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"Xihelou hot dishes, water basin mutton!"

After shouting in a loud voice, another small pot of vegetables was placed in front of everyone.

But at this time, everyone was looking at Yan Kai expectantly, wanting to see if he had any more outstanding performances.

Yan Kai still took his time and came to everyone with plates.

"These are two dishes, and their names are two verses connected together..."

"Oh, Mr. Yan, please stop showing off!"

Those who were sitting would have wanted to stand up to see what Yan Kai was serving, if they hadn't taken etiquette into consideration.

"Haha, okay, the first dish is: the flowers are gradually enchanting."

As he said that, he put down the scrambled eggs with tomatoes and sliced ​​them into pieces. The red tomatoes and golden eggs really looked like messy flowers.

Before anyone could react, Yan Kai continued: "The second dish is: Asakusa can only have horseshoes!"

Then came the mutton stir-fried with green onions.

The mutton is stir-fried and curled up, really like a small water chestnut, and the asakusa is naturally a green onion leaf.

"Scattered flowers are becoming more and more charming, only Asakusa has no horseshoes..."

"It's a big deal!"

"Good poetry, really good poetry!"

Those people closed their eyes and shook their heads to realize it. The more they thought about it, the more they felt that this poem was also wonderful, no worse than the poem "Traveling to the Mountains" just now.

"Mr. Yan, you must have written this poem, right?"

No one can believe that there are so many good poems. No one has heard of them, but only Yan Kai has.

"No!" Yan Kai shook his head: "This poem was written by a poet named Bai Juyi. The whole poem is from the north of Gushan Temple to the west of Jiating..."

When Yan Kai finished memorizing the poem, these people were still savoring it carefully.

Although Jia Gong's Pavilion had not been built at this time, it did not affect their appreciation of the artistic conception of this poem at all.

"Gushan Temple and White Sand Embankment, these are the beautiful scenery of the West Lake described!"

"When I was young, I once went to the West Lake. The scenery was indeed beautiful, but I was drinking and having fun by the lake with my friends. It was a pity that this poem was missing!"

"Serve the wine, serve the wine! Serve the best wine!"

Someone shouted directly: "Today I have to hear these poems that will be passed down through the ages. How can I not drink?"

Everyone knows that it is not advisable to drink alcohol when tasting food, as it will ruin their taste.

But at this time, everyone couldn't bear it anymore.

Zheng Zhixun also had a smile on his face and said loudly: "Go to Zheng's liquor store and bring the best Vulcan sword. I will get drunk with everyone today."

"Ahem!" Yan Kai coughed lightly: "You are so drunk that you have forgotten what Taoist Master Miaoying said?"

Zheng Zhixun has been taking the medicine prescribed by Miaoying and others recently to regulate his body. The first one is not to drink alcohol.

Zheng Zhixun was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "Mr. Yan, can't you give this disciple some face?"

Others laughed when they saw it. Although Mr. Yan was younger than Zheng Zhixun, because of his talent, everyone felt that he was more mature than Zheng Zhixun.

As for the two poems that Yan Kai said just now were not written by him, haha, it’s just Du Mu and Bai Juyi. How can there be such a strange thing in the world?

No one knows anyone who can write eternal quatrains, but you, Yan Kai, know him, and they told you this eternal quatrains?

How can it be!

So everyone is sure that these two poems were probably written by Yan Kai himself. As for why he could write such poems at such a young age...

Is it okay to be a genius? Are there too few geniuses in history? Why don't you have one next to you?

At this time, Yan Kai brought up the last hot dish, fried beef with chili.

The color impact of the green and red peppers was still very strong, and everyone looked at Yan Kai curiously.

Yan Kai smiled and said: "Chili beef!"

"Hahaha, the host is so funny!"

At this time, netizens in the live broadcast room who had been watching were laughing like crazy.

"I thought there was going to be another cool verse to match the occasion, but the host came up with a line about chili beef, but it was gone!"

"These extras can't talk about our current jokes, otherwise they will definitely say: I have taken off my pants, and you are going to show me this?"

Everyone at the scene was indeed stunned, just this name?

This... we won't say what chili pepper is, but are your name and style too different from just now?

"Humph, Jiang Yan's talent is exhausted!" Changsun Geng said.

In the Southern Dynasty, Liang Jiangyan had few literary names and was known as Jianglang in the world. In his later years, he had no good poems, and people at that time said that his talent was exhausted.

It fits the situation here.

Zheng Zhixun said calmly: "You have to have talent before you can use it up. Unlike some people who have never had talent, how can they use it up?"

Mr. Yan, is that what you can say?

Yan Kai didn't want to continue to show off, because judging from everyone's performance, he knew that he already had a chance to win without having to eat.

The ancients focused on a certain artistic conception when doing many things. The poems and essays he just memorized combined with these dishes have already filled the artistic conception.

But Chang Sun Geng wanted to show his face, as if he was shouting at Yan Kai: "You come and fight, you come and fight, if you don't fight, I will look down on you!"

What can Yan Kai do? Then fight.

"Actually, Mr. Bai Juyi also has a poem, which I think can be used here..." Yan Kai pointed to the green and red peppers and said: "When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue."

After reciting it, Yan Kai mentioned the two sins in his heart, hoping that Mr. Bai Juyi would write better poems when he sees such a scene in the future.

"Red fire! Green and blue! Wonderful, wonderful, Mr. Yan, don't stop. Where is the whole poem? Where is the whole poem?"

Everyone excitedly asked Yan Kai to quickly write out the whole poem. The climax came one after another. They just felt that they had a great time today.

"Jiangnan is good, the scenery is familiar to me; the sunrise, the flowers on the river are redder than the fire..."

"Is this... a long or short sentence?"

"It's a long and short sentence, and the one just now is about Jiangnan. Could it be that there really was a talented man from Jiangnan named Bai Juyi?"

"The song about fighting for the warm trees, pecking at spring mud, charming eyes, and chaotic horse hooves just now uses movement to describe the scene! The song about the river as red as fire and the river as green as blue uses color to describe the scene! For a moment, I couldn't tell who was more beautiful. Better than that.”

Changsun Geng is almost smoking when he hears this. Are you here to eat or to talk about poetry?

Of course, he also knew that the reason why everyone came to the restaurant was not to drink, have fun, talk about poems and write poems?

When everyone started eating, they all felt that the tomato scrambled eggs, stir-fried lamb with green onions and chili beef had a unique flavor.

Some people even recited poems while eating, and drank a few sips of wine at the same time. They were so happy.

Needless to say, the final result was that Yan Kai's silk flower was much higher than Xi Helou's. This time, not many people gave Xi Helou credit to the Changsun family.

At this time, Touxi Helou will really be despised by everyone.

Even before the next dishes were served, Yan Kai was already sure of victory.