"Labor Army tonight!" That night, Cao Cao changed into civilian clothes and came to the banquet site. The main ones who sit at the table are the generals level, and as for the non-commissioned officers, they are arranged separately. Of course, the menu over there is not so luxurious.

"Thank you for your efforts, and after three months of fighting, we finally won the war with an absolute advantage. Yuan Shao fled north, but this is far from the end! It's just that the next war will be handed over to the Yanzhou and Xuzhou legions, and the Central Army will no longer go north! Cao Cao looked at Cheng Yu.

"The last general will definitely be the imperial court and take the three states of Hebei!" Cheng Yu also immediately assured.

"The time is arbitrary, starting tonight, how to fight, it's up to you to arrange!" Cao Cao said.

"Yes!" Cheng Yu replied, so he officially took over this important task.

"In this battle, although we won all three local battles, there were still many loyal and elite soldiers who died on the battlefield. I will return to Xudu tomorrow, and I will not be able to see off these generals and soldiers properly. Therefore, tonight's labor banquet is also a send-off banquet, for the deceased comrades! Cao Cao then said.

If it's just for Guo Jia, then it's a bit extravagant and wasteful, but if it's sublimated to all the dead soldiers, then it's not a big problem. For Wang Yong's petty temperament, Cao Cao also tried his best.

"Serve!" Cao Cao gave an order, and the back kitchen brought water and wine one after another. Alcohol was originally forbidden in the army, but today is a special case.

"First cup, salute the sacrificial robes, thank them for the sacrifice they made for the Han!" Cao Cao raised his glass, then spilled the wine on the ground. In these years, there is no monument, and there is barely a cloud platform to record the heroes. In fact, many people do not care about the lives of soldiers, especially ordinary soldiers.

Especially those who are purely conscripted into the homeless population, and do not even have military salaries, but are only given three meals a day. The so-called soldiers, perhaps, for them, are just a bunch of numbers on the books.

The officers below are somewhat emotional, the troops under their command have more or less casualties, and some of the boys who thought they were good some time ago are already loess in retrospect. The Han soldiers and soldiers are all paid professional soldiers, and because of this, it is difficult to really see them as a pile of data.

Everyone raised their wine glasses and sprinkled them on the ground, and this cup was dedicated to the dead soldiers! And only a few people know that Cao Cao's glass of wine is dedicated to Guo Jia. The cup in their hands, in fact, why not?!

"Tell the back kitchen, serve!" Cao Cao put the wine glass back, and then commanded to the side.

"Soft ...... At...... Huh" Lu Bu was a little emotional, she hadn't eaten fragrant and fluffy food for several days. Especially when I attacked the black nest, eating became a problem.

"I really don't know if there is one...... Cao Cao said embarrassed, she didn't know what the recipe was.

"Speaking of which, what about the chef?" Xun You looked left and right, and didn't seem to see Wang Yong's figure.

"The chef was too physically exhausted, so after cooking, he went back to rest." The sous chef in charge of hosting came forward to explain that Wang Yong's state at that time was a little trance, and he felt that he would faint at any time, and it was really not good to let him host again.

"Is he really in the back kitchen all day in a row?" Cao Cao was a little moved.

"Yes, it's been busy since yesterday and after the materials were ready. Ideation, cooking, and refinement...... Almost all the dishes of the guests at the dinner were cooked by him. Sous Chef replied.

These sous chefs, assistants and handymen, can only do their best, and they are not even busy many times.

"Forget it, let's serve!" Seeing this, Cao Cao couldn't go over to inquire about the situation, so he could only beckon and say that the banquet was open.

"First course! Chrysanthemum bird's nest jelly! When the sous chef heard this, he immediately announced the opening of the banquet and announced the name of the dish. Miscellaneous servants appeared one after another, bringing dishes to the guests who went to the banquet.

This is a blooming golden chrysanthemum, which looks so golden and beautiful, but the problem is ......

"He's not going to let us eat chrysanthemums, is he? What kind of freeze is that? Yu Ban looked at the sous chef suspiciously. In a soup bowl, there is such a blooming golden silk chrysanthemum, what does this mean?!

"But you can taste it directly, and then you will understand!" The sous chef knew the mystery, but deliberately did not break it.

"General...... This chrysanthemum is not a real chrysanthemum! Xun You saw the clue, then picked up the spoon, scooped it gently, and sure enough, it began to deform, "This is the soup jelly carved with fine carving!" ”

"This chrysanthemum is soup?!" Everyone has picked it up and scooped it slightly, and sure enough, the chrysanthemum was deformed, only to know that this was soup jelly, not a real chrysanthemum. But just now, the soup jelly in this bowl can really be fake.

"Can you carve so much at once, don't you get tired?" Cheng Yu shook his head, "Wen Qian, you have cheated the chef." ”

"I didn't expect him to ...... so desperately" Yu Ban sighed, he couldn't fight him at that time, right? With Wang Yong's strength, how can it be regarded as a fight, it is simply to be a sandbag!

"This carver is really ...... However, as an appetizer, the soup is acceptable...... The source of gum should be bird's nest, right? This thing also seems to be rich in gelatinous ......" Xun You put it in front of his nose and smelled it, with a faint chrysanthemum fragrance. Immediately, take a mouthful.

The soup melts in the mouth, the fragrance of bird's nest and the sweetness of chrysanthemum imply a mellowness, which is the honey added to it.

Recently, the weather has begun to pick up, even at night, it is a little hot and dry, after drinking this mouthful of soup, the whole person is suddenly refreshed, and at the same time quenches thirst, very comfortable.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes, and there seemed to be a sea of flowers around me, and the golden silk chrysanthemum was in full bloom here, how beautiful it was here, but why was there a faint sadness? That's right, the flower language of chrysanthemum is the meaning of 'nostalgia', and this blooming golden silk chrysanthemum garden is Wang Yong's nostalgia for Guo Jia!

"Huang Baimi!" The sous chef explained, "Cork honey has a faint bitterness and astringency, which can generally ruin the taste, but if it is 'deliberately creating a certain texture', then cork honey is obviously the most suitable honey for this dish!" ”

Having said that, even the sous chef didn't expect how much honey there was in the world, let alone distinguish the taste of each honey and the combination in the dishes...... Chef, it's really scary!

"Indeed, this bitterness and astringency are subtle, and they do not mask the fragrance of bird's nest and chrysanthemum, but instead blend into it." Cao Cao nodded, "The nostalgic chrysanthemum garden, this is prepared for seeing off...... Very tasty appreciative soup. ”

The deliciousness that makes you feel like you're in a chrysanthemum garden is made with the most ordinary ingredients, and only those who have ever been a chef know how advanced the cooking skills are.

If she had changed her, she would have been able to make something similar from a mold at most, but the taste would never have been sublimated to this extent. And for the uninitiated...... I guess I just sighed at its deliciousness......

"Does the death of Yuan make you so sad?" Through this dish, Cao Cao felt the emotion in it and couldn't help but sigh.