supernatural peasant girl

Chapter 163 Leaping Carp Spring River
The cruel words were spoken, and it was impossible not to be depressed, but in front of that sharp-eyed person, Xiangru just didn't care.

After finally waiting for someone to leave, he sighed, "I finally thought of one, and was blocked by someone!"

Several people in the room were a little impatient, but Wu Yingtian stared at the back of the chef of Fuyun Pavilion in a daze for a moment, that is, the recipe just now was indeed not perfect, he had heard it before, but it was in another place, and Fuyun Pavilion, could it be ?
Even if that is the case, it is not difficult to explain why the two large tanks of water have become so salty, "But there are other things, if it doesn't work..." The rest of the sentence you have prepared the dishes and I will accompany you with poems !Haven't said it yet.

Xiangru started, "When are we going out?"

"We have to wait until everyone has prepared the dishes. What else should I prepare?" Chou San had completely lost that foolish look. It was rare for him to look like a human being. He did not expect to encounter so many things.

Xiang Ru didn't think too much, checked the things, and threw the unusable ones aside, watching the boss bring all the usable things from the guest building, especially the plate of lo mei, she was very satisfied.

Since it was cooking, she quickly chopped the chili peppers, and she was relieved when she saw that there was nothing else to prepare.

"Don't be discouraged, we haven't lost yet. Isn't it just two poems as a dish? It's not a big deal to cook a few home-cooked dishes. What's more, that person from Fuyun Pavilion made me think of another recipe!" Will you tell them that it was inspired when they saw that pig liver face?
Xiangru didn't have time to care about other people's problems, she just wanted to end the matter and investigate the people behind this scene, she was too aggrieved!When did I suffer such a big loss!

Perhaps because of the incredible twists and turns, the rest of the people went smoothly without any troubles. Even if there were those who surrendered, they didn't take off their signs. They just shook hands and made peace. Stance.

Xiangru couldn't care what other people did, just put away the prepared things, "Fatty, you will be in charge later!"

Fatty's hands trembled a little, "Master, this, this..."

"What, what, I say you just do it, what's so great, don't you also cook vegetables on weekdays, what are you afraid of?!" Xiang Ru saw that he looked like a little daughter-in-law, and felt uncomfortable without scolding.

Fatty was unexpectedly excited, "Master, if you say so, I'll fire it!"

Dare to be too polite, this fat man is not used to it?
It was the guy who helped pass the dishes before, "It's your turn!"

There was unspeakable excitement in the voice.

Xiangru nodded, smiled at him, then turned to Fatty and said, "Stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots!"

Bamboo shoots are not lacking. Because of the problem, and because they have been dyed with many colors, they are placed on the plate one by one. I didn’t expect it to come in handy. Several flower shapes were thrown in when the fat man was about to return to the pot.

She can't let others do the matter of passing the dishes. The less the procedures, the less chance of being framed. Besides, she has to go out and say those sour poems. this!

This time, I really want to be grateful to that outrageous person who dropped the book bag, otherwise I would have nothing to do with myself.

Holding the dish in his hand, Xiang Ru smiled and ordered, "Stir-fried duck feet with chili!"

The inside is orderly, and the people outside are divided into several types.

If you want to talk about those who are anxious, you can count the people in Yueli Village. Wu Yingliang and Jiewa stretched their necks and looked there. Aunt Shuang comforted Lianfang. She straightened her hair that was blown by the wind, "Silly girl, don't worry."

Lian Fang's eyes bent, and she walked closer, "Auntie, I have never been so clear-eyed. It doesn't matter whether I lose or lose this time. It is rare for Xiangru to last until this time. Even if I lose, it doesn't matter. There is always something to do When she came back, she said that talent is the most important thing to keep the green hills alive, and as long as she is not discouraged, I am not in a hurry."

Even so, he stretched his neck to look at the small wooden partition.

There are also many people stretching their necks, the same is true at the restaurant, and more are those who simply watch the fun. It is rare to have such an opportunity, and the thought is a little bloody. Those who did not come are really at a loss, and they will still brag when they go back. No matter whether the girl does it or not, she can boast about it once she does it, and even if she can't do it, she can laugh and regret it for a while. For these simple spectators, they are aiming at such a excitement. There is no such heart-scratching expectation.

There are also a few people in Fuyun Pavilion, and it doesn't matter if the people in Fushun Tower are taken away. They don't believe that girl has any skills, but they can't fully fall to the ground with their hearts raised, and they don't blink looking at.

Except for those with these three mentalities, there are still a few such as Mr. Gu. Longmen Town has finally produced one that he thinks is not bad. How many years can I live well? I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the second one.

No matter how complicated the people outside are and how much they look forward to regretting, when Xiangru brought out the dish with a smile, seeing so many eyes and the silent scene, I was still shocked!

The chef at Fuyun Pavilion saw that there was nothing outstanding about the things in Xiangru's hands, so he let out a sigh of relief, and his sarcasm became stronger, "If it doesn't work, just admit defeat, and make something out of it." , Seeing this dish made like this is really dirty to people's eyes!"

Xiangru doesn't talk too much, she knows about fried pork with sour bamboo shoots, it might not look too good-looking, but it is definitely delicious, and the rainbow skirt that she made before was accepted by everyone, she pursed her lips and smiled, not saying anything wrong For that person, there are plenty of opportunities for revenge, otherwise if you don't make a move, you will be fatal if you make a move.

The main thing is to earn some sympathy at this time, "Everyone has worked hard. Although you can't get tired of food, it's these home-cooked dishes that can really feed and nourish people. Appreciation of vulgarity is life. Zhiben, this is the first dish we made - three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo!"

There are really poems!Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, fried meat with bamboo shoots, and flower-shaped ones. Each person divided one into the plate in front of him. Such a large plate of fenugreek must be prepared.

It seems that she will have two more dishes prepared by someone. I don’t know what to eat after tossing for so long. When the stomach needs to be warmed the most, the judges also need to eat. Only when they are comfortable will they speak for themselves. In her previous life, she often went to wedding banquets, looked at the magnificent dishes, and finally had to drink porridge after it was over!

The fat man has already finished cooking the chili-stewed duck feet, and the people outside are still shocked by the three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo. They took the fenugreek and asked Xiao Ba to serve the rice, "Not too much, a small bowl is enough, later Make some porridge."

The stewed duck feet are very spicy, it’s up to them to eat them or not, and they just serve them out, “The Prophet of Spring River Plumbing Duck! This is stir-fried duck feet with chili, please take it easy.”

The tranquility just now no longer existed, and no one thought that Xiangru would be so calm and relaxed, as if those poems were just picked up by hand, and the dishes that everyone knew were obviously cooked.

Jiewa waved his arms, and the rhythmic drumbeat matched the gong, which was hearty.

Artemisia persicae is everywhere and the reed buds are short. She can't find so many things this season, so she can only ask for one that looks similar, and no one criticizes her, so she is completely relieved.

In the last sentence of this poem, Xiangru is very good at it, and Yueli has never been short of fish. In this way, there are so many people outside, she always has to do something for the village.

The judges all ate a few mouthfuls of food, and the dishes were almost ready, watching the fenugreek come out with burning eyes, as if they came to the banquet specially.

This girl always surprises people, Mr. Gu squeezed his beard and smiled.

"Girl, this last sentence is the key."

Xiang Ru turned her head and behaved obediently. She never expected that someone would write it down on purpose. The ink was still wet, so she braced herself and moved forward. The last dish was braised fish.

The people here didn't see it. If I remember correctly, this poem seems to be written by a monk, so it's always low-key. The Buddha will bless you. It's best if most people don't hear it.

"Girl, do you have a question?"

Xiang Ru laughed a little guilty, "This is just a poem I heard from someone before. I think those scenes are seen on weekdays. I really forgot what it was called. It's just that in spring, we In Yueli Village, looking down from the mountain, the grass is crisp and tender, and wild ducks are flying in flocks. I think that after the spring, I can fish for a day and have a harvest. I am very happy. I didn’t write this poem by myself. I think Since I need a question, I’d like to offend and borrow it once, so let’s call it Leaping Carp Chunjiang.”

I recited Amitabha silently in my heart again. The Buddha has a big belly, and the little girl has nothing to do. Besides, she didn't say that she did it by herself, so let's forgive it for a while.

After writing the words Yueli Chunjiang, Xiangru was secretly happy. I am afraid that no one is thinking of making a name for herself these days. She finally seized the opportunity, and it is good that she will not worry about sales in the future.

Wu Yingliang was very excited, "Xiangrui has really benefited us!"

"Benefit? No, you say who doesn't know that the Laibin Building is opened by people in our village, and it will be very face-saving to say it in the future!" Jiewazi said smugly.

Others also mean the same thing.

Wu Yingliang laughed loudly, "What do you know? She just named that poem as Leaping Carps on the Spring River. We are already in the poem, and this time it used a perfect score. As many people know about it, as many people know about our village. , it will not be easy to sell fish in the future? Maybe someone will send business to your door specially! Life is better, well-intentioned."

After he understood, the way he looked at Xiangru was different.

In the jubilant atmosphere, how could Fuyun Pavilion be willing to lose, "Even if you are really fooled, this is not the only one!"

(End of this chapter)