"Two orioles sing green willows, egrets sky-high." Outside my window is the snowy Western Hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

Two orioles sing green willows-two stewed egg yolks and a few onions.

A row of egrets rose to the sky to cook silk protein.

There is Xiling pepper snow by the window-fried protein.

Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Boat-Eggshell Clear Soup.

The story of a scholar eating poetry;

In ancient times, there was a chef who could combine cooking with poetry and painting harmoniously, which was pleasing to the eye. Diners come here in an endless stream, one curious and one satisfied.

One day, a scholar in rags, dressed as a beggar, came to that restaurant. I saw a plaque hanging on the door, which read "Private Snacks". The scholar glanced sideways, picked up the hem of the shabby gown, entered the room, sat down casually, and then said slowly, "Your shop is very famous. I heard that you can eat poetry here, so I came." I only have one copper coin with me today. Please prepare three dishes and one soup. " Then he took out a copper coin and put it on the table. The bartender suddenly lost his mind. A copper coin can only buy two eggs. Isn't that deliberately making things difficult for others? In desperation, I had to hire a chef.

The chef smiled: "Nothing, nothing, just wait a minute." Say that finish turned into the kitchen. Not yet, bartender.

Three dishes and one soup were served non-stop: the first dish was two stewed egg yolks, and several green onions were put in the bowl. The second course is to shred the boiled egg white, put it on a plate, arrange it, and put a leaf under it. The third course is a stack of fried egg whites with a square pattern in the middle. The fourth course is a bowl of clear soup with several eggshells floating on it. The scholar didn't understand what it meant when he saw it. At this time, the chef appeared with a smile after wiping his hands.

The cook pointed to the first dish: "Two orioles singing green willows", and the scholar was secretly surprised. The chef pointed to the second course: "A row of egrets soars into the sky", and the scholar nodded again and again. Then the chef pointed to the third course: "The window contains a thousand pieces of autumn snow in front of Xiling", and the scholar secretly admired it. Looking at the chef, the chef had a well-thought-out plan, turned the eggshell over in the soup of a boat that looked like several leaves, and said slowly, "Go boating, Wan Li". The chef made a funny and apt metaphor for these four dishes with four poems.