There is an old saying from our master's generation, without the tail-burning banquet, there would be no Man-Han Banquet."

"The emperors of the Tang Dynasty still lived comfortably," Wang Shixiang said with a smile: "If you tell them that you can only eat three bites of this dish..."

Huang Yongyu: "I have already dismissed him as disrespectful!"

"So," Master Gao said as he ordered the menu for the Manchu-Han Banquet:

"Although some of the ingredients here look lively, in many cases it is not as delicious as a plate of tofu."

"Yuan Mei, a master of gourmet cuisine in the Qing Dynasty, once said," Zhu Jiaxin agreed: "Tofu is more delicious than bird's nest, but seafood is not as good as bamboo shoots."

"Yes," Master Gao said to himself, it turns out there is someone at this table who understands: "That's what Yuan Mei wrote in "Suiyuan Food List"."

Hearing this, Jianghe sat next to Jiangshan and said in a low voice:

"Lao San, listen to what this old man wants, he's not just going to give us a vegetarian diet, right?"

Jiang Shan's heart suddenly changed: "Listen first to what he has to say next."

"We have Fangshan," Master Gao said, pointing to a restaurant menu:

“Gathering some classic delicacies from Manchu and Han banquets here,

Some of the delicacies in the palace have been preserved after our improvements."

"For example, steaming bear paws," Chef Gao pointed in the direction of the kitchen: "I heard that you are coming, so I started steaming them early this morning."

When everyone heard this, they all became happy.

"Actually, in order to welcome your arrival," Master Gao looked around the table and said, "We have already started preparing the dishes."

Jiang Shan: "You're in trouble!"

Wang Fulin: "I'm causing trouble for you."

"What's this?"

Master Gao said in his heart that as long as you don’t let us prepare the Man-Han banquet:

"What about exquisite presentation, beautiful utensils, and cooking skills?

We don’t dare to say anything else, but these requests are not difficult for us.”

"Next," Master Gao waved to the waiting waiter: "Let's come and see Zhen Zhang'er!"

In accordance with the requirements of the Ministry of Culture and the Ministry of Propaganda, Fangshan Restaurant has indeed made solid preparations for several days.

Before Jiang Shan and his party arrived, they were really afraid that these ancestors would ask for a Manchu-Han banquet.

Now take a closer look at the menu handed over by Jiang Shan.

Master Gao walked back to the kitchen with a smile on his face.

Seeing the head chef walking in all directions, various desks in the kitchen quickly gathered around him.

"What did those people say?"

"Are we really going to have a Manchu-Han banquet?"

"Don't worry," Master Gao said with a smile, "I just came to inquire about the reality of the Man-Han Banquet, and we didn't mean to hype it up at all.

Moreover, I just heard from two comrades outside that many people abroad who do not know the truth are boycotting our Greater China cuisine.

Even a lot of our country’s foreign exchange has been earned by Japan.”

"This is not bad."

"If the food in our country is not delicious," Chef Hong An pointed in the direction of the hall: "Then why do these grandsons come here in such a hurry?"

"You're talking about people who have never been here before," Master Gao glared at the other person: "So, in order to promote our Greater China cuisine, the TV station is planning to shoot a promotional video here."

"Photograph us?"

"So we're going to be on TV."

"It's not just our family," Master Gao said, "there are also Diaoyutai and Tingli Hall."

"The State Guesthouse is also inside?"

"So," Master Gao took out the "Jiangshan Menu" and waved it in the air:

"As chefs, we must perform well this time and contribute our share to promote the food culture of our motherland."

…

"Two dragons playing with pearls, hibiscus bird's nest, anchovy fin..."

"Oolong spit beads, golden toad abalone, first-grade tofu..."

Looking at the delicacies one after another, they were placed on the mandarin yellow tablecloth on golden bases.

Zhu Jiazhu, who had been looking forward to this mouthful for a long time, was smiling like a child.

"Xiao Jiang, come on," he raised his glass and looked at Jiang Shan: "Uncle, here's a toast to you."

"That's not possible," Jiang Shan replied: "Uncle, are you happy today?"

"I'm so happy," Zhu Jiazhu was so happy:

"Gao Luo didn't expect that you actually helped uncle realize the joke he made at the Peace Hotel."

"When you made this wish," Chen Peisi said with a smile, "Fortunately, I said you would take me with you."

"It's true," Zhu Jiazhu also remembered: "It seems that this wish can really be granted!"

Regardless of whether they understood or not, everyone at the table had sweet expressions on their faces.

In their opinion, the food on the table in front of them is the most important thing at the moment.

"Steamed deer tail, steamed bear paw, grilled camel paw with green onion, swallow tail peach blossom shrimp..."

Everyone at the table was a good man, no matter how old they were, even Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai ate happily.

For Jiang He, who returned to Yanjing for the first time, the glorious image of the capital of the motherland was completely impressed upon him.

At this moment, while Jiang Shan was leading his team to have a meal in Beihai Park, the literary and art workers who had received the transfer order had already set off for Yanjing.

At the same time, lanterns from Pujiang, Nanjing, Zigong, and Cangzhou were already on their way to Yanjing.

According to the plan, tickets for the national large-scale lantern festival joint exhibition scheduled to be held in Beihai Park will be officially sold to the public soon.

According to Jiangshan's estimation, the profit from the lantern festival in Beihai Park is enough to finance the promotional film!
Chapter completed!