Soon, the second round of questions came out. Bai Zepei and Tang Feng saluted each other, and then returned to their respective private rooms to write poems.

Bai Ruozhu looked at Tang Feng's back, feeling confused. Only then did she realize that Tang Feng's success in reaching this point was not just based on the knowledge from his previous life, but also on his personal ability. Just imagine that he has been immersed in Mrs. Lianluo's teahouse for many years. Coupled with his own understanding and the accumulation of previous lives, he will naturally not be bad.

But soon she thought about something. The second brother was not a time traveler. He was only nineteen years old, so how could he be so outstanding?

She remembers making a joke with her second brother and asking: "Second brother, how can you be so knowledgeable and such a monster?"

At that time, the second brother said in a very disgusting manner: "There is nothing I can do if I have good understanding."

Bai Ruozhu has also heard that there are people who are gifted in a certain way. For example, she has the talent to study medicine, and her grandfather also praised her back then. Some people have a talent for practicing martial arts. Even if they learn with others, they can quickly outperform others.

Thinking like this, Bai Ruozhu felt a little more at ease. Even though Tang Feng had the advantage of being a time traveler, her second brother was not without talent. What was he afraid of?

After a cup of tea, both Bai Zepei and Tang Feng handed their poems to the waiter outside the door. The two looked at each other with a look of scrutiny, but also a sense of sympathy.

Bai Ruozhu was leaning on the railing on the corridor and looking down. As soon as the waiter took down the poems written by the two of them, the people below all looked over and knew that the two young masters were upstairs and were paying attention to their works.

"Angu, are you okay? The time is coming soon. If you can't finish writing, just give up. Don't lose our people here." In the lobby, a young man next to Angu flashed his fan impatiently. Winter is here, do you need to fan like this?

Beads of sweat had appeared on An Gu's forehead. He was a little nervous to begin with. He still owed money for the meal for the guests. If he couldn't get the ranking, he wouldn't be able to get money to pay back the money.

As a result, my hands started shaking after being urged by the people next to me, and I finally finished a poem crookedly.

Bai Ruozhu was watching upstairs and shook his head. If Angu hadn't made careless friends, he might have been able to learn and improve through this, but now everything has changed.

In the end, the judges selected Bai Zepei as the winner of the second round, and Tang Feng came in second. Then they compared the poems of An Gu and another person to see who could win third place. For a while, the judges were a little undecided. .

"Angu's handwriting is too ugly, and he loses half a point to Liu Fang in this regard," one of the judges said.

Several other judges couldn't help but nod, so An Gu failed to make the top three this round.

Angu was sitting not far from the middle stage. Hearing the judges' words, his depressed face turned green. If he had been more stable just now...

Bai Ruozhu smiled and shook his head, then looked at his second brother and said, "Congratulations, second brother. The final round will be up to you and Tang Feng."

Bai Zepei chuckled, "It's strange today. Tang Feng and I are the ones in the limelight. Others are quiet. Not many talented people from the capital are here."

After hearing this, Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but glance at Tang Feng next to him. Did he arrange it?

In a blink of an eye, the third question came out. The requirement was to write a poem about welcoming guests to a new dish. This new dish would be placed on the stage, and the waiter would introduce its characteristics and taste to everyone. But the people who had won the top three before could It can be said that it is an absolute advantage to get a plate and taste it directly.

As soon as the dish was served, it was a roasted suckling pig, with two short candles lit at the pig's eyes. It attracted everyone's attention as soon as it came on the stage.

The pigs at this time were all naturally raised, and their meat was inherently delicious, not to mention this specially raised suckling pig.

There was a gasp in the audience, and someone shouted: "Is this a piglet? It's too wasteful to kill it and eat it before it grows up, right?"

"You are definitely not a gourmet. People must have their own specialties when welcoming guests. It's a pity that I didn't get the top three, so I can't taste it myself." Another person swallowed his saliva and said.

At this time, three portions of suckling pig were brought out, and two portions were sent directly upstairs to Tang Feng and Bai Zepei. The third place, Liu Fang, was sitting downstairs, with the suckling pig on his table. , and was immediately surrounded by people.

Tang Feng glanced at the suckling pig, then smiled at Bai Ruozhu, "This dish was probably Miss Bai's idea, right?"

This one asked knowingly. Bai Ruozhu endured his anger and said: "I am not participating in the competition now. Mr. Tang can't call me by my last name. My husband's family name is Jiang."

Tang Feng laughed twice, saluted Bai Ruozhu, and said, "It's Mrs. Jiang. I'm being rude. Thinking of Mr. Jiang's anger at being a beauty, and the might of two hundred elite soldiers that shocked the arena, it's no wonder that he can I have won Mrs. Jiang’s heart.”

Bai Ruozhu laughed twice and said, "Master Tang, please go and try the suckling pig. It will lose its flavor when it gets cold. And you also have to write a poem, so don't be too late."

After saying that, she turned around and pulled her second brother back to the private room. She picked up the knife and fork next to her and started cutting it. While cutting, she said excitedly: "I didn't expect Shen Lu to be so generous. We are in such good luck today."

Bai Zepei laughed, "Don't you think you can eat it anytime you want?"

"That's different. This is just what the second brother won. It has a different meaning." Bai Ruozhu said and put the cut pieces on the second brother's plate. "Try it while it's hot. Then you can write poems."

Bai Zepei took a bite and instantly felt the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth. This suckling pork was really tender, and it was actually more delicious than any meat he had eaten before.

He looked at Bai Ruozhu with a look of admiration. He had to admit that when it came to tasting delicious food, his little sister was definitely at the Jinshi level, which is what the little sister herself jokingly called a "foodie".

Bai Zepei took a few bites and soon fell into deep thought. Bai Ruozhu didn't dare to disturb him, so he ate happily and silently. He didn't know how Tang Feng was eating next to him.

Soon, Bai Zepei picked up the pen and started writing. Bai Ruozhu glanced at it and wrote well. He compared this dish to the dishes at the immortal banquet, and it would be more delicious if paired with fine wine and jade dew. Bai Ruozhu laughed wildly in her heart. She really wanted to give her second brother 32 likes so that she could prepare a wine called Qiongjiangyulu to welcome guests.

Soon, Bai Zepei finished writing the poem and sent it out. Bai Ruozhu also went out and poked his head towards Tang Feng. Soon Tang Feng also came out and handed the poem to the boy.

Because the third round was the last round, all the guests in the private room came out at this time. On the one hand, they gathered on the corridor to look eagerly at the new dish below. Even if they couldn't see it, they smelled and smelled it in the two famous rooms on the second floor. The aroma coming out is also good. On the other hand, it also depends on who wins this key sentence.

Tang Feng leaned on the railing, looking very comfortable. He looked at Bai Zepei and asked, "Brother Bai will not be angry if he loses to me, right?"

Bai Zepei laughed and asked, "If Mr. Tang loses to me, will he be angry?"

After saying that, both of them laughed.

At this time, the waiter read the third round of poems. Many people on the second floor came to the edge of the fence to hear it better. A tall fat man came out from the other side of Tang Feng's elegant room and also leaned close to him. Beside the railing.

At this moment, no one expected that a section of the fence on the second floor was broken with a click! -

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Today, a certain husband’s mobile game “Close the Door and Release Lu Bu” is launched on Apple. Friends with Apple phones can try it out if they are interested. Friends with Android phones will have to wait until the 20th to play. People who are familiar with Mouka know that Mouka used to be a gamer. She quit her job after giving birth to become a full-time mother and wrote books. But Mouka is also a true love for games. In addition, Mouka is the spokesperson for Fairy Jiang Xin who proposed this game. , it’s really beautiful and cute, I must go and see it if I like Jiang Xin as much as I do.