Ren Baqian looked at him with his head tilted, then what did you do with a look like you ate stool just now?

"It's up to you." Ren Baqian said.

"Brother Ren, the dishes for His Majesty's birthday party this time..." The manager shouted again, and this time he felt much happier. It seemed that the hurdle in his heart had passed.

"Make two portions, one is normal, and the other is a bit off the wrong side. When you see whether those people are in line with Your Majesty's thoughts. If Your Majesty is happy, we will not bother them. If Your Majesty is unhappy, they will not want to eat well." Ren Baqian said.

After hearing what Ren Baqian said, everyone in the imperial kitchen laughed.

"How do you arrange the banquet? How many people will be at the table? How many dishes?" Ren Baqian asked again.

"Two people have a table, six dishes, and each one has a soup. This year, His Majesty said it would be a little different from previous years." said the manager.

Ren Baqian nodded. This was not much. It was too easy to make six hard dishes from Chinese recipes.

Just find a birthday party and wedding banquet at least a dozen dishes.

Pick some lion heads, four-happy meatballs, and refried meat, so as to ensure that all the people who come to eat them.

Next, Ren Baqian stayed in the imperial kitchen until midnight, first selected eight dishes, and asked the chefs in the imperial kitchen to practice making first, and then select six to make a menu.

As for another recipe, Ren Baqian is going to go back and study the dark cuisine carefully, and then choose six dishes and one soup.

If you choose this, Ren Baqian is confident that he will give the people who come this time an unforgettable experience.

Very unforgettable.

We guarantee that they will come after they are full next year's dinner.

The next morning, Ren Baqian was listening to Ning Caichen's bragging. It seemed that after he walked around yesterday, he found that only Ren Baqian could listen to him. He came early in the morning, not long after Ren Baqian arrived and told Ren Baqian about his legendary stories along the way.

Ren Baqian was very interested in listening to what he said.

For example, the customs and customs of various places.

...

In the morning, a large group of carriages and horses entered Lancheng.

The convoy first stopped at a location on Jingyang Street. There were three shops at that location. At this time, all of them were sealed with seals on them.

The sign above says Wanjialou.

A man in a purple satin robe and a mustache got off the carriage, and looked up at the three sealed shops with his hands behind his back.

"Uncle San, is this our property in Lancheng?" One man got off from the other two carriages, both around twenty years old, one heroic and the other handsome.

"Yes. Your third uncle and the others were all put into prison. This time we came for this matter." said the man called the fifth uncle.

"These gangs of barbarians." The young man with a handsome appearance said indignantly, with anger on his face.

"Silence it. This is not our home. You have to remember something outside. You can eat something randomly and not talk nonsense. If something happens to you here, no one can take you out." The middle-aged man frowned.

"My nephew knew he was wrong." The heroic man quickly lowered his head and said.

"You two know what to do this time?" asked the middle-aged man.

"I know. It's just Uncle Fifth, that Qi Zixiao is really as beautiful as a flower?" asked the handsome young man.

"More than that. When I came to Dayao to see him from afar, it was a beauty in the world. This time I brought you here, just with the idea of ​​what to do. Don't think too much. Young talents from all over the country who have this mind are like crucian carp crossing the river.

Now that our Yun Kingdom is in chaos, the man is in power alone and rejects dissidents. Undercurrents are surging, and he has to plan a place to retreat. Although there are many wealthy families in Daxia, although there have been arrangements for a long time, it is not easy to gain a foothold.

I strongly advocate the path of Dayao. There is no shortage of brave generals and warriors in Dayao. What I lack is the talent who can govern the country. Although Dayao's emperor is a daughter and is not old, he has a very broad mind. If you two can show your talents and make her interested, you may gain a foothold in Dayao.

Unfortunately, although your third uncle has been in charge of the industry for many years, he is greedy. He not only invested himself in it, but also invested the industry here. My Zhang family's reputation here has been ruined by him.

This time we come here mainly to save the situation here. As for the others, just know them in your heart, don’t go too far or force them.”

"I know, Uncle Wu, we believe your words. In our family, Uncle Wu's vision and knowledge are not comparable to others, and we know it. But there is a little doubt. If we stay here and are known to others, I'm afraid that the family will not be able to explain it." The two looked at each other and said the handsome young man.

"Don't worry too much about this. I found two people in my early years, which was enough to pretend to be you in the family. As long as I live in seclusion, I don't have to worry about being discovered. Even if you are known about your situation here, it is a coincidence of the same name and surname and similar appearance. This is still a matter of the family."

"Let's go, go to Honglu Department." The middle-aged man waved his hands to the two and ended the conversation.

The two of them were not at peace after returning to the car. They knew the middle-aged man meant that they wanted to get a job here. Although they didn't like this wilderness, they had no choice for the sake of their family.

However, Qi Zixiao, who was called the stunning beauty of the world in the middle-aged man, made the two of them a little curious, and wanted to see what the Queen of Da Yao, who was praised by Uncle Wu, looked like.

The chariot and horse arrived in front of the Honglu Department. A moment later, Ren Baqian received the news and took Xiong Ju out of the door. He saw the three people standing at the door and the chariot and horse slightly further away.

In the middle is a middle-aged man with a elegant face and a mustache, and the two young men behind are very beautiful.

"This is here to use a handsome man trick!" Ren Baqian said to himself in his heart, "This is to compete with me for food. It must be suppressed. No matter how your Majesty arranges, you must be suppressed."

When the other person saw him, he was stunned. The Honglu Si Cheng was not a member of the ancient clan or a survivor of the Hao Kingdom. He looked more like a native of Daxia and Yun Kingdom.

This is someone who took the lead. This idea came to mind for several people.

"What do you call me? Where did you come from? Why did you come from?" Ren Baqian asked calmly, neither cold nor enthusiastic.

"In the next day, Zhang Junzheng, these two are both my own sons, Zhang Heqi and Zhang Heju. I know that in a few days it will be His Majesty's birthday, so I specially brought a gift from Yunguo to visit. I wonder what the lord calls him?"

"The surname is Ren, Ren Baqian, you can call me Ren Sicheng." Ren Baqian smiled, which was considered polite.

"Mr. Ren is a good name. The Kunpeng spreads its wings for eight thousand miles, and it will surely rise straight up." Zhang Heju, the handsome young man, praised.
Chapter completed!