I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 511 Food Art
In the dark night, Wu Ya turned her back to the light in the cave, her face was clearly desolate.

Others don't know about this Yongdinghou, but Ayao has been with Ying Zheng all the time, so she knows something about it.

This person and Princess Yingshuang's father are best friends, and they are also members of the clan. The two were once life-and-death friends.

Now, Yingshuang has no parents, and this Yongdinghou has no children, so he treats Princess Yingshuang as his own daughter.

In this way, if Yong Dinghou was invited to a simple banquet, the name would be different.

Although she has long been prepared to accept all this.But when things come to an end, it is still inevitable to feel a little sad.

On the side, A Yao's expression was also a little sad.

From beginning to end, only Ying Zheng understood her heart.

She has been with Qin Yong for a while, and she knows Qin Yong first-hand, but she also knows Ying Zheng who grew up together.

He knew that it was impossible for Ping Qin to take the initiative to invite Yong Dinghou, and Princess Yingshuang, with his uncompromising personality.

Now that Princess Yingshuang is here, she invited Yongdinghou, this must be Yingzheng's method.

The matter between Princess Yingshuang and Lord Xuanwen is probably getting more and more complicated, but also getting simpler.

There was Wu Ya in front, and now there was Princess Yingshuang, and she suddenly felt that she didn't know where to put it.

Ying Shuang, on the other hand, is naive and romantic. As Ying Zheng said, she doesn't understand anything except sacrifices. The so-called sophistication of the world means knowing whether others treat her well or not.

Now, Qin Yong's banquet is always waiting, she didn't notice the political transaction in it at all, she only thought that Qin Yong specially prepared such a feast for him and his uncle to reunite, how could she not be happy?

Everyone has something to think about, but they are all waiting.

The cold wind blows and the snowflakes fall. Under the illumination of the lights, the snowflakes look even more beautiful.

Finally, when everyone couldn't help stamping their feet in the cold, suddenly, two figures approached not far away.

It was Wang Ben, and there was another person behind him, Yong Dinghou.

After he walked in, the light shone directly on Yong Dinghou's face, and he could see clearly, at this moment, Yong Dinghou's face was extremely gloomy.

Yong Dinghou's gaze focused on Princess Yingshuang's face for the first time, and as she walked over angrily, she wanted to drag Princess Yingshuang away directly.

Now the entire clan hates Qin Yong so much, he doesn't want to really come to the banquet, lest he be questioned when it happens, and he doesn't want Ying Shuang to lie in this muddy water.

However, when he was about to walk in, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

It doesn't matter if you look at it from a distance, but when you walk in, in the dark night where you can't see your fingers, the lights inside and outside the cave are very dazzling, just like a little sun.

Unknowingly, his eyes shifted from Ying Shuang to the light of the thatched shed.

The dazzling incandescent lamps illuminate the inside and outside of the grass shed clearly, as bright as day, which is simply unbelievable.

With just one glance, Yong Dinghou was amazed. He has grown so big, and he has never seen such a strange thing, which can be so bright.

Could it be fragments of sunlight?
The thoughts in Yong Dinghou's mind were exactly the same as Wang Ben's when he first saw him.

"Qin Yong greets Yong Dinghou!"

"Wu Ya pays homage to Yong Ding!"

"Ayao pays homage to Yongding!"

"Wuhuan pays homage to Yongding!"

"Ying Shuang has seen Uncle!"

Just when Yongding waited in a daze, Qin Yong and others stepped forward to pay their respects.

The so-called high-ranking official crushes people to death, and the one standing in front of everyone is not an official, but a noble, a marquis.

Don't say that Qin Yong's Xuanwen Junkong has his name, it doesn't match the truth.Even if he really has the strength to become a king, he still has to bow his head in front of the Marquis. This is the rule.

Even though Qin Yong disdains this rule, but today he has something to ask for, so he can only bow his head according to the rule.

Otherwise, on a normal day, he wouldn't bother to care about what the princes did. He was able to salute the king, Ying Zheng, because Ying Zheng treated him well.

Behind Yong Dinghou, Wang Ben looked at the crowd with a half-smile.

Now the foreshadowing is almost done, and then he can only help out by insinuating at most. As for how the situation will develop later, it depends on Qin Yong.

Under Wang Ben's gaze, Yong Dinghou waved his hand and said, "There's no need to be polite!"

While speaking, his eyes shifted away from the incandescent lamp, and he was about to step forward and pull Ying Shuang away.

Although the appearance of the incandescent lamp caught his attention and aroused his curiosity and surprise, it was not a reason to change his mentality. He should keep a distance from Qin Yong, and he would keep it without hesitation.

However, just as he was about to step forward to take Ying Shuang away, his nose couldn't help moving.

The aroma of the food that had been smelt from far away was even more intense at this moment, as if it turned into a big hand holding him firmly, not letting him leave.

There is a saying that food is the sky, food is the sky of all people, and delicious food is irresistible for all people.

No matter how high or powerful you are, as long as you are a man, there is no beauty that cannot be shaken, and there is no delicacy that cannot be attracted.

"Guru..."

Instinctively, Yong Dinghou secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

But it was already quiet here, although his swallowing sound was small, everyone could still hear it clearly.

Ying Shuang raised her head, looked at Yong Dinghou with her beautiful eyes, hurriedly stepped forward, and said affectionately: "Uncle, Xuan Wenjun prepared a big banquet today for the comfort of the entertainer. It is really unprecedented and unheard of!"

"Quick, please come inside, uncle, and see how it goes!"

As he said that, before Yongdinghou could react, he was dragged into the cave by Yingshuang.

Yong Dinghou's pace was a bit stagnant, he wanted to take him away directly, but at such an age, it was the first time he asked for such a strong banquet aroma, which made him curious, what kind of banquet was it, how could it be so delicious? attractive.

With such contradictory thoughts, he hesitated, and was finally dragged into the cave by Yingshuang.

Enter the cave and take a look, good guy, is this really a banquet?
Yong Dinghou was dumbfounded.

He has attended numerous banquets and banquets in his life. The so-called banquets are just a few fruit plates and a few meats, and they are already the most sumptuous.

Put it in the folk, that is delicacies from mountains and seas, that is a feast that countless people dream of but can't eat.

But compared with today's banquet on this strange crime, it is nothing to offer.

Why do you say that?

The banquet on this table can no longer be called a banquet, it is simply a work of art.

That is by virtue of the electric hot pot, which has a constant temperature water of [-] degrees.

The reason why the water is at a constant temperature is because Zhuopan almost keeps this temperature at all times, so that the mist lingers.

On top of the water, there is another perforated glass plate, on which dozens of dishes of various sizes are placed.

Golden sweet and sour fish, amber braised pork, exquisite vegetable arrangement, and clear water cabbage like lily blossoms.

All kinds of exquisite dishes make people's eyes bright, as if a hundred flowers are blooming, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful, and so fragrant.

The so-called perfect color and fragrance is nothing more than that.

(End of this chapter)