Gourmet Gala, Zone B.

Old Zhao stood in front of a magnificently decorated stall, holding a honey sauce fire recipe in his hand.

Inside the small bowl lay two thick square slices of ham.After steaming and thickening the ham, the surface is rosy and bright, with sweet sugar juice hanging, and fragrant lotus seeds dotted around.

This dish of honey-glazed ham in Zhenwei Restaurant provides diners with two flavors.

At this time, the piece of ham on the left in Lao Zhao's hand was sprinkled with golden sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, which had a delicate fragrance; the ham on the right was lighted with pickled green plum sauce, exuding a charming sweet aroma of plums.

This is a very beautiful dish.

Old Zhao didn't like sweet things very much, but Mrs. Zhao was already fascinated by them, and even took out her mobile phone to take a photo of the two delicate slices of ham in the small bowl.

Although it was just a temporary stall, Zhenwei Restaurant did not slack off, but tried its best to make the delicacies that diners can take away as beautiful as they are enjoyed in luxury restaurants.

Of course...the price is expensive.

The ham, the most precious middle end of Jinhua ham, is finely cut into square slices of the same size; the green plum sauce is marinated by itself, and the amount is limited throughout the year; there are many steaming processes for the honey sauce fire recipe.Since then, the masters of Zhenwei Restaurant have been preparing all night long.

"Try it, this is an improved dish recently taught by Mr. Jia Hai." Feng Pingfeng warmly introduced.

Old Zhao Yiyan picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

The ham meat is not as hard as expected. After a long time of cooking, it has become soft, soft and chewy.The ham squares are full of gravy, with a mellow sweetness in the salty aroma, and it is exquisite against the background of the fragrance of flowers and plums.

Old Zhao exclaimed: "This is Mr. Jia's craftsmanship? It's so delicious!"

"Hehe." Feng Pingfeng smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

Mrs. Zhao also praised it again and again.

Not far away, Jia Yang, who heard the conversation, straightened his back.After that blow, his eldest brother stayed in City A and spent several days improving his skills.He finally regained some confidence.

Zhenwei Restaurant is already very famous in Province A.This food festival, their dishes have not yet been baked, and there is already a long queue in front of the stall.

Diners standing nearby raved about the fire party.

Old Zhao remembered that when he first entered this sub-venue, he saw a long queue on the other side of the venue.

He turned his head, and asked in a gossip whisper: "Old Feng, why did you and the Jiang family be arranged in a branch meeting this time?"

When Feng Pingfeng heard it, he made a "tsk" sound with a stinky face: "Who else could it be if it wasn't me? Chairman Zhao also took great pains. This time there are only two venues to arrange our big restaurants. Wang Hechang and Jiang Deyong must not be togetherWell, the Chang family's damaged goods may also fight with the people from Jixiang Building, no, only reasonable people like me can be arranged."

Old Zhao was embarrassed when he heard that, and thought, there is Feng Qianguan, Feng Qianguan was also arranged by President Zhao to go to District A.

Oh, no, Feng Qianguan doesn't seem to be a big restaurant.

"However, this is also good." Feng Pingfeng continued, "Auspicious Tower can still attract many diners, no, most of the people who come to participate in today's grand ceremony come to Area B first. If they want to come to Area B, they must also go to Area B.Come to our point. We can be regarded as a strong alliance, and we have attracted all the customers."

Old Zhao listened and nodded.

Feng Pingfeng has this personality, as long as he has a little interest, he can coexist peacefully with others.

Old Zhao: "By the way, what delicious food is there in Jixianglou today? Have you gone to see it? I heard that Master Tian and Master Mi Ting are here, and they have moved all their property out."

Old Zhao was extremely curious.Master Tian is the head chef of Jixiang Building and Jiang Deyong's apprentice. He has been with the Jiang family since thirty years ago, so it can be said that he is half of their family.

Mi Ting is younger, but her craftsmanship is also one of the best.Because he won the first place in the National Young Chef Competition, he is considered a well-known figure in the industry in City A.However, that was ten years ago.

Old Zhao sighed: "Master Tian and Master Mi are here, they are trying to fight for their breath here!"

"Both of them are here?! I heard that only Mi Ting will come." Feng Pingfeng was aroused by curiosity, "I haven't seen it yet, let's go, let's try it? Let me tell you,If you don’t try it, you won’t taste it, anyway, there is a free tasting area, so let’s take advantage of them.”

Feng Pingfeng made this speech, which attracted the attention of nearby employees.

Old Zhao is also speechless, taking advantage of a small advantage, does it have to be described as this...

Just as Lao Zhao was about to answer the call, the phone suddenly rang. After the phone was connected, his son's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhao Zhichen's anxiety was very concealed, his voice was as emotionless as a formula for solving a problem, but he spoke a little faster than usual, which made Lao Zhao hear the difference.

Old Zhao was a little frightened: "Son, don't worry, what happened?"

Old Zhao: "Feng Qianguan's team?"

Old Zhao: "Son, do you want someone to line up? You wait, Dad will let his hands go down to line up for you!"

Old Zhao hung up the phone, and immediately looked at Feng Pingfeng curiously.

Feng Pingfeng: "Today Zhichen is here too, why don't you come to my place to taste the Honey Juice Fire Recipe."

This time, Old Zhao was no longer so flustered. He collected himself and said, "Taste, of course let him taste it. I first sent Zhichen... to find out the enemy's situation for you."

Feng Pingfeng raised his eyebrows: "To inquire about the enemy's situation?"

"Yeah, just now Zhichen saw it with his own eyes, Feng Qianguan is cooking beggar's chicken today."

It happened that several messages came in from the mobile phone, so Lao Zhao simply clicked on the chat history of the family group, and there was a picture of a beggar chicken that Zhao Zhichen had just uploaded.

The gray-green lotus leaf contains torn pieces of chicken. The chicken skin is golden and buttery, and the chicken is tender and delicate. The lotus leaf also contains condiments such as chestnuts, mushrooms, and ham, and a shallow soup sinks at the bottom of the leaf.

It was also the first time for Old Zhao to see this picture.

For a while, the two of them stared at the pictures on the phone... and fell silent for a moment.

Then, they swallowed together.

Old Zhao: "Zhichen said that Feng Qianguan's purchase is restricted, and he can't bring this beggar back. Or, let's... go and find out in person?"

Feng Pingfeng looked at the picture in a daze: "Well... okay."

The two said, and walked quickly to the outside of the arena.

Behind them, gossiping employees pondered their conversation blankly.

You said you were going to the Jixiang Building to take advantage of it, so why not?!

...

An hour after the food feast started.

Liu Yuanmao got off the plane at the airport in City A, and was picked up by a special car to meet with the evaluation team that came this time.

The temperature in city A is higher than that in city B, and with the indoor windshield, Liu Yuanmao was able to replace the thick down and wear only tall woolen suits and high-end jackets. From a distance, he looks energetic,An old man with a little taste.

Liu Yuanmao looked at himself in the reflection of the glass with satisfaction.

The bow tie is checked, which is very stylish.

He adjusted the arc of his bow tie and walked into the living room where gourmets gathered.

This time, at the invitation of Chairman Zhao, there are many gourmets and industry leaders who came to evaluate. Only counting the part of the team led by them, there are more than 20 people.

Liu Yuanmao often wrote food reviews and published them in newspapers, and he learned many languages in his early years. Chairman Zhao knew his skills, so he invited him over together.

Liu Yuanmao glanced around the living room, and when he saw one place, his eyes lit up.He took the lead in walking to an old man in a robe.

Liu Yuanmao: "Master Hong, you are here too."

Mr. Hong is an old face. He is a well-known gourmet in China, with a profound cultural heritage, and he is also a visiting professor in the university.Everyone in the living room faintly centered on him.

President Zhao smiled Mimi: "Mr. Hong came to our food festival again after three years. It is really flourishing. Many restaurants are waiting for your review. This time we are all ready, and we will definitely let youCome back happy."

Mr. Hong had an old-fashioned elegance in his style, and nodded politely towards the two of them.

Liu Yuanmao didn't dare to be negligent, and said a few more polite words.Did he know that Mr. Hong looks easy to talk to, but his standards of vision are very high, he won't tell you that you are unpalatable in person, he will just... put down his chopsticks calmly, leave, and leave you with an indifferent back.

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After greeting Mr. Hong, Chairman Zhao led Liu Yuanmao to a man standing in the corner of the living room.

Liu Yuanmao was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that there were several foreigners standing here.What Chairman Zhao mainly introduced was a tall man, wearing a well-made suit, with a firm face, and he was the serious type at first glance.

"This is Milos." President Zhao is not very good at foreign languages, so he can only ask the translator next to him for help to make the communication smooth.

Milos lowered his head, looked at the old man in front of him, raised his hand to shake him with a serious expression, and spoke in Chinese: "Hello."

Liu Yuanmao hurriedly replied, "Hello."

In addition to Milos, there are several other gourmets from different regions, and Chairman Zhao introduced them one by one.

Liu Yuanmao could communicate directly with the few people in front of him in a foreign language. While exchanging pleasantries, he vaguely felt that the name Milos sounded familiar.

After leaving a few people, under the introduction of Chairman Zhao, Liu Yuanmao also knew that some catering businesses in Province A had begun to explore overseas markets, and Chairman Zhao also invited international food critics for this purpose.

Milos...

Liu Yuanmao took out his mobile phone to search, and after a few seconds, his face instantly wrinkled into a bitter gourd.

He tugged President Zhao's sleeve, pulled him aside with a wink, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you invite him? Are you looking for scolding when you have nothing to do?"

He finally knew where his impression came from!He is obsessed with domestic food and doesn't pay much attention to the international situation, but he occasionally learns about the food culture of different regions. Milos in front of him is a well-known gourmet who travels around the world.

— Known for his poisonous tongue.

He has tens of millions of fans on social media, and he is quite cheap when he looks down on food, but if you say he scolded hard, he can indeed list one, two, three, and four, which makes people feel convincing.

At the same time, he is also very rich, and he will spend a lot of money on restaurants and chefs he likes.

Hearing this, President Zhao made a bitter face: "I didn't know! I asked someone to send out invitation letters to all the famous people. I didn't expect to get his response. I only found out later that I invited this guy."

Liu Yuanmao comforted him: "It's okay, maybe you have a lot of talents, and someone can convince him?"

Hearing what he said, Chairman Zhao said cheerfully: "It's true."

Liu Yuanmao thought he was smiling very innocently.

...

On the other side, Milos was questioned by other colleagues.

A middle-aged man with brown hair and blue eyes approached curiously: "Milos, why did you come here? This is a regional food festival, and you rarely come to events of this scale."

Milos raised his eyebrows: "What about you? Didn't you come too?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I'm different. I don't have as many followers as you, and my industry is not as big as yours—"

"Food has nothing to do with these things." Milos interrupted him.

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "As expected of Milos, I don't have as deep an understanding of food culture as you do."

"This has nothing to do with culture. Don't think too much about food, just feel the delicious food."

Milos said, suddenly smiled inexplicably, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"However, I'm here just to see... what is the reason for a chef to refuse the olive branch I throw out."

...

The subdivisions of the gourmet festival are all located in the city center, not far from each other. After ten minutes, the Zhao couple and Feng Pingfeng rushed from District B to District A.

When several people arrived, there was already a queue in front of Feng Qianguan's stall.However, Feng Qianguan is a small restaurant after all, and the guests who entered the venue went to well-known old restaurants such as Wang Pinlou first, and the passenger flow in front of Feng Qianguan was not too scary for the time being.

But it is also much more than the small shop next to it.

When Lao Zhao saw the queue in front of him, his heart skipped a beat. He was really afraid of queuing up to bring his son something.

Fortunately, the occasionally polite and sometimes mean-spirited waiter was not assigning numbers today - which means they should all be able to eat!

Zhao Zhichen and his classmates finished the second round of Beggar Chicken and left sadly.Mr. and Mrs. Zhao and Feng Pingfeng huddled among the expecting diners and moved slowly with the line.

The feeling of waiting is both strange and familiar. It is strange because they have hardly lined up in similar occasions. They usually go to other stores and go directly into the box. The familiarity is... After the experience of grabbing a number at Feng Qianguan these days,They can already face the wait with full patience.

Because at the end of the wait, there is an irreplaceable delicacy.

When Feng Pingfeng and the others arrived, Jiang Ci had just finished dividing a chicken.

She raised her eyes and felt that the face in front of her was a little familiar. She guessed in her heart that it might be a customer who had been to Feng Qianguan, so she smiled and said, "How many copies do you need?"

Feng Pingfeng had already seen the small blackboard next to the counter, and hurriedly said: "Six copies! There are three of us, we want six copies!"

"240 yuan, thank you." Jiang Ci tilted her head, motioning for a few people to pay, while she took a kitchen knife and knocked it on a round and smooth clod in front of her.

This is the moment.

All the delicacies wrapped in the mud, with the strike of the back of the knife, found a breakthrough, and surged out from the cracks in the dry mud——

A cloud of aroma exploded in the air.

Feng Pingfeng sniffed the strong aroma in the air intoxicatedly. At this moment, the nearby diners cheered in unison—since the first group of onlookers cheered in amazement when the beggar chicken was knocked open.The diners strangely formed a tacit understanding, and the mood of watching the explosion of delicious food desperately needed an outlet.

Feng Pingfeng grinned involuntarily. The experience at Feng Qianguan was great. Although the queue was a bit longer, the delicacy he could enjoy after the queue was supreme, and the delicacy was automatically envied by the surrounding dinersThe jealous look.

Tsk... cool.

Feng Pingfeng took the small bowl from Jiang Ci, thinking secretly in his heart, fortunately, Boss Jiang recognized Jia Yang but not him, so he didn't have any psychological pressure to come to Feng Qianguan for dinner.

In the bowl, the crispy and juicy chicken is served on the lotus leaf, full of temptation.

The three stood aside and ate.

One chicken can only serve four bowls, and Jiang Ci continued to give them the second chicken.

Qi Yan lifted out a new clod of soil, the clod was still hot, so hot that he couldn't touch it directly with his hands.He carefully placed the tray in front of Jiang Ci, and at the same time, he paid attention to the diners around him not making any dangerous moves.

When he raised his eyes, Qi Yan met a middle-aged man's eyes.

Feng Pingfeng recognized this face and was taken aback for a moment.

"...???!!!"

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, the diners in front of him were looking at him inexplicably, so he searched through his memory, and then grabbed a name from the corner.

Qi Yan: "Mr. Feng...?"

Feng Pingfeng was still in shock for a second, thinking that he had saved a life, how could President Qi be here, and then he was suddenly moved: Oh my god!Qi Yan knew him!

Jiang Ci heard the movement here, looked over, and asked curiously, "Are you an acquaintance?"

Before Feng Pingfeng could answer, Qi Yan said, "No."

Feng Pingfeng: "..."

Facing Jiang Ci's curious eyes, Qi Yan introduced: "This is Mr. Feng Pingfeng, the owner of Zhenwei Restaurant."

Zhenwei Pavilion.

Jiang Ci froze for a moment, then shifted her gaze to Feng Pingfeng, with a complicated expression on her face.

Feng Pingfeng: "?"

Jiang Ci raised her eyebrows: "...a competitor?"

Feng Pingfeng hadn't swallowed the chicken leg meat, and almost choked on his breath.He chewed and chewed, and hurriedly said: "No, no, just go together, go together."

Just kidding, with Qi Yan and Boss Jiang in front of him, he doesn't want to spread hatred here.

Feng Pingfeng: "I just... heard that your dishes are very delicious, so I couldn't resist coming over to try them."

When Jiang Ci heard this, she smiled, tapped the second beggar chicken, and said casually: "I have filmed a show with your Master Jia. Is he here today?"

"Of course he's here, he's in Zone B. Boss Jiang, are you interested in our restaurant?" Feng Pingfeng's thoughts suddenly became active.

"Hehe, I'm interested in eating." Jiang Ci smiled, "I know that there is also beggar chicken in the menu of Zhenwei Restaurant. That is Master Jia's specialty dish in the early years!"intelligence.

"Yes... yes." Feng Pingfeng blushed for a while. A few years ago, Jia Yang had made this dish in his restaurant, and he had eaten it at least 800 times.

But if I remember correctly, when Jiang Ci hit the clod just now, he exclaimed "Wow" like the diners around him.

Jiang Ci: "I thought it was your first time eating just now!"

She heard it!

Feng Pingfeng: "..."

Feng Pingfeng tried to explain: "Isn't it because your beggar chicken is too fragrant? It's even more fragrant than our restaurant's. I'm surprised."

Jiang Ci blinked, and asked curiously, "Is it more fragrant than your restaurant?"

"Hmm... yes. It's more fragrant than the one from Zhenwei Restaurant, and it's more fragrant than the one made by Master Jia." Feng Pingfeng felt his heart was broken into pieces, and he was still smiling.

Jiang Ci began to peel off the lotus leaves, and the aroma of beggar chicken became stronger in the air.She pursed her lips happily, then seemed to think of something, raised her head and said to Feng Pingfeng, "Boss Feng, I've heard what you said just now, forget it, you must never say it in your shop."

Feng Pingfeng: "?"

Jiang Ci: "It's not easy for a cook to make some achievements. I saw it in "Looking for A City". Master Jia has practiced this dish for seven or eight years. Don't hit him. He has worked very hard."

Jiang Ci felt that Feng Pingfeng was an honest person, and couldn't help but wanted to share his experience of opening a shop: "By the way, as the boss, you should also pay more attention to taking care of your own chef's emotions. I heard from Master Jia's apprentice that he has a more tempered temper.Irritable and fragile mentality, if things go on like this, the health will easily deteriorate, and it will be difficult to improve the cooking skills."

Feng Pingfeng was stunned when he heard this. He felt that what Boss Jiang said was a little bit right, but at the same time he felt that it was wrong. What is wrong?This conversation is so weird!

What the hell, a competitor caring about his chef?

Feng Pingfeng raised his eyes and saw Mr. Qi was quietly dividing the bowls, and did not comment on what Boss Jiang said.

Feng Pingfeng burst into tears: "I will take care of Master Jia Yang's emotions."

After a while, Jiang Ci got a new chicken, and the diners from behind crowded up, pushing Feng Pingfeng and the Zhao couple aside.

Feng Pingfeng walked away holding the chicken with a complicated expression, met the eyes of the Zhao couple, and were taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to say next.

Old Zhao moved his lips: "Fortunately, Master Jia is not here..."

Based on his understanding of his employees, Feng Pingfeng nodded: "Well...Master Jia must not let Master Jia know what you just said, or you will have to pout in anger."

Although it is true, it sounds inexplicably heart-wrenching.

Feng Pingfeng took a few steps and was startled suddenly: "No, which apprentice is so picky?!"

At this moment, the phone vibrated, Feng Pingfeng connected the phone, and after three seconds, his expression changed.

Seeing his expression, Old Zhao asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Feng Pingfeng said anxiously: "The tasters and critics... have gone to Area B. Mr. Hong, Mr. Hong, and a master of rice or something are here! Come to our stall!"

Old Zhao was puzzled: "It's just criticizing people. You are well-informed, why are you so nervous?"

Feng Pingfeng walked out in a hurry: "That rice guy said a few words, and Master Jia pouted after him. I have to go and have a look!"

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Boss Jiang: Caring eyes.jpg

Damn =3=!