In a blink of an eye, the day of the commodity exchange conference has arrived.

And in the past two days, Su Xun came to ask Hua Lang for advice almost every day, and Hua Lang, because he didn't have a lot of real talent to learn, he had to rely on what he had been involved in in his previous life, and because what he said was very novel, he could more or less fool the past.

On the day of the commodity exchange conference, the street was lively early in the morning, and there were several sets of pen, ink, paper and inkstones on the long table of joints, and some scholars and scholars surrounded the table, thinking about when they would be able to show their talents.

After Hua Lang and the others went for about a stick of incense, the poetry conference began, and the poetry conference was presided over by several great Confucians in Chang'an City, maybe their reputation is not very high, but for learning, they have never let it go.

After the beginning, those great Confucians said something about the title of the poems they wrote, and after saying this, those scholars began to compose lyrics, and Su Xun also came, and also wrote the first word, but his words really can't be compared with his article, so after some comparison, Su Xun did not get the ideal results.

Hua Lang didn't have the heart to play this, he just wanted to see the excitement, so this time he didn't write a single poem, although Su Xun had persuaded Hua Lang to make a song halfway, but Hua Lang cleverly postponed it.

After the poetry conference, the next is the exhibition of goods, the exhibition of these goods does not have a certain time, but is placed on that street, who wants to go shopping and see, and some capable merchants, then ask those scholars who have just performed in the poetry conference to give their goods inscriptions, if the words are written well, their goods will be able to open up popularity.

According to Hanarang's understanding, it is to advertise products.

After the start of the commodity exchange conference, at the end of the street, the cooking competition has also begun, and Fan Tong has been asking Hualang for cooking secrets in the past two days, so he is very confident in this competition this time.

People in the world have always pursued food, and they can say a sentence or two about food, whether they are rich or poor, and they have their own understanding, so when this cooking competition starts, there are more people around to watch the excitement than just now to read the poems.

Hualang and they are doing the inn business, and Fan Tong is learning cooking skills with him, so Hualang and they naturally want to come to cheer for Fan Tong. Su Xun was very good with Hua Lang, so he followed.

The cooking competition is quite formal, there are two roads, the chef of each inn has placed the tools needed for the practice at the door of his inn, and at the end of the road, facing the direction of the road, there are a few tables and chairs, which is where the referees sit, these referees are by no means Yongjun, they are all famous diners in Chang'an City, some good meals, as long as they eat a bite, they can say and their powerful evaluations.

There is only one game for meals, that is, the chef of each inn makes a piece of pasta, whoever makes the most delicious will win, and there are not many rules of the game, as long as it is pasta, whether it is fried or soup, it is okay.

This topic is not a problem for Hua Lang at all, and he also believes in Fan Tong, because Hua Lang just taught him how to make fried noodles yesterday.

Since ancient times, the Central Plains has been very particular about pasta, and a variety of ways to eat it are also endless, so it is difficult for anyone to make pasta, but it is another thing to make pasta delicious.

After a stick of incense, the chefs of each inn brought the meals, including two families made noodle soup, two made mixed noodles, and one made fried noodles.

Noodle soup is the most common, ordinary people often eat noodle soup, and there are two ways to make noodle soup, one is broth, that is, the soup is made of various condiments, and the taste is very rich, which makes people have an endless aftertaste; The other kind is to use clear soup, clear soup is much simpler, clear soup, as the name suggests, is not to use too many condiments, with clear soup below, and finally sprinkle some green onions on the soup noodles, and then slip a little sesame oil, although the taste is a little bland, but it tastes extremely fragrant.

There are many ways to mix noodles, and the most important thing is that in addition to the thickness of the noodles, there are also the materials used in the noodles, and the taste of the noodles is different depending on the materials.

Fried noodles are made by Fan Tong, in the Great Song Dynasty, people here are still the first time to encounter fried noodles, the practice of fried noodles and its troubles, the noodles must be steamed first, and then fried in the pot, fried well, it gives people a pleasing to the eye, the feeling of appetite. On the plate where the fried noodles are placed, there is a small pot of wine, and those diners feel very novel after seeing the fried noodles, so they go to taste them, and after the fried noodles are eaten, they feel that the noodles are fragrant and soft, and there is a slight spiciness, after eating into the stomach, people's appetite is greatly increased.

After eating a few bites of fried noodles like this, Fan Tong stepped forward and pointed to the wine jug, and said: "Fried noodles must be accompanied by wine. ”

This is another new way of eating, and those diners have followed suit, and when they eat like this, they can't stop eating all the fried noodles made by Fan Tong.

The amount of fried noodles is not very large, but because it is all noodles, it is very hungry, and those diners drink wine after eating fried noodles, and for those soup noodles and mixed noodles, they really can't eat it, and only symbolically eat one or two bites, and then put them down.

If the diner has such a move, it means that Fan Tong's fried noodles have won.

Diners here were praising Fan Tong's fried noodles, and in the street in front, there was a sudden chaos, and then someone shouted: Dead man, dead man, dead man......

When the sound came, the whole street was mixed up, and at this time, several officials suddenly rushed out of the shadows, and they came out and immediately pointed at the panic, Hua Lang was shocked when he heard the dead man's business, so he ran to the place where the business was issued again and again, only how these diners commented on the fried noodles, but he didn't care anymore.

The crowd on the street formed a circle, and after Hua Lang and the others squeezed over, they saw a corpse lying in the crowd, the body of a middle-aged man, the body of the middle-aged man lying on the ground, with a dagger stuck in his back, the dagger was cold and stained with blood.

Some people were honest about the corpses, and Hua Lang pushed away from the corpses of the crowd, and instructed the officials who rushed out of the shadows: "Go to the government office and inform Li Jing'an and Lord Li, and ask him to bring someone to come as soon as possible." ”

The people in the government all knew Hua Lang, so after Hua Lang's order, they ran down in a hurry.

When the official left to call Li Jing'an, Hua Lang began to examine the body.