Qin Haodong smiled and reached for the third dish. After opening the lid, a spicy aroma filled the air.
He Ziwei sniffed her beautiful little nose and said, "What's that smell? It smells weird, but it's not bad! "
"This dish is called Boiled Fish. Please have a taste, Miss."
He Ziwei picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of fish into her mouth. After chewing it a few times, she stretched out the chopsticks again and put the white and tender fish into her mouth one after another.
Generally speaking, few girls could resist the temptation of Boiled Fish, and she was no exception.
However, after a few mouthfuls, the numb and spicy taste filled her mouth. She began to wave her little hands to fan her mouth.
"What's that taste? It's so delicious, but it's so exciting! "
Qin Haodong took out a bottle of Sprite and gave it to her. "This is called Boiled Fish. It's characterized by spicy and fragrant. The exciting taste you feel is spicy!"
He Ziwei picked up the Sprite and drank two mouthfuls. The spicy feeling in her mouth was a little better.
"Your water tastes so special, and it's very delicious."
She said with a burp.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhuo Wengong didn't say anything this time. He picked up the chopsticks and began to taste it.
He Ziwei said to He Zhong and others next to her, "Everyone, try it. I promise you have never eaten this kind of food before."
These people were curious and came over to try it.
Soon everyone was conquered by the charm of Boiled Fish. A large basin of fish fillets was eaten up in the blink of an eye.
"The spicy taste is really special. It's so delicious. I have never eaten such delicious fish!"
Listening to the praise around him, Zhuo Wengong couldn't say anything and could only admit defeat silently.
Qin Haodong took the last tray and said, "Miss Ziwei, this is the last dish I made. It tastes a little special. You have to be mentally prepared!"
"It tastes special. Weren't the previous three dishes special?"
He Ziwei had never tasted such a special dish before, so she was more curious about the plate in Qin Haodong's hand.
"You'll know after you taste it."
Qin Haodong said as he opened the tray in his hand. Suddenly a strong stench filled the air.
"My God, what's this smell? Why is it so smelly? "
"Is this still a dish? There must be a mistake. Bad ingredients were used … "
"This thing is so smelly, how can I eat it …"
Everyone looked at the black thing on the tray and stepped back. They had no idea what Qin Haodong had made.
Zhuo Wengong had suffered a series of setbacks. When he saw the dish, he immediately became spirited and shouted, "Qin Haodong, what are you doing? How dare you feed Ziwei something that's broken! "
Qin Haodong smiled and said, "This dish is called stinky tofu. It smells bad but tastes good.
At the same time, it also tells everyone that smelly things are not necessarily bad things. "
After saying that, he picked up a toothpick on the plate and put a piece of stinky tofu into his mouth. Then, he closed his eyes slightly and ate happily.
Seeing the look of enjoyment on his face, He Ziwei asked doubtfully, "Young Master Qin, is this thing really edible?"
Qin Haodong smiled and said, "I promise, as long as you eat, you won't be able to put down your chopsticks."
If it weren't for the previous three dishes, He Ziwei wouldn't have been able to make such a decision. At this moment, she had already experienced the cooking skills of this special man, so she picked up her chopsticks and put a piece of stinky tofu into her mouth.
It turned out that women's love for stinky tofu was far greater than that of men.
When she was on Earth, she often saw a gorgeously dressed girl holding a box of stinky tofu snacks in her hand.
This principle also applied to He Ziwei. She carefully put a piece of stinky tofu into her mouth and gently bit it. The shell was a little crispy, and when she bit into the inside, the tender and smooth fragrance filled her mouth.
"It's delicious, it's really delicious. It smells bad, but it tastes good. It's really strange!"
After making a speech, she attacked the stinky tofu in front of her one after another.
Soon, there was only one piece left. Then, she remembered Zhuo Wengong next to her and said, "There's only one piece left. Do you want to identify it? If not, I'll eat it. "
"This …"
Zhuo Wengong looked confused. He had coveted He Ziwei for a long time and knew this woman's preferences. She was very picky about food. If it was not delicious, it would be impossible for her to eat so much at once.
However, if one were to talk about tasty, how could such a black and smelly thing taste good? It didn't make sense at all.
With curiosity, he put the last piece of stinky tofu into his mouth. Finally, he experienced with his taste buds what it meant to smell bad and taste good.
After eating it, he closed his mouth, which was rare. The smell of stinky tofu made him speechless.
He Ziwei said, "Mr. Qin, the food you made is so delicious that I've eaten too much."
"In my hometown, girls like to eat some desserts after meals," Qin Haodong said.
Qin Haodong delivered a Big Head Crispy Ice Cream to He Ziwei.
"What's this? It looks so strange. It's still steaming. "
He Ziwei took the ice cream in her hand and carefully licked it. She found that although it was steaming, it was still cold.
She gently took a bite and shouted excitedly, "It's so sweet. It's really sweet. It's so delicious!"
After eating two bites of ice cream, she said excitedly, "Mr. Qin, the food you made is so delicious. I'm afraid I can't leave you in the future."
After saying that, she realized that she was a little too straightforward, and her cheeks couldn't help but blush.
With the ice cream in her hand, she looked like a little foodie, which made her look extremely cute.
Standing next to her, He Zhong secretly pulled her sleeve and said, "Miss, it's time to announce the result of this round of competition!"
Only then did He Ziwei come to her senses. She glanced at Qin Haodong shyly and then said, "I announce that Mr. Qin is the winner of this round of cooking competition!"
Zhuo Wengong's face was livid. He had never expected that his best cooking skill would be defeated so miserably.
The guy in front of him didn't play by the rules at all. Every dish had a new taste that he had never tasted before.
He Ziwei said, "Mr. Zhuo, do you want to continue? I advise you to stop here. Let's just pretend that nothing happened. "
She had already secretly fallen in love with Qin Haodong and didn't want any accidents to happen. Besides, he was the son of the City Governor, so she wouldn't provoke him.
Unexpectedly, Zhuo Wengong shook his head repeatedly. "That's impossible! Didn't he just lose one game?
That guy was so lucky that he didn't play by the rules. I'll definitely beat him in the next competition of music. "
In his opinion, Qin Haodong's victory in cooking was due to some tricks. He had made four flavors that didn't exist before.
However, music was different. If one didn't have a solid foundation, they wouldn't be able to use it.
He had been studying hard with the senior musicians in the City Governor's Mansion all these years, so he was confident that his achievements in music were unparalleled.
He Ziwei shook her head helplessly. "Since Mr. Zhuo insists, then let's go to the next round. Who will go first?"
She was a well-known talented woman and had a deep attainment in music. She was even not inferior to Zhuo Wengong, but she rarely showed it.
Because of this, she knew the difficulty of learning music and felt that Qin Haodong would definitely lose this round.
"I'll go first." Zhuo Wengong said confidently, "Boy, wait for me to play a song. You won't even have the courage to take out the zither."
After that, he took out a zither from his Storage Ring and sat on the ground to play it melodiously.
He was playing the song he was best at, called "Amidst the Flowers and Under the Moon". It was just right for the current situation.
The sound of the zither was melodious. He played and sang at the same time. The whole music was so beautiful that everyone present couldn't help nodding.
Zhuo Wengong looked proud. His song had been praised many times by his father, Zhuo Wangsun, and it was also highly sought after by the musicians in the mansion.
As the song ended, He Ziwei's face became more and more gloomy. Even if she played the song herself, she wouldn't be able to play it at such a level. Her singing was also very good.
After playing, Zhuo Wengong put away the zither and said proudly, "How about it? Boy Qin, do you still have the courage to continue? "
Qin Haodong smiled and said, "You play the zither softly and you sing like a girl. Why wouldn't I dare to compete with you?"
"Nonsense, do you know what music is?" Seeing his song being belittled, Zhuo Wengong jumped up and shouted, "Sing a bold song for me if you can!"
Qin Haodong glanced at him and turned to He Ziwei. "Miss Ziwei, can you play the flute? How about playing a song with me?"
He Ziwei said with some embarrassment, "I can play the flute, but it's not appropriate. I'm afraid Mr. Zhuo won't agree."
She wanted to help Qin Haodong with her attainments in music, but she was worried that Zhuo Wengong wouldn't agree.
"It doesn't matter. I want this guy to lose convincingly."
Zhuo Wengong didn't care at all. He knew that He Ziwei's attainments in music were a little worse than his. It was the first time for them to play together. How good could she be?
"In that case, please play according to this music score, Miss Ziwei."
Qin Haodong took out a music score and put it in front of He Ziwei. At the same time, he took out a jade flute and gave it to her.
He Ziwei took the flute and played it twice. Then she nodded and said, "Mr. Qin, I'm ready!"
Qin Haodong sat down, took out another zither, and then played it melodiously. It was "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," which had once shocked the Chinese music world.
As soon as the music started, everyone's heart trembled. The music was so beautiful and penetrating that it could shake people's minds.
Old Mr. Huang Zhan's song was famous all over the country. Qin Haodong was also deeply fascinated by it, so he had practiced it more than once.
At this moment, he took it out and played it with ease. After the prelude, He Ziwei followed the music score and played the flute. The two of them were in harmony with each other, without any awkwardness like when they first cooperated.
Then, Qin Haodong sang at the top of his voice.
"The sea laughs, and the tide surges on both sides. Up and down with the waves, I remember today. The heaven laughs, and the tide surges in the world. God knows who wins and who loses. The rivers and mountains laugh. The mist and rain are far away. The waves wash away the mortal world. How many do you know in the secular world … "
As soon as the song came out, a desolate atmosphere of Jianghu filled the whole place. At the same time, there was no lack of lofty sentiments.
The Lingwu Continent had always valued martial arts. All the people present were warriors, so it was easy for them to feel the charm in the music.
He Ziwei played the song according to the music score. Unconsciously, she was deeply immersed in it, as if her soul was melted by the song.
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