Chapter 446: He doesn't even have any regrets.
446 He didn't even have any remorse for three hours, and the time quickly ran out. Just when everyone felt that they had not seen enough of Xia Beibei's wind-like movements, Xia Beibei, Xia Xiaoju, Feng Xing'er. Together, start putting all the prepared dishes on your own table.
The exquisite dishes that make people unable to bear chopsticks, not only the people of Xun Wangfu and a few old men, but even the great gods like Yang Kuo, have to say that they are willing to bow down.
The carving skills of each fruit and flower, the color matching of each dish, anyway, he thought he was not capable of doing it so perfectly.
There is also the fragrance that floats in the air, which can literally make a person's nose fall off.
Nangong Lixing sat on his chair, motionless, his knuckles had already turned blue due to his excessive force.
The guards sent by did not come back, that is, the matter was not done, and he was silenced?
And when the dishes Xia Beibei made came out, he didn't even have any regrets, so he just wanted to strangle Nangong Xian'er to death.
"Girl, tell us what these dishes are called." The eldest old man kindly spoke to Xia Beibei and asked her.
"In the words of Mr. Hui, this is fragrant tea, silver needle tea. It is the first round of buds picked from spring flowers. It has to go through greening, drying, primary drying, initial wrapping, re-spreading, re-drying, wrapping, and drying. The eight processes are made by a little girl from the tea mountain in her hometown this year." Xia Beibei first introduced the tea.
"Who knows if you made this yourself, maybe Brother Yu bought it for you from outside." As soon as Xia Beibei finished speaking, Nangong Xian'er's sharp voice rang out.
It’s just a cup of tea, what’s so great about it?
Does it need to be introduced so carefully? If they go on like this, when will they have to wait to come to a conclusion?
She didn't think that the dishes she made would be any worse than Xia Beibei.
Hey, in fact, someone like Nangong Xian’er who has always been high above and self-righteous is quite sad.
However, as soon as her words fell, she was stared at by the old man, "The old man hasn't asked you aloud, what are you saying?"
"Don't be angry, old man, the little girl should give a brief introduction, so as not to waste time and make everyone unhappy." Xia Beibei said lightly.
Nangong Xian'er is really not an ordinary ignorant, the elder is talking, how can she interrupt, didn't you see her answer respectfully here?
"Okay." The old man nodded and did not object.
"Here are four dried fruits: strange-flavored walnuts, crystal fudge, spiced cashews, sticky peanuts, four candied fruits: candied oranges, candied crabapples, candied bananas, candied plums, four pastries: Huazhan Longan, Aiwowo, Jam Golden Cake, Two-color water chestnut cake, four pickles: imperial court radish..."
Xia Beibei's table dishes are completely based on the dishes of the thousand old people's banquet in the Manchu and Han banquets, but in the country of fantasy, it is the only one, there is no other.
After listening to her introduction, the other four judges who couldn't hold their temper for a long time already picked up their own chopsticks and started to eat the dishes on the table.
In this scene, looking at Nangong Xian'er's eyes, an originally delicate face was distorted beyond recognition.
Her food has been on the table for so long, they are immortal, they don't even look at it, and Xia Beibei's food has just been on the table, and they can't wait to eat it, what does this mean, despise her dishes?
After Xia Beibei finished introducing them one by one, the old man nodded with satisfaction, "It's such a pity, girl, if you can be a cook and master the world's delicious food, the position of the chef **** is not sure who it belongs to."
"Old no...Old man, what do you mean by this, Chef Yang is still standing here, who are you talking about?" Nangong Xian'er heard that the old guy was actually complimenting Xia Beibei, and immediately rushed over.
Xia Beibei's dishes are just a little more beautiful. She doesn't believe it. Xia Beibei's dishes are even more delicious than the dishes she made under the guidance of Yang Kuo.
"Well, Mr. Liu, this is simply delicious." Another old man, as if he didn't hear Nangong Xian'er's scolding, excitedly pointed at the dish in front of him with his chopsticks.
How long has it been since he tasted so delicious, too many years.
"All of you, walk around and see for yourself, whoever thinks the dishes are good, then stand on whose side." At this time, Dongfang Yunhao spoke, speaking to everyone in King Xun's mansion.
Dongfang Yunhao's voice just fell without blinking. Many people who were standing behind Nangong Xian'er to watch the excitement all stood on Xia Beibei's side.
And those people on Xia Beibei's side didn't even move their feet.
"You...you..." Nangong Xian'er was so angry that her hands were shaking. How bad was the food she made to be so disgusted?
"Go down, we will let you know when we agree on a result." Elder He stopped at Xia Beibei and Nangong Xian'er.
"Mr. hard work." Xia Beibei just said this, then turned and left.
"Hmph, sycophants." Nangong Xian'er was even more panicked when she saw that she was so flattering with a few old men. Would she want her dignified princess to flatter those old men in order to win the game?
She doesn't want it.
"Yeah." He nodded with satisfaction. This girl is neither arrogant nor impetuous, but has a good temper. That boy Yu'er has found a good lady for himself, but unfortunately, she is still young.
"Bei'er, come here." On the other side, just as Xia Beibei came over, Dongfang Yu stood up and waved to her.
"Dongfang, how are the dishes I made today?" Xia Beibei walked up to him happily and asked him.
Although it is for winning, if it can be recognized by Dongfang Yu, it is more important than winning the game.
"Very good, great, my Belle is always the best." Dongfang Yu praised softly, raising his hand and gently stroking her face.
"Then do you like it? I'll go back and make it for you?" Xia Beibei's eyes suddenly lit up.
"I don't like it." Unexpectedly, Dongfang Yu said such a sentence.
"Gah?!" Xia Beibei was choked by his words, and she was in no mood to tell her that she didn't like it.
"Haha, Xia Jiuniang, it turns out that your cooking isn't that good. Brother Yu doesn't like it either. It's a shame, isn't it?"
Those judges are not old and useless at all, or they have received the benefits of Xia Jiuniang, and they will praise Xia Jiuniang's dishes unanimously.
Xia Beibei gave Nangong Xian'er a blank look, then turned to look at Dongfang Yu again, "Why don't you like it, I did it for six... No, it was three hours."
She originally wanted to stretch out six fingers, but thinking about it, this is not an hour meter, so she stretched out three fingers.
Do you know how much energy it takes to cook dishes for six hours in a row? She was almost exhausted.
I was quite happy, because I would definitely get the approval. How could I know that Dongfang Yu even gave her such a casual sentence, and was laughed at by this annoying Nangong Xian’er.
"In the future, I will leave the kitchen to Shiqi and Shiqing. It's too tiring." Dongfang Yu stretched out his hand, half wrapped his arms around her waist, and took her to his chair to sit down.
In the past, I just thought that the food Belle made was the delicacy in the world. I had seen Belle make pasta several times, but he never thought that the process of Belle cooking these delicacies would be so tiring. His heart ached in pain.
Xia Beibei: "..."
She rolled her eyes speechlessly, and after doing it for a long time, it turned out that she was distressed for herself, which made her misunderstood, and Nangong Xianer gave her a 'joke' for nothing.
"I'm not tired. As long as you like it, I will do it for you every day, and I'm willing." Xia Beibei suddenly took Dongfang Yu's arm and said affectionately.
I'm tired today, but this is a special situation. If she only takes care of Dongfang Yu's stomach, where would she need so many dishes?
"Brother Yu, Xian'er...Second brother, what are you doing, Xian'er still needs..." Nangong Xian'er saw that Xia Beibei was holding Dongfang Yu's arm in a stubborn manner, and she was jealous to the point of death.
However, as soon as she opened her mouth, Nangong Lixing stretched out her hand and pulled them to other places.
"Where are they going, aren't they waiting for news?" Xia Beibei looked at Nangong Lixing curiously as they went away.
"Whether it's the same or not." Dongfang Yu said lightly.
Nangong Lixing is not that idiot Nangong Xian'er. At this point, he still feels good about himself and thinks he will win.
It is estimated that some Nangong Xian’er will suffer later.
"Belle, you were just jealous, didn't you?"
What he cares more about is his Belle. She wasn't so proactive in the past. This time, it must be because of Nangong Xian'er. Sure enough, Belle cared about him the most.
"Who is jealous?" Xia Beibei argued with a blushing face.
She wouldn't admit that she suddenly became weird because she saw the **** Nangong winking at Dongfang Yu during the competition just now.
However, Nangong Xian'er also had to guard against it. Who knew that if she lost this move, the next move would be a sinister move.
"You stay away from that woman in the future, lest she dig a hole and put you in it," she reminded.
"Don't worry, except for my Belle, other women will not even look at other women." Dongfang Yu smiled gently, raised his hand and touched her head.
"It's about the same." Xia Beibei raised her brows in satisfaction.
"Miss Jiu, you must be hungry. My subordinates made something to eat for you. Hurry up and eat it." Wu Shiqi came over with a bowl of noodle soup, and Wu Shiqi immediately moved a table for him. leave it.
Xia Beibei touched his belly and smiled embarrassedly at Dongfang Yu, "I'm really hungry."