Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

Three hours passed quickly, and just when everyone felt that they hadn't seen enough of Xia Beibei's gale-like movements, Xia Beibei, Xia Xiaoju and Feng Xing'er started to put all the prepared dishes on the table. Go to the table that belongs to you.

Not only the people from Prince Xun's Mansion and a few old men, but even a great god like Yang Kuo would be willing to bow down to those exquisite dishes that made people can't bear to eat their chopsticks.

The carving skills of each fruit flower, the color matching of each dish, anyway, he thinks that he does not have the ability to achieve such perfection.

And the fragrance floating in the air can almost make people's nose fall off.

Nangong Lixing sat on his own chair, motionless, his knuckles had already turned blue due to his excessive force.

The guards sent didn't come back, that is to say, the matter was not completed, and they were silenced?

As soon as Xia Beibei's dishes came out, he didn't even have any remorse, and wanted to strangle Nangong Xian'er to death.

"Girl, tell us what the names of these dishes are." The oldest old man asked Xia Beibei kindly.

"Returning to the old man, this is fragrant tea, silver needle tea, which is the first round of buds picked from spring flowers. The eight processes are made by the little girl picking tea 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 the big deal?

Does it need to be introduced so carefully? If it goes on like this, how long will they have to wait until they come to a conclusion?

She didn't feel at all that the dishes she cooked were any worse than Xia Beibei's.

Hey, in fact, it is quite sad for someone like Nangong Xian'er who has always been high and self-righteous.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she was stared at by the old man, "The old man hasn't asked you aloud yet, what do you want to say?"

"Don't be angry, old man. Let me introduce you briefly, so as not to waste time and offend everyone." Xia Beibei said lightly.

Nangong Xian'er is really not ordinary ignorance, the elder is talking, how can she interrupt, didn't you see her answer here respectfully?

"Okay." The old man nodded without objecting.

"Here are four dried fruits: strange flavor walnuts, crystal fudge, spiced cashew nuts, sticky peanuts, four candied fruits: candied oranges, candied crabapples, candied bananas, candied plums, and four pastries: Huazhan longan, Ai Wowo, jam golden cake, Two-color water chestnut cake, four pickles: court radish..."

The dishes on Xia Beibei's table are completely based on the dishes in the banquet of thousands of seniors in the Manchu Banquet, but in the fantasy country, there is no other dish.

Listening to her introduction, the other four judges, who had long been impatient, picked up their own chopsticks and began to eat the dishes on the table.

In this scene, in Nangong Xian'er's eyes, a face that was supposed to be pretty delicate was distorted beyond recognition.

Her food has been on the table for so long, they old people didn't even look at it, and Xia Beibei's food was just on the table, they couldn't wait to eat it, what does this mean? I hate her dish?

After Xia Beibei finished introducing them one by one, the old man nodded in satisfaction, "You girl, what a pity, if you can be a cook and master all the delicacies in the world, who will be the master of cooking?"

"No... old man, what do you mean by that? Chef Yang is still standing here, who are you talking about?" Nangong Xian'er heard that the old guy was praising Xia Beibei, and immediately rushed over.

Xia Beibei's dishes are just prettier, she just can't believe it, Xia Beibei's dishes are even more delicious than the ones she cooks under Yang Kuo's guidance.

"Well, Mr. Liu, this is really delicious." The other old man seemed to have not heard Nangong Xian'er's scolding at all, and with the chopsticks in his hand, he pointed at the dish in front of him excitedly.

How long has he not tasted such a delicacy, too many years.

"All of you, walk around and see for yourself, and stand on the side of whoever you think has good food." At this moment, Dongfang Yunhao spoke, and he spoke to everyone in Prince Xun's mansion.

As soon as Dongfang Yunhao finished speaking, without blinking an eye, many people who were standing behind Nangong Xian'er to watch the excitement all moved to Xia Beibei's side.

And those people on Xia Beibei's side didn't even move, and didn't even move their feet.

"You...you..." Nangong Xian'er was so angry that her hands trembled. How bad was her food that she was so disgusted?

"You guys go down, we will let you know when we agree on a result." Elder He stopped at Xia Beibei and Nangong Xian'er.

"You've worked hard, old man." Xia Beibei just said this, then turned and left.

"Hmph, sycophant." Nangong Xian'er felt even more panicked when she saw that she was fawning over these old bastards so much. Could it be that she is going to let her majestic princess, in order to win the competition, also fawn on those old bastards?

She doesn't want it.

"En." Mr. He nodded with satisfaction. This girl is neither arrogant nor impatient, but has a good temper. That kid Yu'er has found a good lady for himself, but unfortunately, she is still young.

"Bei'er, come here." On the other side, as soon as Xia Beibei came over, Dongfang Yu had already stood up and waved to her.

"Dongfang, how about the dishes I cooked today?" Xia Beibei happily stepped forward and asked him.

Although it is for winning, if Dongfang Yu's approval can be obtained, it is more important than winning the game.

"Very good, great, my Belle will always be the most powerful." Dongfang Yu praised softly, raising her hand to gently caress her face.

"Then do you like it? I'll make it for you when I go home?" Xia Beibei's eyes lit up when she heard it.

"I don't like it." Unexpectedly, Dongfang Yu said this.

"Huh?!" Xia Beibei choked on his words, lost all mood, and even told her that he didn't like it.

"Haha, Xia Jiuniang, it turns out that the dishes you cook are not that good. Brother Yu doesn't even like them. It's really embarrassing, isn't it?" Nangong Xian'er was delighted when he heard Dongfang Yu's words.

Those judges are not old and useless at all, or they have taken Xia Jiuniang's favor to 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 after 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 at first, because I would definitely get the approval, but how could I know that Dongfang Yu said such a flattering sentence to her, and was even laughed at by this annoying Nangong Xian'er.

"I'll leave the kitchen to Shiqi and Shiqing in the future. It's too tiring." Dongfang Yu stretched out his hand, put his arms around her waist, and led her to his chair and sat down.

In the past, he just thought that the food made by Beier was the most delicious food in the world, and he had seen Beier make pasta a few times, but he never thought that the process of Beier making these delicacies would be so tiring. His heart ached.

Xia Beibei: "..."

She rolled her eyes speechlessly, and after a long time, it turned out that she felt sorry for herself, which caused her to misunderstand, and Nangong Xian'er gave her a 'joke' for nothing.

"I'm not tired. As long as you like it, I'm willing to do it for you every day." Xia Beibei suddenly took Dongfang Yu's arm and said affectionately.

I'm tired today, but this is a special situation. If she is only taking care of Dongfang Yu's stomach, why would she need so many dishes?

"Brother Yu, Xian'er...Second brother, what are you doing, Xian'er wants to..." Nangong Xian'er was so jealous when she saw Xia Beibei hugged Dongfang Yu's arm with a face.

However, as soon as she opened her mouth, she was pulled by Nangong Lixing, and the two of them dragged her to another place.

"Where are they going? Don't you wait for news?" Xia Beibei looked curiously at Nangong Lixing's back as they went away.

"It's the same whether you wait or not." Dongfang Yu said lightly.

Nangong Lixing is no idiot like Nangong Xian'er, when it comes to this, he still feels good about himself and thinks he will win.

It is estimated that Nangong Xian'er will suffer later.

"Belle, you were jealous just now, weren't you?"

He cared more about his Belle. She used to not be so proactive. This time, it must be because of Nangong Xianer. Sure enough, Belle cared about him the most.

"Who's jealous?" Xia Beibei argued with a slightly red face.

She would not admit that she suddenly became weird because she saw Nangong bitch winking at Dongfang Yu during the match just now.

However, Nangong Xian'er also had to guard against it, who knew if her move was defeated, the next move would be some sinister move.

"Stay away from that woman in the future, lest she dig a hole and put you in it." She reminded.

"Don't worry, apart from my Belle, I won't even look at other women." Dongfang Yu smiled gently, and raised his hand to stroke her head.

"It's not too bad." Xia Beibei frowned in satisfaction.

"Miss Nine, you must be hungry. This subordinate has made something for you. You can eat quickly." Wu Shiqi came over with a bowl of noodle soup, and Wu Shiqi immediately moved a table for him leave it alone.

Xia Beibei touched her stomach, and smiled at Dongfang Yu embarrassedly, "I'm really hungry."