Bu Fang didn't care what they called him.
Moreover, in his opinion, 'Kitchen Tyrant' wasn't a bad title to be called.
As a chef, if he didn't have absolute control in the kitchen, how could he be called an excellent chef?
As a head chef, if he was in charge of a group of helpers who didn't listen to orders and always thought about cutting corners, what would become of the kitchen? It would definitely be a mess.
During Bu Fang's inspection, Bu Fang found that at least half of the helpers had cut corners in the process of processing ingredients. In other words, they were lazy and skipped a lot of steps.
Because this group of people often cooked in the kitchen, they were used to processing ingredients. This kind of processing always inadvertently skipped some steps.
For example, some ingredients needed to be peeled. These helpers did peel them, but there were still some residue left in the peel. Moreover, after peeling, they didn't wash it carefully.
Others might not notice this process, or they might think that it wasn't a big deal.
However, for Bu Fang, these steps couldn't be skipped. As he always strived for perfection, he was very strict with his culinary skills.
You could choose not to do it, but if you cut corners, you couldn't do it.
Jing Yuan had a good temper, so these people were unscrupulous.
Bu Fang didn't have a good temper. When cooking, his temper was really bad.
It was fine if he cooked alone, but if there was a helper, any mistake made by the helper would be reflected in his eyes.
Looking at Jing Yuan's back as she left, Bu Fang's face didn't change a bit.
For Bu Fang, cooking was a kind of art. When it came to art, he always needed to strive for perfection.
Bu Fang pulled a chair and sat down.
His brows slightly furrowed.
In his mind, the three sacrificial dishes' recipes that he had seen in that room appeared.
Jing Yuan had told him that the sacrificial dishes couldn't be changed.
However, in Bu Fang's eyes, although these three dishes looked perfect, they still had flaws.
If he could fix and fill in those flaws …
The texture and taste of these three dishes would be even better.
The three dishes of the sacrificial ceremony had very pleasant names.
"Spring Wind, Summer Wound, Autumn Astringency …"
Who came up with the names of these three dishes … It was indeed quite interesting.
Bu Fang stroked his chin. Just from the names of these three dishes, Bu Fang could sense a faint sadness.
Of course, this might just be Bu Fang's own feelings.
Bu Fang didn't move. He just sat on the chair and brewed his emotions.
There were about five days left.
Within these five days, he had to find and process all the ingredients required for the dish.
Furthermore, the three dishes needed for the ritual had to be cooked in advance.
There were many requirements and time was tight.
Time flew by quickly.
In the imperial palace, the news about Bu Fang spread like wildfire.
The news that Bu Fang had chased all the assistant chefs out of the kitchen quickly spread throughout the imperial palace and even Goddess City.
Many people learned of this news, and everyone's expression became a little strange and playful.
He had chased all the assistant chefs out of the kitchen …
What did that man want to do? Eighteen dishes … Did he want to cook them alone?
Oh, he had also asked Chef Jing Yuan to help him.
However …
Even with Chef Jing Yuan, there were only two of them. Two people wanted to cook all the dishes of the Imperial Feast … It wasn't easy at all.
And the chefs who were chased out of the kitchen by Bu Fang started to mock and ridicule Bu Fang.
Their disdainful words echoed unceasingly.
For a moment, the entire imperial palace didn't have a good impression of the Imperial Feast.
When the female King Biluo got the news …
Half a day had passed.
"He really chased all the assistant chefs out of the kitchen?" Hearing the maid's words, the female King Biluo's face revealed a playful expression.
"Interesting … I'm suddenly looking forward to the Imperial Feast." The female King Biluo's red lips parted, revealing her pearl-white teeth.
The maid was puzzled. "Your Majesty, do you think that man can cook all the dishes of the Imperial Feast alone?"
"If he didn't chase those assistant chefs out, I wouldn't have such high expectations …" the Queen said.
The maidservant was confused.
"How could I not know what kind of people they are? In the past, I didn't have much expectations for the Imperial Feast. I just muddled through it. But this year, there might be some changes. If nothing changes, it would be a waste of I's expectations. "
The female King Biluo lazily leaned against the spirit gold throne, her beautiful figure instantly forming a perfect arc.
…
Half a day later …
Only then did Jing Yuan hurriedly rush back from the distance.
From afar, she saw Xiao Bai standing at the door. Instantly, she felt a little uneasy.
The aura that Xiao Bai had released made her a little afraid.
However, she still plucked up her courage and pushed open the kitchen door, entering.
In the kitchen …
Bu Fang sat on the chair, pondering.
In his mind, he was constantly simulating the cooking process.
All of a sudden, his eyes moved, looking into the distance. There, Jing Yuan had returned.
Jing Yuan closed the kitchen door, walking toward Bu Fang. Seeing Bu Fang, she didn't say anything. With a wave of her hand, a big pile of ingredients appeared in the cooking material area.
"Here are two portions of the Imperial Feast's ingredients, so Head Chef Bu has two chances … If you fail once, you can try again. Many of the ingredients are precious, so I can only collect two portions in a short time."
Jing Yuan looked at Bu Fang, saying.
Bu Fang stood up, clasping his hands as he walked to the cooking material area. He rummaged through the ingredients, observing them for a while.
Then, he turned to look at Jing Yuan, saying, "Go find some Green Jade Fruit and Purple Cloud Grass …"
"Huh? Green Jade Fruit and Purple Cloud Grass? "Jing Yuan was a little surprised, as though she didn't understand.
"Among the eighteen Imperial Feast dishes, there doesn't seem to be any dish that needs these ingredients …"
Jing Yuan furrowed her brows as she said.
All of a sudden, as soon as she finished speaking, her body stiffened.
Because when she raised her head, her eyes met Bu Fang's indifferent gaze.
"I'll go now …"
Thinking about how Bu Fang had chased away all the chefs because of a disagreement, Jing Yuan's small face became deathly pale.
This was the Kitchen Tyrant, and she actually questioned his actions.
A wave of fear suddenly welled up in her heart.
Jing Yuan turned around and ran away, disappearing in a short while.
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth instantly twitched …
This woman … Is she stupid or what?
After Jing Yuan left …
Bu Fang's gaze fell on the ingredients, gently exhaling.
Rolling up the sleeves of the Vermillion Robe, Bu Fang began to prepare the ingredients.
Of course, what he needed to do now were the ingredients for the three sacrificial dishes.
Buzz …
A flash of saber light flashed past.
Bu Fang's eyes instantly became sharp.
A curtain of stars appeared, and a meteor fell.
In the next instant, a blade light shot out.
Those ingredients all soared up into the sky. Under the impact of the blade light, their shapes constantly changed.
Skin flew everywhere, and the stalks fell.
Shredding, cutting, slicing … Everything was done perfectly.
After cutting the ingredients, Bu Fang began to wash them.
The water in Goddess City was a kind of clear water with dense spirit energy. It wasn't any worse than Bu Fang's Heavenly Mountain Spirit Spring Water.
Thus, Bu Fang didn't change to another water, directly washing them.
Swish.
In the huge kitchen …
Only the sound of Bu Fang washing the ingredients could be heard.
After a long time …
Jing Yuan hurried back.
The two ingredients that Bu Fang had mentioned were really rare. She had searched through the ingredient warehouse to find them.
When she pushed open the door and entered the kitchen, she saw the freshly processed ingredients on the blue-and-white porcelain plates with sparkling water droplets dripping from them.
Jing Yuan was slightly stunned on the spot.
How long had it been? Bu Fang had already prepared all the ingredients needed to cook the sacrificial dishes?
"Why are you standing there like a fool? Give me the ingredients. Then, you go and prepare the other ingredients. Remember, you can't be careless when handling the ingredients."
Bu Fang said.
Jing Yuan came back to her senses, hurriedly handing the two ingredients to Bu Fang.
The Green Jade Fruit was a green fruit.
After Bu Fang received it, he used the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife to cut it into two halves.
Taking out the two halves of the fruit, he grabbed it with one hand and squeezed it. The green juice was squeezed out, dripping it into a blue-and-white porcelain bowl.
As for the Purple Cloud Grass, Bu Fang opened his mouth and spat out a ball of white flame, burning the Purple Cloud Grass.
The Purple Cloud Grass turned into a ball of purple liquid.
The liquid of the Purple Cloud Grass was also poured into a blue-and-white porcelain bowl.
The ingredients for the three sacrificial dishes were all prepared.
"The Green Jade Fruit and the Purple Cloud Grass don't seem to be the ingredients needed for the sacrificial dishes, right?" Jing Yuan looked at Bu Fang as she processed the ingredients.
Bu Fang didn't reply immediately. Instead, he looked at Jing Yuan.
"Just watch first. You'll know later."
Bu Fang said.
In the next instant …
The White Tiger Stove floated, and the Black Turtle Constellation Wok was placed on it.
A ball of white flame shot out, drilling into the stove, burning fiercely.
The scorching temperature suddenly burst out.
Bu Fang used a velvet rope to tie his hair, starting to cook.
The ladle spun in Bu Fang's hand. Bu Fang's mental energy, which was as vast as the sea, swept out, and the Vermillion Robe fluttered.
Jing Yuan, who was watching from afar, was a little stunned …
Bu Fang's movements were as smooth as flowing water, dazzling people.
One of the three sacrificial dishes, Spring Breeze.
This was a vegetable dish. According to the records in the recipe, this dish was cooked with a mixture of thirty-two types of spirit medicines and immortal ingredients. One of them was unique, and they couldn't be mixed together. When one ate it, there were thirty-two different tastes, and it was an extremely great test of the chef's control.
It seemed to symbolize the revival of all things in the spring breeze, the feeling of hundreds of flowers blooming.
This was the meaning of the so-called Spring Breeze.
Boom! Boom!
The flame soared to the sky.
The scarlet flame in the Black Turtle Constellation Wok shot up to the sky.
The ingredients were put into the wok. As the wok was flipped and stir-fried, each of them shot up to the sky. The oil splashed, moving brilliantly.
Gently shaking the wok, all the ingredients fell into the ladle, scooped them out, and placed them on a porcelain plate.
Under the control of his mental energy, the arrangement of the ingredients was very exquisite.
The hot oil boiled, pouring down, and the sizzling sound echoed unceasingly.
As a result, the dish seemed to burst out a dazzling light.
Boom! Boom!
Above the sky, thunderclouds rolled over.
The lightning punishment was coming.
Of course, to Bu Fang, the so-called lightning punishment had been handled by Xiao Bai.
This time … Little White should be able to eat its fill.
Jing Yuan watched as if she was intoxicated. Bu Fang's cooking allowed her to learn a lot just by watching.
Among them was the control of the heat and the degree of cooking ingredients' maturity …
She was shocked by the beauty of the heavens.
In the past, she could only vaguely control these things. However, Bu Fang's cooking was precise to the extreme.
To reach this level, he needed to cultivate … She was still far from it.
All of a sudden …
Jing Yuan's eyes changed.
She suddenly realized that Bu Fang had actually poured the juice of the Green Jade Fruit into the pot and was planning to pour it over the dish that was already laid out on the plate.
This behavior … was not recorded in the recipe!
Instantly, her face changed.
"Head Chef Bu! No! The sacrificial dish cannot be changed! "
Jing Yuan subconsciously opened her mouth to call out.
However, Bu Fang just glanced at her indifferently. His hands didn't stop moving.
The dark green liquid splashed out.
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