a group of people gave themselves a sap and then punched and kicked frantically?

who is it?Do I have any enemies in the capital?

The wave of Zhengxing Building, or the wave of Donglai Building, no, have I communicated with them too much, is it necessary for them to play such a heavy hand?

After walking a few steps while panting, the knife fell to the ground again, dripping with cold sweat, and still had the slightest strength to move.

When this person is unlucky, he can stuff his teeth with a sip of cold water.The knife fell on the muddy ground and couldn't move, and it started rumbling and thundering that day.

As expected, the first second of summer is sunny, and the second second is torrential rain.The cold rain hit the knife, and the pain was infinitely magnified.

Knife desperate in the rain.This desolate country and ridges are really called "every day should not be called the earth is not working", the house leaks happen to rain all night, alas, I won't just die in the wild, right?

Xiaodao's brain began to feel dizzy, the scene in front of him began to blur, his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and the feeling of dizziness struck again.