Jing Yuan had never thought that there would be such a delicious thing.
This kind of deliciousness was completely different from the deliciousness of the dishes.
The ice-cold feeling that entered her mouth instantly spread throughout her entire body. The smooth texture, the rich milky fragrance, and the unique flavor that permeated the air caused her to be completely stunned.
"Why is it so delicious!"
Jing Yuan held the blue and white porcelain bowl, holding the silver spoon in her mouth. Her whole person was stunned on the spot.
Her gaze became a little complicated.
After taking a bite of Bu Fang's dish, she understood why Chi Si and the others said that her dishes had become ordinary …
In fact, compared to this dish, her dishes were indeed very ordinary.
There was no breathtaking taste, nor was there a deep impression.
An ordinary dish was the one that caused her to fail.
But … She had worked very hard.
For cooking dishes, she had spent all her effort, and she had done the best she could.
But … the result was still the same.
She lost.
With her level, she was indeed not qualified to continue cooking for Her Majesty the Queen.
Holding the blue and white porcelain bowl, she used the silver spoon to scoop another spoonful of ice cream ball and put it in her mouth.
The smell of the melted ice cream caused tears to fall from Jing Yuan's eyes.
Although Bu Fang's ice cream ball was not decorated with any carvings, even if it was just an ice cream ball, Jing Yuan could taste the deliciousness contained in it.
It also let her know the gap between her and Bu Fang.
When Chi Si saw that Jing Yuan was actually crying, she suddenly panicked.
Dami Hayashi and Hei Mu also couldn't help but stand up, their faces had a complicated look.
On one side was the glory of Goddess City's chef, and on the other side was Bu Fang, who cooked a delicious ice cream dish.
Jing Yuan was crying, and they didn't know what to say.
Bu Fang looked at Jing Yuan.
His eyes were indifferent.
"Is it delicious?"
Bu Fang asked.
Jing Yuan's eyes and nose were red as she ate the ice cream ball. She softly nodded and nodded.
He would be lying if he said it wasn't delicious.
Jing Yuan didn't know what to say.
In reality, this ice cream had truly exceeded her expectations. She felt as if she had just taken a bite of it, and she was reminded of the innocent and beautiful times when she had first begun to learn cooking.
"Then don't cry. You should be happy eating delicious food."
Bu Fang looked at Jing Yuan and said.
Jing Yuan took a deep breath, then looked at Bu Fang.
"You said that I can't condense my Heart of Cooking Path. Can you tell me how to condense it?"
Jing Yuan said. At this moment, she was already asking Bu Fang with the attitude of seeking knowledge.
No one said a word.
Chef Jing Yuan's failure had left many of them in a daze.
"The Heart of Cooking Path is your understanding of cooking. There are thousands of cooking paths. If you want to walk on that path, you need to have a firm direction. You have been stagnant because you haven't found your own path. Your goal is to become the head chef of the Imperial Feast, but once you don't have this goal, you will be lost. You can only cook dishes aimlessly, and those dishes will lack the essence and obsession."
Bu Fang said.
Chi Si pursed her red lips, looking at Bu Fang thoughtfully.
Dami Hayashi was confused.
Many people around also didn't understand.
Of course, it didn't matter whether they understood or not. The important thing was that Jing Yuan could understand.
Jing Yuan's eyes were confused for a while, then slowly became firm.
Looking at her appearance, Bu Fang couldn't help but slightly raise the corner of his mouth.
"Tell me, what do you think the direction of your cooking path … is?"
Bu Fang looked at Jing Yuan, slowly saying.
Jing Yuan stared blankly.
She glanced at her surroundings before lowering her head to look at the two balls of ice cream in the porcelain bowl. The moment she took a bite of the ice cream, the feeling of happiness that rose from the depths of her heart caused her gaze to gradually become resolute. She held the porcelain bowl tightly with both hands, took a deep breath, and looked at Bu Fang.
"I want to learn how to make ice cream …"
Jing Yuan looked at Bu Fang, sincerely saying.
She seemed to be afraid that Bu Fang would be unhappy, so she was a little cautious.
The other party's answer didn't seem to be beyond Bu Fang's expectations. Any female chef, after tasting the delicious taste of ice cream, would want to learn how to make it.
Jing Yuan should also understand that if Bu Fang left Goddess City, this kind of delicious food would disappear.
The disappearance of this kind of delicious food was a disaster for Goddess City.
With just a bite of ice cream, Jing Yuan deeply fell in love with this delicious taste.
She felt that she must learn how to make ice cream.
"If you want to learn, you can … be my apprentice chef."
Bu Fang raised the corner of his mouth, clasped his hands, and looked at Jing Yuan.
Jing Yuan was stunned.
Everyone in the surroundings was stunned.
Bu Fang didn't refuse?
Chi Si's brows furrowed tightly.
She looked at Bu Fang, seemingly a little dissatisfied.
Jing Yuan was the chef of Spring Breeze Pavilion. How could she become a man's apprentice chef …
This kind of thing …
"I agree!"
Jing Yuan's voice was incomparably firm.
This made Chi Si's pupils shrink, and she looked at her in disbelief.
How could it be? How could Jing Yuan agree to such a request?!
"I agree to be your apprentice chef. I want to learn how to make ice cream!"
Jing Yuan said seriously.
After Jing Yuan finished speaking, it was as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders. The aura on her body suddenly changed, becoming even more condensed.
The sound of a heartbeat rang out.
It was as if it had burst forth from ancient times.
The Heart of Cooking Path … had solidified!
At this moment, Jing Yuan's aura seemed to have undergone an earth-shaking change.
At this moment, Jing Yuan had become the Heaven Chief.
The only thing she lacked was a firm belief.
"Very well, in that case, you will follow me to learn cooking. However, the main thing now is to complete the Imperial Feast."
Bu Fang said.
Without a doubt, in this cooking competition, Bu Fang won and obtained the qualification to cook for the Imperial Feast.
Although Jing Yuan lost, she would still be Bu Fang's assistant and complete the Imperial Feast cooking together.
The surrounding people looked at Bu Fang with a somewhat complicated gaze.
Of course, they were curious about the taste of the ice cream.
It was a pity that as the audience, they did not have the chance to taste the delicacy that moved the three generals.
Bu Fang put away the White Tiger Stove and tidied up the kitchen utensils. The Vermillion Robe on his body fluttered.
Then, he looked at Jing Yuan.
"Now, take me to the kitchen where the Imperial Feast is cooked."
Bu Fang said.
Jing Yuan, who was at the side, quickly stuffed the ice cream into her mouth. Her face was red as she ate.
Seeing that Bu Fang had asked her, she raised her head and came back to her senses.
The crowd dispersed.
The three generals were also relatively busy, so they left separately.
Chi Si summoned the red dragon and rode on it. In a short while, they disappeared into the horizon.
Dami Hayashi summoned the Green Dragon, and Hei Mu summoned the Black Dragon.
The departure of the three generals signified the end of the imperial feast competition that was not considered to be very intense.
Everyone left.
Only Jing Yuan and Bu Fang, who had finished their ice cream, were left.
"Head Chef Bu, please follow me."
Jing Yuan said seriously to Bu Fang. Then, she brought Bu Fang around the Dragon Lake and walked toward the palace.
…
"Ah?! She lost just like that? Jing Yuan, that lass, admitted defeat so easily? "The female King Biluo looked at the end of the cooking competition with a dumbfounded face.
The ice cream was not late, and it seemed that she had lost the bet.
You crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked at her.
The female King Biluo smiled awkwardly. Seeing You's expression, she suddenly felt playful. She pinched You's head and rubbed it against her chest.
"If I lost, I lost. Isn't it just agreeing to Sister You's request? What is Sister afraid of?!"
The female King Biluo said with a smile.
Then, she brought You and flew toward the palace.
This time, she was suddenly looking forward to seeing how the imperial feast cooked by Bu Fang would turn out.
To be able to win against Jing Yuan, it meant that Bu Fang's cooking skills were not bad.
If it was a delicacy like ice cream, this time's Imperial Feast would be exciting.
…
Goddess City, Sacrificial Sect Manor
The High Priestess sat cross-legged on a praying mat. Not far from her was an incense burner, from which light blue smoke slowly diffused.
That smoke had a unique fragrance. Smelling it, one's spirit would be slightly relaxed, and their entire body would feel much more comfortable.
Wei Jin pushed open the door to the room, slowly walking in from outside. She had already put on the loose robe once again. She no longer had the feeling of being stripped by Nether King Er Ha, and she had regained her composure.
"Is the competition over?"
The High Priestess did not wait for Wei Jin to speak. She raised her eyes and said.
This High Priestess's face was plain, without any makeup. She looked simple and beautiful.
At this moment, she was holding a wooden comb, combing her long hair.
"It's over. That man won."
Wei Jin said.
She had also watched that cooking competition. The appearance of ice cream made her very curious, and she even wanted to eat it.
However, thinking of her mission, she endured it.
"Oh … It's not out of my expectations." The High Priestess nodded, not saying anything.
She placed the wooden comb down, placing it into the dressing box at the side.
The High Priestess's eyes stared at the incense burner.
"Some time ago … I deduced a prophecy."
The High Priestess's voice was very gentle.
Wei Jin froze, her heart suddenly trembling. The High Priestess's prophecy?
"That prophecy said that … Goddess City will appear soon, and a big thing will happen in the God Vanishing Mountain's forbidden land … To Goddess City, it's hard to judge whether it's a blessing or a curse."
The High Priestess said softly.
Wei Jin's body trembled even more violently.
Goddess City will appear?
Goddess City was a forbidden land force in the God Vanishing Mountain, and there was an agreement that it could not appear … Why would the High Priestess make such a prophecy?
Moreover, this prophecy was hard to predict.
"High … High Priestess … Should we report to Her Majesty and tell her about this prophecy?"
Wei Jin felt her teeth chattering, and her entire body seemed to be shrouded in a wave of coldness.
"What are you afraid of … No one can destroy Goddess City. As long as the forbidden land exists, even if the Nether Prison's army invades, Goddess City will be safe and sound."
The High Priestess chuckled. That smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, extremely brilliant.
"As for Her Majesty, this High Priestess will naturally tell her. However, now is not the time. Wait until the Imperial Feast is over …"
"Don't disturb Her Majesty's mood …" the High Priestess said.
After saying that, she opened the lid of the incense burner, using a small spoon to scoop up some light blue crystalline powder and poured it into the incense burner. Light blue smoke once again spread out.
…
Goddess City, Imperial Palace Kitchen
The imperial palace's kitchen was bustling with activity. Women came and went, unceasingly processing the ingredients.
Jing Yuan brought Bu Fang into the kitchen. After walking around the chaotic crowd, they finally came to a quiet place.
"The Imperial Feast is different from ordinary banquets. Every year, when the Imperial Feast is held, it is the happiest day of the year in Goddess City," Jing Yuan said.
"As for the Imperial Feast, the dishes and recipes are basically fixed. Other than a few dishes that can be changed according to the chef's wishes, the other dishes must be cooked strictly according to the recipes … This room has the recipes. Head Chef Bu needs to master all the dishes in the recipes by tomorrow and tell us the names of the dishes that need to be changed so that we can prepare the ingredients."
"The Imperial Feast requires a total of eighteen dishes. Three of them are for the sacrificial ceremony, and the remaining fifteen are for eating. The three sacrificial dishes are the set dishes of the sacrificial ceremony and cannot be changed."
Jing Yuan said in a low voice.
Bu Fang listened attentively. Since he had accepted the Imperial Feast, Bu Fang would naturally do his best. This was the integrity of a chef.
A creaking sound rang out.
The door was pushed open.
Inside the door, the candlelight flickered quietly. As the door was pushed open, the flame flickered unceasingly.
Bu Fang stepped inside.
This was a small room with a table, a chair, and a pot of tea.
On the table, there were eighteen warm jade talismans. The jade talismans recorded the recipes.
There was nothing else.
When Jing Yuan saw Bu Fang enter, she bowed slightly and closed the door.
She did not do anything else. She just quietly stood in front of the door, as if she was guarding it.
In front of her was the busy imperial palace kitchen. The sounds of cooking, fire, and noise were unceasing.
On the other side, after saying goodbye to Bu Fang, Hades Erha held the Spicy Strip he had gotten from Bu Fang in his mouth, walking leisurely toward the imperial palace's main hall.
As the Lord of Netherworld, it was time for him to meet the Empress of Goddess City.
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