I was engaged in construction in ancient times

If a city wants to become a real city, it must have its own urban culture and something that is recognized by everyone.The activities we have participated in together will remain in people's memories forever and become memories that will never fade.

The sense of ritual is something that everyone yearns for more or less.Participating in something together, working together for something, will generate a concept called "collective", which will greatly improve the cohesion of all people.

The wide avenue is already full of tables and chairs, and delicate, rough, and delicate dishes are placed on the long table. The hot fish and shrimp porridge is still steaming, and the spring rolls in the steamer are just There is a faint hint of sweetness, the freshly cooked sweet and sour fish is poured with the last sauce, and the strong smell of braised meat stimulates the nose.

There is only a little bit of star anise mixed in red pepper left-attractive sweetness, a handful of cumin is sprinkled on the roasted venison, and the pork coated with a layer of raw powder is rolled in hot oil Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the washed lettuce is boiled in salted boiling water for a few moments, and the color becomes more green. Take it out and place it on a snow-white porcelain plate, topped with the prepared sauce, it is crispy Refreshing and very appetizing.

"How do you cook this dish?"

"This dish? This is tofu soup."

"No wonder the smell has been coming out of the window of your house for the past few days. It turns out that it is fried chili oil."

"The sauce here is very good."

The long and unique flowing water seats were prepared one by one, and under the peach tree red lanterns on the side of the road, the lively Baijia Banquet began.Walking on the wide avenue, you leisurely hold the dishes and chopsticks, walk along the tables and chairs, follow your favorite dishes, and really eat all over the city.

The shops in Xinyang City are not stingy. On such a happy day, they naturally take out their signboards to greet the city residents. In the tavern, there are several jars of fine wine for people to taste. In front of the pastry shop, a rabbit-shaped , lotus and cinnamon-shaped pastries of various colors are sweet and lovely, and moving forward, there are several grilled fish restaurants. Fascinated people stop.

There is the ingenious one, which made a fiery red lantern bun and placed it in front of the shop, which greatly attracted the limelight.

The city is bustling with delicious food from thousands of households one after another, making people afraid that their stomachs are too small to taste more delicacies in various forms. There are endless delicacies throughout the whole noon, and everyone is talking about it. : Whoever's food is eaten up, whoever's family will have great blessings this year.

So devout men and believers solicited customers in front of their doors, trying every means to attract a few Gods of Wealth to come and taste, "Come and taste my food, my food is very good."

"Eat my buns, my wife has made them for more than ten years!"

"My brine is more flavorful!"

"..."

In order to obtain that good fortune, the wind of comparison could not help rising. There was an old man who lost face in the first year's hundred-family banquet, and practiced his cooking skills afterward. The founder of "Zhenweixuan", this matter has been passed down as a good story.

The custom of Baijia Banquet has been handed down.

Except for him, everyone wanted this kind of lottery, so that every household in Xinyang City had practiced good cooking skills.Later, someone came to Xinyang City from other places and ate an ordinary meal in a family's house. He was astonished and said, "I have never eaten such a delicious dish in my life." As a result, the family said to him: "My food is the worst in this street!" At first, the man refused to believe it, but after eating all over the city, he realized that the family did not lie to him... A six or seven-year-old child who practiced cooking hard since childhood can cook good dishes.

Every family studies cooking skills, this is a gourmet paradise!

Duan Shubai also prepared a table of delicacies at home.

"Let's go! Go eat dumplings at the general's place. I heard that the general's wife and the general made the dumplings themselves!"

"You must eat the dumplings made by the general, and you will be blessed."

Duan Shubai expected today's bustle, all the specially prepared dumplings, he and Xiao Yuhe, together with the servants of the family, made thousands of dumplings together, and placed them at the door, one by one on the ground pot or on the steamer , steamed and boiled, to ensure that everyone can taste it.

The reformed Ma Xiaoliu squeezed in and "grabbed" four dumplings, then got out and offered them to his pregnant daughter-in-law Zhang Lihua, "Daughter-in-law, try it, the dumplings made by the general and his wife."

Zhang Lihua, with her hair in a bunch, smiled, and took a bite out of the dumpling with her chopsticks. She spit it out and saw that there was a copper coin inside.

"This copper coin has to be kept and passed on to our son in the future."

The couple left happily.

"This year, oh no, it's last year's harvest scene, the most powerful one I've ever seen in my life, old man!"

"We haven't had such a festive time in Yangzhou for many years."

"Thank you General!"

"Since General Duan came, our Yangzhou has had a good harvest. Our general must be a god. Hey, I have to eat a few more dumplings to reap the blessings."

"Old Li's family, can you give me the copper coins you just ate?"

"Bah, you are so beautiful."

After the feast of hundreds of families started, Duan Shubai also helped Xiao Yuhe to eat along the main road. Xiao Yuhe could go to whichever house he wanted. Seeing him stop at the table in front of his house, the meals that the general and his wife have used can last for several years.

"Back then, General Duan had eaten dishes made by your grandfather and me!"

Just think about it!

Xiao Yuhe stopped in front of a table, and Duan Shubai took a piece of hot pancake with a dish, tasted it himself before feeding it to Xiao Yuhe, Xiao Yuhe squinted his eyes and took a bite, sandwiched Banana stuffed pancakes, his eyes lit up, and he praised: "It's delicious."

Seeing that he was eating happily, Duan Shubai couldn't help laughing, and then praised him.

The uncle who was making pancakes was from Jianzhou. This was their local delicacy. He rubbed his hands, feeling very honored by the general and his wife's compliment.

This banana pancake became famous later on. This uncle opened a pancake stall in Xinyang City, and it has been preserved for hundreds of years, just like the Zhenwei Restaurant above.

Xiao Yuhe supported his swollen belly, looked to the left, and looked again. It was actually the first time he had seen such a grand event. He couldn't help but smile like the people around him.

Duan Shubai led Xiao Yuhe all the way forward, walked through the residential areas, and passed the dormitories of the soldiers.

Tables were also placed in front of those small wooden buildings, and a few big men rushed back and forth in a hurry.

"Troubleshooting, nerve-wracking."

"The general is too troublesome. We soldiers have to serve a table of food in each dormitory. This is not troublesome. I can't even steam rice, and I am asked to cook."

Each dormitory was also asked to make a table of food, which broke the brains of these soldiers. Can the things they make be edible?The general really wants to kill these old men.

The complaining soldier looked around and complained, "Old cow, old cow, where did he go?"

"That bastard Lao Niu has already led a group of soldiers, jumped into the crowd with bowls, and went to eat and drink everywhere."

"Only the two of us are left here, are these bastards still human? Why don't we get rid of the table in our dormitory, and let's go eat and drink?"

"Go, go, it's that our dormitory is the worst. We haven't got all eight plates. How can we make a difference? The captain said that the worst table will be punished."

"What punishment?"

"It seems to be going to watch the night on New Year's Eve next year..."

"My God, let's work hard, hey, hey, I think that group of people took a few burnt corn and it counts as a dish, should we learn from them?"

"It's a last resort—it's the only way to go, brother, let's slip away when we have enough."

Liang Feng, who was sitting on the table with his long legs dangling back and forth, clicked his tongue in distaste. As a chef in the army, he was not afraid of a whole table of dishes, let alone one dish. That table dish, he made it all by himself!Guaranteed to be delicious in color and fragrance.

There was not a single piece of pork in the dishes he was in charge of!

Especially without any wild boar!

Liu Dong, that dead man, actually urged him to cook a wild boar feast in front of everyone, Liang Feng knocked on the table with his eyes closed, and asked him to cook a wild boar feast, he would never even think about it in his life.

Jiang Bai looked at him, sneered secretly and patted Zhi Yongjun's shoulder: "Look, how much I feel sorry for them... I can't bear to make a piece of wild pork, my feelings are so deep..."

Zhi Yongjun and him looked at each other, hehehe smiled and said: "If I also have such a past, I won't let it go."

Hey hey hey hey.

Liang Feng was gnashing his teeth at the side, don't think that he is deaf and can't hear the voice of hehehe.

His heartless brother has already wandered around with his future sister-in-law, Tingting. It's really sad that he is alone here.

Zhang Changle shook his hand, a blister was formed on his hand, he couldn't help complaining together: "What do you think about our general, you actually force us to cook..."

"That's right, how could we do it!"

"It's probably a decision I made when I woke up!"

Duan Shubai, who had long ears, heard the loud voice, rubbed his wrists, asked Qiu Ran to take care of Xiao Yuhe, jumped to Zhang Changle's side in three steps and two steps, and scolded with a smile: "What are you arranging for me?"

Zhang Changle's expression froze, and he shook like a rattle, "No, we didn't say anything."

Duan Shu gave him a clear look, and gave him a small threatening look.

Do it yourself!

Duan Shu smiled with his lips hooked like a mystery, grabbed the shoulders of his confidant, hooked his fingers to attract a few people to listen, and said in a kind tone of a caring big brother: "I let you practice cooking for the sake of How are you guys, look at the bachelors in our army, how many meals they can cook, and how much money they can get when they find a wife in the future, look at me, the general, I also wash my hands and make soup..."

"Let me tell you, it feels different to make food for someone you like. Why is it different? Come on, let me explain to you..."

"It just so happens that we have time today..."

General Duan's class has started.

Zhang Changle: "..."

Jiang Bai: "..."

Zhi Yongjun: "..."

You probably forgot what the kennel looked like in the small wooden building before, but the three of them still remember it.

Seeing this, Liang Feng ran over and yelled loudly: "General, come to our table and try my Liang Feng's craftsmanship!"

Zhang Changle said quickly: "Yes yes yes yes, let's taste Xiaofengzi's handicraft together."

"Yeah, yeah, there's wild boar meat on it!"

"Yes, yes, pork, you must have heard of Liang Feng's pork!"

"Pork?" Liang Feng yelled: "You guys are kidding me, aren't you? If you can find a plate of pork here, I'll take your surname."

Duan Shubai patted the young man on the shoulder to express his comfort.

Xiao Yuhe couldn't help laughing behind him.