"Which dish did you say you were not satisfied with?"
Bu Fang's tone was very calm. His eyes fell on the slightly plump man. He did not have the slightest bit of arrogance and simply asked the question as if it was a natural thing to do.
The slightly plump elder was taken aback for a moment. Then, a smile blossomed on his face as he looked at Bu Fang. "You are the Owner Bu of this store, right? I have long heard of your name. Now that I have met you today, you are indeed a young hero."
"I am just a chef, not a hero." Bu Fang waved his hands nonchalantly. This old man was quite amiable and did not seem to be here to cause trouble.
Bu Fang pulled a chair and sat down facing the slightly plump elder. There were three dishes in front of the elder: Egg-Fried Rice, Lees Fish, and Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs.
All three dishes were eaten by Bu Fang. Half of the Egg-Fried Rice was eaten, the Lees Fish was eaten a few times, and only one or two pieces of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs were eaten.
"Hehe, what a coincidence. This old man is also a chef. I heard that Owner Bu's dishes are very delicious, so I traveled thousands of miles to come here. I did not expect the dishes to be so unsatisfactory. I am a little disappointed," the old man said as he shook his head regretfully.
Ouyang Xiaoyi, who was standing behind Bu Fang, curled her lips. She felt that this old man was here to cause trouble.
To the surprise of the old man and Ouyang Xiaoyi, Bu Fang actually nodded his head seriously. True energy gathered in his hands and directly condensed into a pair of chopsticks. He picked up a piece of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs and put it into his mouth.
After chewing for a while, Bu Fang tightly furrowed his brows.
"There are indeed many flaws in this Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, but one's culinary skills grow through learning. No one can make an absolutely delicious dish right from the start, right?" Bu Fang said in a serious tone. He dispersed the true energy chopsticks and looked at the old man.
The old man was slightly taken aback. Then, he charmingly laughed as his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Yes, what Owner Bu said makes sense. I was the one who was possessed."
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth curled up slightly.
"I come from the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Ever since Little Ye tasted the delicacies here, she kept muttering in my ears. I was annoyed by her muttering, so I came out to take a look at Owner Bu's culinary skills. At first, I was a little unconvinced, but after hearing what Owner Bu said, I've thought it through." The old man laughed heartily. Then, with a wave of his hand, an earthy yellow gourd appeared.
"Owner Bu, this is my collection. Can I exchange it for Owner Bu's cooking?" The old man said to Bu Fang with a smile. He shook the khaki gourd in his hand, and the gourd immediately emitted the sound of liquid colliding with each other.
Hmm? Bu Fang was taken aback. He instinctively looked at the gourd in the old man's hand.
The old man grinned and pulled the cork off the gourd. With a bang, a strong sour smell wafted out. This sour smell contained a peculiar sweetness that stirred one's heart.
Bu Fang's originally calm heart suddenly trembled. He stared at the gourd and his breathing quickened.
The old man was very satisfied with Bu Fang's expression. Anyone who smelled his vinegar would not be able to remain calm.
"Little girl, go get a small plate." The old man looked at Ouyang Xiaoyi with a silly smile and said.
Ouyang Xiaoyi glared at him, but she still turned around and walked to the window. She asked Xiao Xiaolong, who was in the kitchen, to bring a small plate over.
"Oh my, Owner Bu is back?!"
After a while, Xiao Xiaolong and Yu Fu walked out of the kitchen. They looked at Bu Fang with excitement. Yu Fu looked a little nervous, while Xiao Xiaolong was very happy.
Ouyang Xiaoyi handed the plate to the old man. She snorted and raised her nose.
The old man laughed and ignored Ouyang Xiaoyi. He placed the plate on the table and focused on the gourd. He carefully poured the vinegar into the plate.
Bu Fang's mind shrank. He stared at the mouth of the gourd.
A dark-red color with a hint of thick vinegar flowed out from the mouth of the gourd, accompanied by a peculiar spiritual energy fluctuation and a sour smell that instantly filled the air.
Ouyang Xiaoyi and the others also smelled this smell. Their mouths turned sour, and their cheeks became numb. Their saliva secreted faster.
"Vinegar!"
Bu Fang's eyes lit up, and he took a deep breath. The sour smell drilled into his nostrils, causing the bridge of his nose to feel sore. However, he felt extremely delighted.
"If I'm not wrong, this should be a type of fruit vinegar!" Bu Fang said.
The old man poured a small plate of vinegar and put away the gourd. He plugged the top of the gourd and with a shake of his hand, the gourd disappeared.
"That's right. Owner Bu has a good eye. This is the Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar that I carefully brewed. It's the pride of this old man." The old man waved the plate toward Bu Fang and pushed it in front of Bu Fang.
Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar. Bu Fang's heart stirred. The eight types of spirit fruits used to make this vinegar were probably not ordinary spirit fruits. Judging from the fluctuation of spirit energy and the rich sourness, it was probably made from eight seventh grade spirit fruits.
However, Bu Fang couldn't be sure. He carefully picked up the plate and brought it to his mouth. The sour smell immediately filled the air, along with a hint of sweetness.
For a chef, vinegar, wine, sauce, and so on were all very important ingredients. A good vinegar might be able to add some charm to the dish, and a good wine could even make the dish more mellow.
After sucking a small mouthful of the Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar, a wave of sourness instantly drilled into his mouth. That sourness spread in his mouth in an instant and filled his tongue, causing goosebumps to rise all over his body. However, after this sourness passed, a refreshing sweetness reverberated in his mouth.
The spirit energy within the Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar was like a clear stream flowing through Bu Fang's body. He couldn't help but close his eyes to savor the flavor of the fruit vinegar.
Beads of sweat appeared on Bu Fang's face. This was the sourness of the fruit vinegar. He couldn't help but sweat.
"Not bad! Good vinegar! " Bu Fang opened his eyes and praised the taste of the vinegar for the second time. This was the first time he tasted such delicious fruit vinegar.
"Hehe, of course. This Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar is aged vinegar that this old man brewed for dozens of years. It was stored in vinegar barrels made from eight spirit fruit trees. Every year, the vinegar in each barrel would swap places with each other and constantly nourish the vinegar with my own spirit energy. It would be hard for it not to be delicious!" The old man was very pleased with himself. His beard twitched as he introduced the vinegar. He didn't care about the method being leaked. If one wanted to brew this vinegar, there were many ways to do it.
Bu Fang was a little unsatisfied, but he didn't ask for too much. Fruit vinegar was something that could only be savored carefully. It wouldn't be good to have too much.
As the sour and sweet taste lingered in his mouth, the corners of Bu Fang's mouth couldn't help but curl up. He stared at the old man, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter. The latter felt goosebumps all over his body.
"Didn't you want to taste my delicacies? Recently, I've been developing a new dish and have been lacking a good ingredient. When I tasted your Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar, I couldn't help but like it very much, "Bu Fang slowly said.
The fat old man's eyes instantly widened. What did Bu Fang mean by this? Did this bastard want this old man's fruit vinegar to cook dishes?
"Owner Bu … This old man's vinegar is very precious. It's already not easy for me to let you taste it once. I won't be providing it in bulk!" He had brewed this vinegar for dozens of years and didn't have much left. How could he let Bu Fang use it to cook dishes?
However, Bu Fang shook his head and stood up from his seat. He asked Yu Fu to go to the kitchen and bring out another plate.
Placing the plate in front of the old man, Bu Fang earnestly said, "I don't need too much. I only need this plate. If the new dish doesn't suit your taste, or if it's a disgrace to your Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar … then I'm willing to personally cook all the dishes in this store for you to taste. Moreover … I won't charge any crystals."
The old man was stunned. Ouyang Xiaoyi, Xiao Xiaolong, and Yu Fu, who were standing beside Bu Fang, also slightly opened their mouths. Their faces were filled with disbelief.
"Owner Bu … You … Sigh, you're too embarrassed!" The old man's eyes lit up and he immediately smiled. With a wave of his hand, the gourd appeared once again and he poured some fruit vinegar into the plate.
Embarrassed my ass … Bu Fang received the plate of Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar. The corners of his mouth curled up and he took a deep breath.
"Please wait a moment."
Then, Bu Fang turned around and went into the kitchen with the fruit vinegar. He was preparing to cook his new dish.
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