Chapter 2353

"The restaurant is not big, only two floors, but it is one of the most famous hotels in the whole dam.

There is no other reason, only because the cooking of mujiazhai is the most famous in the whole dam. It is known as the "hometown of chefs" in Bashang. Almost all chefs in Bashang came out of mujiazhai.

Although this place is small and the decoration is simple, it's valuable to come in for a meal. The minimum consumption is 20000 yuan. Mu Yuyao gritted his teeth and stamped his feet and emptied his pocket before ordering a table of food.

After they came to the second floor, they came to the private room under the guidance of the waiter.

In the retro tribal style, there is a faint smell of smoke in the private room. Even the tables and chairs are made of pear blossom wood.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help nodding slightly. In fact, there is no imagined backwardness on the dam. At least in terms of consumption concept and service level, it is first-class even in the outside world.

Jiang Beichen found a seat by the window, sat down and looked down. The whole tribe was at the bottom of his eyes, and there was a maple forest below. This season, it was red, and it looked very natural and beautiful, which was pleasing to the eyes.

"Hehe, Yuyao, brother Jiang also borrows your light to enjoy the beautiful scenery and delicious food at the same time!" Jiang Beichen couldn't help feeling.

Mu Yuyao pouted. "That's brother Jiang. The dishes are almost ready. Why don't we start first? Try what suits your foreigners' tastes. We can book a table for sister Xuewu when we go down!"

"Good!" Jiang Beichen smiled and picked up chopsticks.

Looking at the food on the table, it is really beautiful with complete color, aroma and taste.

Jiang Beichen glanced back. The diet style on the dam is mainly steamed vegetables, such as steamed bass. He prefers steamed vegetables and stews. He looks very healthy.

No wonder when he came, he saw many old people in the stockade. They looked old and wrinkled, but they were still hale and hearty. Jiang Beichen thought that the reason for their longevity was mostly related to light diet.

"Brother Jiang, how does it taste?" Mu Yuyao asked cautiously, looking forward to Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen nodded. "It's good! It tastes great. Is this Dongpo meat? We call it outside. It feels fat but not greasy. It's really delicious. This is the best Dongpo meat I've ever eaten!"

"Ha ha? Dongpo meat, this name is so funny! What's the origin?" Mu Yuyao tilted her small head with a novel expression.

"Ha ha, do you want to hear?"

"OK, I'll tell you!" Jiang Beichen smiled and immediately talked.

"During the yuan you period of the Song Dynasty, there was a wild man named Su Dongpo. At that time, Su Dongpo was appointed as the governor of Hangzhou. At the beginning of taking office, he learned that the West Lake in his jurisdiction was constantly flooded. Through field investigation, he organized and mobilized the local people to dredge the West Lake. After the completion of the project, a long dike was built in the West Lake, which brought benefits to the people's agriculture and mulberry in the future It not only benefits water conservancy, benefits future generations, but also adds a beautiful scenery to the West Lake. In order to thank Mr. Dongpo for his good deeds of benefiting the people, the local people knew that Mr. Dongpo was a poor and loving official, so they gave him a lot of pork and rice wine. But Mr. Dongpo thinks that the dredging of the West Lake is not only his own plan, but also the work of the people. Therefore, he ordered the chef to follow his unique experience of meat cooking and call it "slow fire, less wine, and it will be beautiful when the fire is full". He put the meat in several Shaoxing wine jars and stewed it. Later, he called it "Dongpo meat", which was used to entertain migrant workers and local parents and villagers! "

"Wow, there is such a profound story behind the original dish!" Mu Yuyao held her cheek and blinked her eyes.

Jiang Beichen smiled and continued: "in our Han nationality, many dish names or customs, such as zongzi and Tangyuan, eat not the thing itself, but a certain commemorative significance! Our Chinese people are very nostalgic and know how to be grateful! Therefore, various customs have been inherited to form a culture!"

"In fact, the more important purpose is to warn us how to be a good man from time to time through the things left by our ancestors!"

"When you grow up, you will find that being a man is really a very difficult thing. Being a perfect person is even more difficult!" Jiang Beichen couldn't help feeling.

Mu Yuyao seemed to know more than she knew. Immediately she couldn't help asking, "brother Jiang, are you perfect?"

"Me?" Jiang Beichen smiled and immediately shook his head.

He wants to be perfect, but how is it possible.

Even Wang Yangming, the first perfect person in history, is embarrassed to say that he is perfect.

How dare you call yourself perfect.

A perfect person is holy, meritorious, virtuous and talkative.

Jiang Beichen dare not say he is a saint.

After all, the sanctification of martial arts does not mean the sanctification of morality.

Double cultivation of life is the supreme road!

But mu Yuyao didn't think so. He said firmly, "brother Jiang, I think you are perfect!"

"Because only a perfect person can have many wives!"

"Er..." Jiang Beichen choked immediately.

Does this have anything to do with marrying a wife?

I really don't understand what Mu Yuyao is thinking in her head.

Mu Yuyao blushed and poked with the tip of her finger.

The man in her mind is brother Jiang. This is perfect!

Although I know brother Jiang is married, she really likes it.

Which girl is not in spring.

And at this age, just like Guo Xiang, who is ancient and strange, he likes uncle Yang Guo.

Brother style love, especially a sense of security, is also full of freshness and excitement.

If I could marry a man like brother Jiang, I would like her to be a little girl.

However, she was embarrassed to say such a shameful thing.

Don't let others know, otherwise, you have to laugh at yourself.

"Maybe some feelings are only suitable to be buried in the bottom of my heart?" Mu Yuyao sighed in her heart.

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