After lunch time, groups of people walked out of the two restaurants, with a look of aftertaste and talking about the taste of two new dishes.

"I really didn't expect that stones can be used to barbecue meat. They taste so good, and they are better than stewed pork ribs!"

"It's mainly the sauce, mixed with the taste of the barbecue, it's amazing!"

"The best thing is the wild pheasant called Huahua. Not only is the tender meat, but it mixes various flavors to form a brand new delicacy!"

"It's just a little expensive. A thirty yellow crystal coins of a beggar wild pheasant! Although it can't catch up with the top ingredients, it definitely has the price of high-quality ingredients!"

"It's worth it to be more expensive! Didn't you listen to the guy's explanation? This dish takes more than three months to make..."

Almost everyone who has eaten it gave extremely high evaluations, and some even lamented that once they leave Hongyuan City, where can they go to eat such delicious food!

In other places, I talk more about the brand new delicacy of buns, with soft noodles and fragrant meat filling. It is a great enjoyment to eat it in my mouth. Rice, noodles, etc., are all stale! More importantly, the price is cheap.

All afternoon, the materials prepared by the Babao Shop were almost sold out.

Originally, Sun Sanqiang was still worried that after all, if he would be affected when taking action with the two major restaurants at the same time. After all, he invested all his savings in these eight stores.

But facts prove that Jiang Xingchen's positioning for him to occupy the mid- and low-end market was extremely correct! In just one noon, the reputation of his eight stores spread, and in the hearts of outsiders, even surpassed some big restaurants...

Half a day passed, and it was almost dusk, and the two major restaurants and bun shops ushered in the second wave of peak.

As the New Year's song and dance pre-selected approaches, more people rushed to Hongyuan City and joined the ranks of tasting delicious food.

Gradually, the news spread more and more widely. Restaurants across the city have stewed pork ribs. The high-end new dishes launched by the two major restaurants are full of praises.... I don’t know when, some people have begun to call Hongyuan City the City of Food, and this title has been recognized by more and more people and has quickly spread to all sides.

Originally, Hongyuan City was known for its abundant resources and complete goods. However, during the New Year's singing and dancing pre-selected period, the name of this food city actually made people forget the original characteristics of Hongyuan City.

In the evening, Dingbei Marquis raised his glass to drink alone in his mansion, and his rough face was about to bloom! The title of Food City made it difficult for him to calm down. If the prosperity and development of the main city surpassed the Duke, I think Emperor Qiankun would value him, and even he had the confidence to improve his daughter's aristocratic rank.

"A few food secret recipes, a planning, and the timing, this kid has created such a prosperous situation. He is such a rare talent!"

Kill the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the Marquis sighed. At this time, he felt a little thankful that his daughter and Hongxian were able to meet Jiang Xingchen.

At this time, almost everyone in Hongyuan City was laughing. The only thing that felt aggrieved and uncomfortable was the foreign nobles who had tried every means to buy secret recipes.

I finally bought a secret recipe from several restaurants. I was happy that I hadn't arrived yet. The two restaurants have launched new dishes, and they are even better than stewed pork ribs.

Now they can't even open their mouths if they want to find Dingbei Hou again. They haven't bought the first secret recipe yet. They can't tell them that we have bought the secret recipe from other restaurants through illegal means. You can sell me the secret recipe for the other two dishes to me. If that happens, Dingbei Hou can do it directly and secretly sell it to their secret recipes, and you won't think it's done well!

This feeling is like having nowhere to talk about it after being wronged, and having no place to reason when beaten. These people feel uncomfortable as if they swallowed a fly. They hold it in their hearts in one breath and can't spit it out...

Jiang Xingchen knew everything that happened in Hongyuan City. He had already anticipated such a scene when he designated the plan.

However, he had no intention of caring about those things at this time, so he had to help Sister Wanrou prepare the performance repertoire. As for how much money he earned, he believed that Sun Sanqiang and Mo Hongxian would never be greedy for a little bit.

The drum has already existed and performed by a man. The first thing Jiang Xingchen thought of was the general's order, this drum song that inspired blood.

However, he had only heard it occasionally before, and he had long since lost his memory. The only familiar song in his mind was the song "Men should strengthen themselves". He vaguely remembered that there was the shadow of the general's order in the song.

Based on the rhythm of this song, he figured out the drum song himself, and based on his current grasp of the rhythm, there was no problem. But there was another problem, that is, there was no string music in this world, and he didn't know whether he could do it by combining instruments that he was not familiar with.

Finally, there is another most important thing, that is, Sister Wanrou must exist in the performance, what form should she appear...

Since he came back at noon, Jiang Xingchen began to study hard until late at night, and he didn't even eat supper.

Mei'er came here several times and wanted him to rest for a while, but seeing his serious and devoted appearance, she still forced herself to stop calling him...

Turning around, Jiang Xingchen got up before the sky was bright and made another big drum. After the sun rose, he went directly to the Hou Mansion and called Wanrou to his home.

The whole song is mainly about men, which is passionate and inspires people to move forward. The lyrics are also about men who are self-reliant. After thinking about it, Wanrou cannot perform, and can only appear as a drummer.

However, this section of drumming is powerful and strong. The bolder it is, the better the effect is, and the higher the physical strength requirements are. He is a little worried that Wanrou's body will not keep up.

Jiang Xingchen came to the door, and Wanrou, who had been worried, was very happy, thinking that he had already prepared the song. But after following Jiang Xingchen's house, he saw...

"You really want a man to perform, can it work... What is this thing called? Drum... You ask me to beat this, not to participate in the performance... What is this song called? Men should be self-reliant... No, you have to go on stage with me, I will definitely not beat it alone..."

Seeing the strange thing Jiang Xingchen made, Wanrou couldn't help but feel even more worried. She regretted the decision to hand over the song to him. Even if she didn't do it well, it would be like a dance music no matter how you say it, but what is this!

However, it is too late to say anything now. She has no choice but to practice according to the things arranged by Jiang Xingchen.

The next two days, Wanrou came here early in the morning and went back exhausted in the afternoon. Seeing that Dingbei Hou was wondering, he was always afraid that something would cause his daughter to get tired.

In addition to striving for excellence in drum music, Jiang Xingchen also had to prepare clothes and instruct Wanrou to find a good dancer. It turned out that those girls must not do it!

Not only that, he also had to rush to the Seventh Legion branch to check the doctor's learning progress. In addition, he had to teach the Zhao family how to make sheep intestinal thread with bison intestines. It can be said that he was too busy to do it.

During these two days, the two major restaurants and eight bun shops became more popular. All the ingredients prepared every day were consumed, and several chefs were exhausted and lost weight.

As more and more people came to Hongyuan City, other restaurants also made a note, and the stewed pork ribs were unanimously welcomed by everyone, and most people also implemented the title of Hongyuan City Food City in their hearts.

On the evening before the pre-selected New Year's song and dance, Jiang Xingchen came out of the Seventh Legion Division. After just a few steps, six soldiers hurried over and called out: "Young Master Jiang!"

"Yes!" Jiang Xingchen stopped, turned his head to look at the six soldiers who came to him, and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Oh! It's nothing!" At the moment, one of them waved his hand and said, "We just came here to thank you. If it weren't for Young Master Jiang, we might have been disabled in the future!"

Another person interjected: "We originally wanted to thank you two days ago, but you are too busy and come and go in a hurry, and you can't even meet you!"

"Young Master Jiang, we are all slight words and have nothing to say! If you have anything useful in the future, just talk, and we brothers will go through fire and water, and we will never refuse!"

Listening to the words of the few people, Jiang Xingchen recognized that they were the first soldiers to use the sheep intestinal thread.

"My method was originally handed over to the army, and it is also a responsibility to treat you. How can you make a promise like a big stone in your chest?" Jiang Xingchen said in his heart, laughing slightly, and was about to wave his hand and say hello, you're welcome.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and he immediately changed his words: "You are really willing to help with anything you are doing?"

"Uh!" The few people were stunned. They were grateful and it was true that they came to thank him, but the words of the big stones on their chest were to show their sincerity. When they thought, Jiang Xingchen had no place to help him. But Jiang Xingchen even said something to ask them to help.

"Of course! As long as Young Master Jiang gives orders!" A soldier first patted his chest and said. It was impossible to take it back.

"Okay!" Jiang Xingchen laughed: "You come with me, it's still time..."

Half a month later, a wail came from Jiang Xingchen's backyard: "Young Master Jiang, please let us go. That one is played by women. If our guard knows, we will beat us to death..."

Then, Jiang Xingchen's chuckled smile: "It's too late to quit now! You said that you will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"Oh my God..."

In the middle of the night, Jiang Xingchen lay on the bed, thinking of the six soldiers who went from unwilling to surprise, to the end of their passion, and their momentum erupted, and they couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

"Mei'er! The pre-selected New Year's songs and dances tomorrow is about to begin. My brother is going to perform with Sister Wanrou. Do you want to go and watch it?" Jiang Xingchen reached out and patted the little girl's head.

"Of course I want it! Didn't my brother say that I'll show you for me in the future? Tomorrow is the best opportunity! Besides, the drums my brother made are really great and can bring people together to move!"

The little girl turned over, stared at Jiang Xingchen, and said excitedly.

"Haha! After this New Year's song and dance pre-select, my brother will give you a special performance!"

"Okay...but Mei'er also wants to perform with her brother like Sister Wanrou!"

"Then you have to wait until you get older, your illness has not yet been cured!"

"oh……"
Chapter completed!