Bu Fang calmly put away the pot on the ground and slowly covered it with a wooden lid. He paid no attention to the cold gazes of the cooks around him.
This group of cooks was furious. The dish that so many of them had painstakingly cooked was actually suppressed by a dish made from ordinary ingredients by a kid in front of them. This was simply a slap to their faces.
However, they couldn't make things difficult for him at this moment. After all, they were still in the military camp and Commander Zhu was not far away. If they wanted to deal with Bu Fang, they would have to wait until they returned to the Cooks' Army Unit's camp.
Thus, all the cooks coldly snorted and looked at Bu Fang with malicious gazes.
Wei Dafu was shocked in his heart. However, this shock only lasted for a moment before it was replaced by coldness. The tallest tree in the forest would be destroyed by the wind. This was a very reasonable saying. The brilliance displayed by Bu Fang had already caused many people to fear him.
In the future, in the Cooks' Army Unit, Bu Fang's life would become more and more difficult. It might even reach the point where it would be difficult for him to move an inch.
However, to Bu Fang, this was not the slightest bit of interest.
Knitting his brows, Bu Fang ignored those sharp gazes. He picked up the pot and walked out of the military camp. Since his dish had already been eaten, he had a reason to return to his tent.
Wei Dafu felt a burning pain on his face. Previously, he had said that if no one ate Bu Fang's dish, he would severely punish Bu Fang when he returned. However, the result was such a sharp slap to his face.
Not only did Bu Fang's dish get eaten, but it was also the first dish that was snatched up.
Comparing oneself to others … would always inadvertently infuriate others to death.
"That kid's dish … Is it really that delicious?" Wei Dafu's heart was somewhat shaken.
Bu Fang carried the pot back to his camp. He stretched his waist and sat cross-legged on his bed. Looking at the other ordinary ingredients that did not contain any spirit energy, he couldn't help but furrow his brows. He was imagining how he would cook his next dish.
While he was thinking about these things, the meal time in the military camp had also ended. The Cooks' Army Unit had all returned.
The atmosphere in the camp suddenly became a little awkward.
Long Cai was the latest person to come to Bu Fang's camp. He had kindly come to remind Bu Fang that Bu Fang's dish was really in the limelight this time, causing many old cooks' skills to be neglected.
Now, they might come to find trouble with Bu Fang.
However, Bu Fang's reaction made Long Cai speechless. That was because Bu Fang was not worried at all. He was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, not panicking at all.
A group of people swarmed over, and Wei Dafu also followed behind them with his hands clasped behind his back. They all squeezed into the tent where Bu Fang was.
"What kind of smell is this … The smell of mold! What kind of delicious dish can be made in such a broken place? "
"Tsk, tsk, tsk … Look, these vegetables seem to be rotten, and the stench is so strong. There is actually someone who dares to use this kind of ingredient to cook. Simply shameless!"
"Where's your moral integrity? What if the soldiers' stomachs are spoiled by a dish made in such a dirty and messy environment? "
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This group of people squeezed into Bu Fang's tent and started to chatter incessantly, trying to find fault with Bu Fang. They all disliked Bu Fang.
Bu Fang was a newcomer, a junior. However, their culinary skills were crushed by a junior. This made all of their faces somewhat ugly.
Long Cai was a little angry, but he was also a little helpless. Although he was young, he had been in the Cooks' Army Unit for a long time. He had long heard about the attitude of these cooks who took advantage of their seniority. However, this was the first time he had seen it for himself.
He felt a little disgusted … The faces of these people gave him goosebumps.
Bu Fang was staying in a camp where ordinary ingredients were piled up. Ordinary ingredients lacked spirit energy, so their preservation was naturally much worse than those with spirit energy. It was normal for them to rot. Why did these people come here to act like they were pretentious?
Was it because the dishes cooked by Bu Fang were accepted by most of the soldiers?
It was easy for a person's mentality to be unbalanced. Once their mentality was unbalanced, they would do all kinds of disgusting things.
Bu Fang indifferently swept his gaze over this group of people. There was not the slightest fluctuation of emotions in his eyes.
He just looked at them indifferently … Looking at them … Looking at them, the group of cooks who were chattering non-stop couldn't help but shut their mouths and look at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang's imposing manner was indescribably strong, and it made them cower a little.
Wei Dafu walked out of the crowd and stood in front of them. He looked at Bu Fang in a bad mood.
"Brat … I admit that your culinary skills are very strong. However, you can't be too arrogant here. This will make us feel uncomfortable. If we feel uncomfortable, then don't even think about feeling comfortable … Do you understand?" Wei Dafu said.
"What does your discomfort have to do with me? The purpose of a chef is to cook delicacies that can make people happy, not to cook delicacies that can please you … Moreover, who do you think you are? Why should I care whether you feel comfortable or not? "
Bu Fang expressionlessly said.
This was the first time he encountered such an unreasonable group of people. He only cooked a delicious dish that attracted the attention of the soldiers and became the most popular dish. Yet, this group of jealous people wanted to suppress him?
Was the Imperial City's Black-Hearted Owner Bu that easy to suppress?
"Now … Except for Long Cai, the rest of you should get out of my camp. Otherwise …" Bu Fang let out a sigh of relief.
Xiao Bai, who was standing in the corner of the tent, had his mechanical eyes flicker with a red light. He glanced at the group of cooks who had malicious intentions on their faces.
"Damn it! This brat is really too arrogant. I can't stand it! I want to kill him! "
A burly man wearing a linen military uniform and an apron walked out from the crowd. He was the strongest among the cooks. Although his culinary skills weren't the best, his physique and cultivation were the strongest.
This person walked in front of Bu Fang and slapped the table in the tent, almost breaking it into pieces.
Since someone had stepped out, the others also clamored with righteous indignation.
They all glared at Bu Fang. Why should the dishes they cooked with great effort be suppressed by this brat's dish that wasn't made of spirit energy ingredients?
That kind of trash dish, what right did he have to suppress their dishes?
Long Cai's young and tender face became somewhat pale. He looked at the group of people who had become aggressive with fear, and he shrunk back towards Bu Fang's location.
At this moment, Bu Fang and Long Cai were like passengers on a small boat that was floating in the wind and waves. The anger of the cooks was like a vast ocean. When the waves rolled over, they wanted to overturn their small boat and completely suppress Bu Fang.
"I've said it before … Don't cause trouble in my tent. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
Bu Fang stood up from his bed and his tone became somewhat impolite.
The burly cook glared at him and took a step forward. He reached out his hand to grab Bu Fang's collar. This kind of newcomer who didn't know how to respect others should be taught a good lesson.
He actually dared to steal the limelight of his seniors.
Bu Fang was stunned. He raised his slender palm and lightly patted the burly cook's palm. Instantly, the burly cook's palm was slapped away.
With a crisp slap, the burly cook felt as though his palm had become swollen. Intense pain continuously surged out, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
"Xiao Bai … Strip this group of troublemakers and throw them out," Bu Fang calmly said.
Then, two red lights shone behind Bu Fang. Xiao Bai's clone appeared. As the red lights flickered, it looked at the surrounding cooks.
"Hmph! Trying to act mysterious. Is a mere broken puppet the reason for you to be so arrogant? "Wei Dafu disdainfully snorted.
Xiao Bai was very ordinary. Wei Dafu had been in the Cooks' Army Unit for many years and had seen many puppets like Xiao Bai. Because they had to come into contact with many new sects, there was a type of sect that specialized in producing puppets, just like the one beside Bu Fang.
However, this kind of puppet didn't have much lethality, so Wei Dafu wasn't worried at all.
However, what made Wei Dafu feel astonished was that just as his voice faded away, the sound of clothes being torn resounded in the air.
"Rip!!"
A crisp sound rang out. Then, a white silhouette flew out. The sound of a heavy object landing on the ground resounded outside the door.
Everyone was stunned. Then, they turned their heads to look outside the tent. There … was a burly man whose clothes had been stripped off. He covered his lower body and trembled as he stood up.
Bu Fang calmly raised the corners of his mouth. Patting Xiao Bai's plump belly, he climbed back onto his bed and sat cross-legged.
His gaze was still as calm as a leisurely cloud.
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