Egg cooking?

The first thing Qin Shou thought of was golden egg fried rice. This thing was so simple for him. Although he couldn't write poetry, don't forget that this world is a different world. There were no 300 Tang poems, nor were there any poets such as poets and saints!

Therefore, writing this poem was simpler for him.

Soon the cuisine poetry meeting officially began. Some "talented men" who had been preparing for a long time had stood up and started to write poems to Leng Ningshuang and the two judges on stage. To be precise, they wrote poems to Leng Ningshuang.

A young man holding a folding fan in his hand and wanted to pretend to be elegant but not so elegant, stood up and started writing poems.

"I see that the clouds in the sky are red, and the ground is green and purple. Beauties are more beautiful like flowers, making people not drunk after seeing them!"

After listening to the poems that this person recited, Qin Shou's embarrassment immediately broke out again. What is this broken poem? And what is the most unbearable thing is that some of the better people even line up.

"What a good poem, I won't start, I've sang such a stunning poem!"

"I'm offering ugly things!"

After the man sat down, another handsome young man in red served also came to the front and bowed slightly to Leng Ningshuang and said, "Miss Ningshuang, in hip-hop, the poem writing of this cuisine poetry meeting is 'Monthly Night Thoughts'!"

This young man named Bai Ruyu, with a handsome appearance and grace, immediately attracted the admiration of many women.

"So handsome~ I miss you on the moonlit night, it seems to be a love poem~"

"Young Master Baiyu is going to recite love poems~ I can't stand my little heart. It's so handsome and charming!"

"Come on, Mr. Ruyu, this number one must be yours!"

Under the gaze of everyone, the person named Bai Ruyu finally began to recite poems.

The night scene is even deeper and the autumn is not yet autumn. The bright moon casts the moon shadow building. The wind blows and the flowers fall and dances with graceful spirits, half-covered and half-covered. Zhuang Sheng turns into butterflies and flys his wings, and I wish to spend the good autumn with Wushan!

After hearing this, Qin Shou finally felt that it was not so embarrassing. This can barely be called a poem...

"Good poems, good poems!"

One of the judges praised the eternal praise and said: "The words are shallow and the meaning is deep, and the aftertaste is endless. The whole poem is full of emotions, and it is a rare good poem!"

The judges' names obviously gave Bai Ruyu's poem a high evaluation. The people below also shouted, while some illegitimate women were almost obsessed with excitement.

"Young Master Bai Ruyu is so awesome~ I like him so much!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? This young master Bai is a regular customer of our Never Sleeping Building. He cooks a good dish and is also the second place in the previous session!"

When Qin Shou heard this, he shook his head and disdained. The poems made by such people are the second most popular. How bad is the level of poetry in this world?

But there is no doubt that everyone here has tried their best to get the first place. Whether it is nothing or writing poetry, only by satisfying Leng Ningshuang can he be qualified to have a stable reputation.

However, this Poetry and Cuisine Conference in the Never Sleep Building was held for the past five years, but it only ranked second... The reason is that there was no one who satisfies her for five consecutive years.

After Bai Ruyu made the poem, he brought out the dishes he made. The theme was eggs, so he naturally took out the dishes related to eggs. This was a bowl, the color was red, and a whole egg was put into it, as well as ingredients such as dates.

"Is this a sugary egg?"

Sugar-water eggs, this dish is a common dish in Qinshou, which is no longer common in the world, but the sugar-water eggs he makes seem different from others. The others are boiling raw eggs in boiling water, but he cooks them first with a shell, and then puts them in a pot for stewing.

"That's right, it's just sugar-water eggs!"

"But why are the eggs in this dish purple-red?"

Bai Ruyu explained: "When I cook eggs, I use not clean water, but soup made with beetroot!"

"Beetroot? I understand, is the reason why eggs appear purple-red because the profession of beetroot is purple-red, and then it all penetrates it?"

"But is this really delicious?"

Except for the cold condensed frost, after the other two people ate it, their expressions changed suddenly and they were completely trapped in the deliciousness of the dishes.

"Look, look. I'm playing with the two judges Qiangu and Changbai and are trapped in the deliciousness of this sugar-water egg!"

"Young Master Xiaobai's strength is amazing!"

"Bai Ruyu is still a true hot topic today. Is he the number one?"

Qin Shou looked at her very beautifully, but found that the expression on Leng Ningshuang's face had not changed at all, and she was completely touched without any effect. This level could not touch her. It was obvious that her inner taste was so high and impeccable.
Chapter completed!