On the Lantern Festival.

A bustling neighborhood in Jinguan City is decorated with lights and colors.

In the morning, Ye Feizhou followed Liu Lao Taigong to inspect the venue. This was a large venue with doors on all sides. It was three stories high and was like a palace building, with a magnificent momentum.

Ye Feizhou stood on a high platform and watched around. The Liu clan members and staff who were busy upstairs and downstairs gave him the feeling of watching the crowds in the football hall.

This Liu family selection was unexpectedly held in this "Flying Pavilion".

In fact, the "Fei Tian Pavilion" is not exclusive to the Liu clan. The Zhu clan in Shu also has half of the right to use it. Over the past century, two clans of the same clan and the same origin have caused friction and conflicts due to the use of the palaces and pavilions in this area more than once.

Flying!

These two words are enough to show that the builder of this venue is Zhu Qi, the former "Flying Heaven Great Saint", rather than the chef Liu Maoxing.

At the location where Ye Feizhou stood, there was a bronze statue of a person several meters high, which was naturally erected by later generations to commemorate Zhu Qi.

Looking up, I looked up at the sky. The view was full of exquisite lanterns!

When night falls, the Lantern Festival atmosphere created by these lanterns will definitely make people here intoxicated.

"Decades ago, this Feitian Pavilion was one of the top famous buildings in China. It hosted many cooking competitions and important food. Decades later, even the locals have forgotten its past glory, and their eyes can only see the towering white jade building in the Forbidden City!" Old Lady Liu sighed.

Ye Feizhou just smiled and didn't say anything, but added in his heart:

Wuyi Lane, no surname is Wang.

Phoenix Platform, pile of weeds.

Although he was only in his early twenties, he had heard too many ups and downs from his masters, and had a full view of the rise and fall of the Chinese world over the past few decades, and felt a sense of calmness that had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

However, his eyes fell on the bronze statue of the figure in front of him, and Ye Feizhou couldn't help but whisper: "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes!"

Countless heroes have disappeared in the long river of history.

However, the light emitted before disappearing is dazzling enough that future generations can remember them.

But how many cooks and recipes are truly remembered in later generations?

Ye Feizhou was very impressed with the fact that his name was left in history, and it can be seen from his flashing eyes.

At this time.

A Liu family manager came hurriedly and handed over a thick stack of famous posts to the old lady Liu, and said, "Taigong, some uninvited industry authorities have submitted famous posts to the mansion, saying that they will come to the scene to watch the selection of this session. See how to answer them."

The old man with a cane frowned and looked at the famous posts folded on his hands, and found that things were not simple.

"So many industry people submit famous posts?"

This is a polite inquiry. After all, the Liu family is the organizer of the selection. They go to the guest area of ​​the venue to take a chair at will. Although the Liu family will not drive people away, those bigwigs in the industry cannot put down their airs.

Old Lady Liu looked through the famous posts and looked at the names, "Well? The industry insiders in Jingxiang land account for 70 to 80% of them, and there are more than 20 people, two of whom are Lin Chu?"

The brows were even more frowned into the character Sichuan!

"Flying Zhou!" Old Lady Liu looked at Ye Feizhou, "What's going on?"

Ye Feizhou smiled bitterly: "Taigong, I don't know either!"

"Isn't this your master arranged to come and watch the ceremony?"

The master Liu clan leader mentioned was Huang He. Ye Feizhou could hear it. He shook his head: "I have no contact with Master Huang these days."

"This is strange. Most of the authority of the Jingxiang Chef Alliance has come. If we include the two elders who submitted the famous post, yes, Wei Zhong and the three elders of the Jingxiang Chef Alliance are Qi Zhi... Hiss!"

The old man took a sudden breath.

"I'll tell you why." A sudden voice was heard behind her.

"Lan Fengxian?"

Old Lady Liu turned around.

Lan Fengxian walked over, put his hands on the railings of the high platform, turned his head and carefully looked at the bronze statue of the Great Saint of Feitian. After a while, he looked around and saw the venue as big as a football field. "Tonight, this Feitian Pavilion is probably going to make people recall many things again."

The smile on the corner of the mouth seemed meaningful.

Dongdong!

The crutches hit the ground, and the rapid frequency showed that Old Lady Liu was uneasy.

Who knew that Lan Fengxian added another sentence:

"Fei Tian Pavilion, it's been a long time since I've been in charge of a heavyweight halberd, right?"

Upon hearing this, Old Lady Liu was shocked.

Food halberd?

Ye Feizhou was on the side, his face shook, "Is there a food halberd happening today? Who and who are with whom? Old Lan knows the inside story, and a large number of seniors from Jing Xiang come..." All the clues pointed to the two people he was familiar with.

One is a fellow disciple. In recent years, his reputation as the "supervised Noodle King" has gradually gained public recognition.

The other is the devil who once defeated himself.

Of course, when Ye Feizhou thought of that crushing defeat, he felt unwilling and a little depressed, but more of it was admiration and respect for his powerful peers.

Are these two people going to collide?

Ye Feizhou hurriedly left Feitian Pavilion, not going to Wei Zhong’s place, but went directly to the old Xia house.

...

On the other side.

A resort inn near the suburbs, under the Baiyun Pavilion industry.

"Brother Wei!"

"Brother Duan!"

"Brother Wang!"

The guest team from Jingchu Alliance was in a mighty manner and settled in the inn.

The two leading chefs, one named Duan Hong and the other named Wang Qian, met Wei Zhong in a delicately decorated room, and sat down to drink and chat, and the atmosphere was even relaxed.

These two are both experts of Chu Cai.

As Chu cuisine, which originated from the province of Thousand Lakes and the hometown of fish and rice, can actually summarize its characteristics in one sentence: it is based on aquatic products and fish and food.

Duan Hong is best at a traditional famous dish called "Jingsha Fish Cake". According to legend, the history of this famous dish can be traced back to the Yao and Shun period. The recipe was created by Nuying. Later, in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, this fish cake was regarded as the "head plate" of the palace banquet of the King of Chu, so the name of the palace dishes has been spread to this day.

The second elder of the alliance, Lin Chu and Wang Qian, came from the "Northern Flavored Cuisine" in the Chucai series. The representative works are traditional and improved dishes with personal characteristics, such as the "Sanyingpan" and the "Wudang Monkey Head".

"Brother Wei, I won't say much, I wish you a victory!" Wang Qian raised his glass.

"Dry!"

Wei Zhong and Wang Qian both drank a glass of rice wine.

Duan Hong was about to put the chopsticks on a plate of steamed Wuchang fish on the table, but the chopsticks suddenly stopped in the air. The Jing Chulin Chu stared at the delicious fish dishes, and the shadow of a big golden fish appeared in his mind. He put down the chopsticks and couldn't help but smile: "The same is Lin-level, but the cooking skills are high and low. Brother Wang and I are at the middle level, but Brother Wei is different. I am afraid that in the Chinese world, only Brother Wei, who stands at the peak, will dare to send a letter of food and war to the Demon King Xia."

Wang Qian also expressed his feelings: "Yes, that Xia Demon King can't underestimate it!"

It cannot be underestimated.

Speaking of the Demon King, this Lin Chu's eyes were full of fear.

"Although Jingchu is big and Baiyun Pavilion is also a big family and a big business, only Wei Zhong can control this devil!"

Duan Hong and Wang Gan looked at each other with a dark look. On the flight when they arrived, the two had a lot of exchanges about this food.

The Chinese world is vast, but the area has been reduced to one province and one region, and in fact, there are only a few Linchus.

For example, there are three Lin Chus in Jingchu, namely Wei Zhong, Duan Hong, and Wang Gan!

They are elders of the Jingchu Chef Alliance, so there is also a saying in the Chinese world that to know which region, the number of chefs in the cuisine depends on the number of elders in the local Chef Alliance.

In fact, the Jingchu Alliance is pretty good. With Huang He who is the one who is the Great Elder, his influence is not as good as that of the Imperial Capital Alliance, Shanghai Alliance, and Guangzhou Alliance, but overall it is a first-class level, which is not as good as the top and more than the bottom.

This time, the food and halberd is related to the rise and fall of a cuisine, a provincial alliance, and Duan Hong and Wang Gan are very concerned about it.

The two looked at each other.

"What is Brother Wei's recipe for halberd? Are you prepared?"

Hearing words.

Wei Zhong raised a calm smile on his lips, dipped his fingers in some wine in the cup, and wrote a word on the table.

Steam!

“Steamed dishes?”

“Not pastry?”

Duan Hong and Wang Gan were stunned.

Wei Zhong shook his head, dipped in wine again, and added the word "pasta" next to him.

Now, steam and pasta are next to each other, so you don’t have to think about it and point directly to the core of the recipe!

"Steaming" is a cooking technique.

Pasta, the area of ​​recipes is planned.

What would it be?
Chapter completed!