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Delicious wine and food, served one by one.

In the attic, the aroma of wine and food spreads.

There is a plate of tender raw meat that is not exposed to flames, but does not show blood, but has a fragrant smell.

There is also a plate of goose palms, which is golden in color and is poured with sauce. Although it has no fragrance, it seems to be full of it.

There is fish soup, which is milky white, with white smoke rising above the soup, and a umami smell fluttering.

There is a fried fish skin, which is black and shiny, crystal clear, like black jade.

If it is said to be the most ordinary one, it should be the plate of eggs with crystal color and bright patterns.

Qin Xianyu knew that these dishes with all the colors, fragrance and flavors in front of him must be extremely expensive, but he didn't know what the details were. He just vaguely felt that it seemed better than the birthday of the Shangguan family and the family banquet of the prime minister.

The dishes have not been served yet, but these few delicacies alone have made many people who have tasted all kinds of delicious food nod and secretly appreciate them.

"Behind Heyun Tower is the royal family, and the wine and dishes here are actually mostly royal wine and delicacies in the palace." The seventh girl gently picked up a piece of fish skin and said, "But these dishes are rare in the palace."

Qin Xianyu was slightly stunned.

The seventh girl suddenly laughed and said, "I have only tasted these dishes a few times. This time I came to the banquet not to support this young master, but because I have been idle recently and want to taste these dishes again."

Hearing this, Qin Xianyu's mind suddenly outlined a pretty girl, naughty and greedy appearance. However, when she turned around, Miss Seven still looked cold and could not see the naughty girl at all. Qin Xianyu almost thought she had heard the wrong thing just now.

At this time, footsteps approached.

A young man walked up to him and didn't even look at Qin Xianyu. He just said to the seventh girl: "Seventh junior sister, don't you like the main table, but instead like the position by the window?"

The seventh girl said, "This table is surrounded by the window, and the air is not as dull as inside. Besides, I am a little girl, and you also seem restrained when sitting on the main table."

The young man regarded Qin Xianyu as nothing, chatted with the seventh girl for a few words, then turned his head, looked at Qin Xianyu, smiled, and said, "My name is He Lang, a disciple of the Imperial Heaven Supervision. His master is Qiu Guan, one of the five senses of the Imperial Heaven Supervision, and Mr. Taizheng Tang Xuanli."

Disciple of the Imperial Heavenly Prison?

Originally, this man turned a blind eye to him, and Qin Xianyu didn't care much about this young man who had not even cultivated his true energy. He just heard his own origins and was actually a disciple of the Imperial Heavenly Prison. Qin Xianyu then looked at him carefully, then stood up and said, "The small Taoist Dharma name Yuhua."

"It turned out to be Taoist Master Yuhua."

A sneer flashed in He Lang's eyes, and he seemed very disdainful of the word "Fathering", but he did not reveal it on his face. He just pointed to the dishes on the table and smiled: "These dishes are very rare, and even in the palace, they may not be available every day. If it weren't for the young master of Shang, we would have rarely tasted them."

Qin Xianyu nodded and said, "It's extraordinary in color, fragrance and taste."

"This is natural." He Lang laughed twice before saying, "Only people with such identities can taste this kind of dish. It is a great blessing for ordinary people to see it once. I think Taoist Master Yuhua has never seen it before?"

The seventh girl paused her chopsticks, and her eyes showed a little light. She glanced at He Lang, then looked at Young Master Shang, then put down the chopsticks and said nothing.

Qin Xianyu vaguely realized that the visitor was not good, but he still smiled and said, "I have never seen it before."

"Then you should taste it well." He Lang smiled very happily and said, "Although it is difficult for me to taste it every day, I really have to grit my teeth and have to eat it a few meals. I am afraid that after eating this meal, I will not be able to taste it again in the future. I really should cherish it."

Before he could finish his words, he pointed to the plate of tender meat before and said, "This plate of raw meat comes from the pure white fox, without any variegated colors or odor. Do you know how many steps it takes to get such a plate of raw meat?"

Qin Xianyu said calmly: "I don't know."

"Then I will tell you." He Lang said with his hands slightly behind his back: "The pure white fox is rare. After capturing it, after several months of feeding the secret medicine, it made its sour and astringent meat delicious. Then it cracked a hole and dug out the fresh meat about the size of a finger. But this fresh meat is useless and abandoned. When the fresh and tender meat grows and is dug out again, it is still not used. It is not until the third time that the fox meat has just grown, the meat is tender and delicious and fragrant, and this piece of meat is dug out for meals."

"In order to prevent the fox from dying from being unable to withstand the pain of digging meat, each fox can only dig out a small piece. Such a plate of raw meat should be dozens of foxes to gather together."

After he said this, everyone present was a little surprised. Someone couldn't help but be curious. He grabbed a piece and put it in his mouth, and immediately praised him.

However, Qin Xianyu only frowned.

The seventh girl's face was even more unkind. She looked at the plate of raw meat and thought to herself that fortunately she didn't like raw meat and had never eaten this dish in Heyunlou. She looked at the plate of goose palms she liked more, and only then she breathed a sigh of relief after she confirmed that the goose palms were cooked food.

At this time, He Lang pointed to the goose palm again and said, "This plate of goose palm comes from the southern water town and has excellent meat quality."

"Feed the live goose first, put it on the iron plate, and roast it with charcoal below. The live goose cannot withstand the iron plate hot, and keeps running. As the medicine spreads, it flows to the palms with blood and qi. When it is finally, when its palms are ripe and cannot run, it falls down, and the blood and qi are mixed with the medicine and melts into the palms."

"In the end, I abandoned the live goose, cut off the soles of my feet, and made this plate of goose palms."

He Lang's explanation, when the seventh girl faced the goose palm, she no longer had an appetite.

"As for this fried fish skin, it is originally flexible and more tough than cowhide, but after many processes, its texture changes and is tender and crystal clear." He Lang sneered and said, "The fish soup is the same fish as this fish skin, and there is nothing to praise for the method."

Qin Xianyu sniffed it lightly before laughing: "There is no praise for the recipe, I want the ingredients to be extraordinary?"

"I still have some vision," He Lang said: "This fish is famous as the spotted fish, and it comes from the cold pond."

After saying that, he showed a lot of proud look.

The young business master there felt that his face was even longer and his smile increased a little.

"Cold pool?"

Some monks heard the word "Hantan" and immediately breathed in.

But what disappointed He Lang and others was that Qin Xianyu still looked confused.

After a moment of silence, Qin Xianyu looked at He Lang and asked sincerely: "Where is the Hantan?"

There was a dead silence in the Heyun Tower.

The young master Shang froze his smile on his face.

He Lang's cheeks twitched slightly.

Only the seventh girl couldn't help but laugh, and it was as if the flower was blooming, which was so touching.

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Speaking of the first time I arrived in the capital, I saved some scenes, but instead felt that I had not written the prosperous city I wanted to write about. This chapter uses an alternative method to describe the capital.

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