Bu Fang looked at Zhou Tong's back as he left. His face was as calm as an ancient well, but his brows were slightly furrowed.
The Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant, which had been bustling for a whole day, was still bustling. However, the customers were gradually dispersing.
Was that iron lump a monster? She had painstakingly cut the radishes for half a day, and they were all sucked into the wok just like that.
The system was also capricious. When there was a task, it would come one after another. When there was no task, it was so bored that its balls hurt.
He waved his hand, and the Black Turtle Constellation Wok instantly flew out, soaring in the wind.
Bu Fang said.
After Bu Fang had done all that, he carefully selected a bunch of herbs from the kitchen cupboard, placing them on the table.
He walked to the restaurant's front door, where Bu Fang was standing up from his chair, yawning as he prepared to close the bronze door.
Bu Fang exhaled. It seemed like it was time to show his real skills.
Wen Renchou was his role model. That idiot … He had used the name of the Valley of Gluttony's Wanderer to duel with others. More importantly, he had lost the duel and lost his kitchen knife.
He would let that kid be arrogant for a few more days. When the time was ripe, he would take out his secret dish … It would definitely ignite all the customers. At that time, the Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant would become the number one restaurant in Heavenly Mist City!
Taking a step forward, Whitey arrived in front of the pile of radish fragments. With a twist of its stomach, a pitch-black hole appeared and sucked all the radish fragments into it.
That knife was f * cking poisonous!
Anyway, it was good. He could completely suppress the Cloud Mist Restaurant, and it wouldn't be long before he could destroy it.
Yang Meiji had always thought that after becoming Bu Fang's apprentice, she would be able to learn how to cook. However, she had never thought that the first thing she had to learn was to cut vegetables …
She had only cut one-third of the radishes, and she was completely dumbfounded.
However, he didn't expect that this little chef's background wasn't simple. He couldn't do anything to Bu Fang.
Beside her, there was a tall pile of radishes. These radishes were neatly cut and looked pretty good.
"Don't look at it anymore. In the future, Xiao Bai will handle the dishes for you when you practice your knife skills," said Bu Fang.
Since the other party dared to open a restaurant in the Heavenly Mist City and even opened it opposite the Cloud Mist Restaurant, he naturally had the confidence to do so.
The curtain of night slowly approached and the sky darkened. The setting sun gradually covered its afterglow, leaving only a little light shining.
Judging from the aroma wafting in the air, the chef's culinary skills were definitely not weak. This aroma … was very rich, and it contained spirit energy, causing Bu Fang to involuntarily narrow his eyes.
Simply terrifying … These stupid people!
"Paper-Wrapped Fish? This is a rather famous dish, but I wonder if the cooking method provided by the system will be any different, "Bu Fang thought to himself. He curled up on the chair and curled up the corner of his mouth.
With a slash of the knife, the radish was cut into two halves. With another slash, the radish was cut into two halves …
A moment later, Bu Fang walked into the kitchen.
Yang Meiji's eyes were bloodshot as she stared at Bu Fang.
He was the first chef to die while cutting vegetables …
Yang Meiji really wanted to use these words to express her innermost feelings, but when she thought of Nangong Wuque happily eating the dishes she cooked, her heart suddenly became happy.
Indeed, this temporary task wasn't that easy.
Zhou Tong was bewildered. A moment later, his face turned red. Why did he have an impulse to beat that kid up when he looked at his emotionless face?
Outside the kitchen, faint footsteps arose.
However, Bu Fang was really interested in this temporary task. At least … he was interested in the reward of this task.
That was why the system had arranged such a difficult temporary task.
So soon, Young Master Nangong would be able to taste her cooking?
Awesome, your head …
Yang Meiji exhaled deeply. She suddenly felt energized again.
At the Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant …
"Yeah, are you scared?" The corners of Zhou Tong's mouth rose as he sneered. "It's useless even if you're scared … This great chef's goal is to destroy you!"
Yang Meiji was an alchemist, so of course, she was very familiar with herbs.
Bu Fang raised his finger, pointing at the radish in the distance. He nodded, signaling Yang Meiji to continue.
"Then you're awesome," said Bu Fang, his face emotionless.
However, it wasn't Zhou Tong's final goal. His final goal was to destroy this restaurant and regain the Valley of Gluttony's prestige.
This time, Zhou Tong's original plan was to force his way in and directly capture the chef who had defeated Bu Fang. Then, he would ruthlessly beat him up.
"Kid, now you know how powerful my Valley of Gluttony is! This great chef just opened a small shop, and it could crush your restaurant that you've worked so hard to manage. Don't you feel sad? Don't you feel hopeless? "Zhou Tong clasped his hands, a smug expression appearing on his face.
However, after thinking about it carefully, the anger in Zhou Tong's heart slowly subsided. He sneered at Bu Fang, then turned and left without saying a word.
Bu Fang was a little annoyed. Why were these people from the Valley of Gluttony so ruthless? He had just killed Wen Renchou, and now there was Zhou Tong. Moreover, this Zhou Tong knew how to open a restaurant opposite his. His goal was to destroy the Cloud Mist Restaurant.
"You opened the restaurant opposite?" asked Bu Fang.
Yang Meiji glanced at Bu Fang. Only a ghost would believe you!
"Don't be afraid. The task later will be very easy," said Bu Fang seriously.
Kill him directly!
Destroy the other side. The other side was also a restaurant … If he wanted to destroy the other side, Bu Fang really had to think carefully.
Yang Meiji's eyes were wide open, and her eyes were bloodshot. The blood vessels were so thick that it looked very scary.
He clasped his hands leisurely, his face expressionless.
Moreover, he was using such a heavy kitchen knife that was constantly absorbing spirit energy to chop vegetables.
Zhou Tong had succeeded. The popularity of his Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant had far exceeded his expectations.
She did not think about the reward. The task was not completed yet, so the reward was just a fleeting cloud.
She gasped for air, and her entire arm trembled.
In the restaurant …
If you continue like this … I choose to give up!
If I make soup, will Young Master Nangong be able to drink it tomorrow?
He was not stupid. Before he understood Bu Fang's background, he would not foolishly challenge Bu Fang to a chef's challenge.
However, Bu Fang could clearly sense that the other side's goal of opening a restaurant was to provoke him, or rather, provoke the Cloud Mist Restaurant.
If you destroy me, I'll destroy you …
Bu Fang looked at Yang Meiji, his face incomparably solemn.
As for this Cloud Mist Restaurant … Just wait for it to close!
"Are you done practicing your knife skill? Alright … The next task is easy. Stand up. I want you to make soup. It'll be useful tomorrow. "
After Xiao Bai had collected the radishes, Yang Meiji collapsed, sitting on the ground.
"This … How do I make soup with these herbs? Will Young Master Wuque drink it?! "
In the kitchen, Yang Meiji was so tired that she was about to collapse. Beside her was a pile of radish pieces. Xiao Bai was standing there, his stomach bulging as he collected all the radishes.
There was actually another temporary mission … The previous temporary mission hadn't been completed yet.
For the handsome Young Master Nangong … What was this little hardship?!
To a large extent, the other side's goal was to destroy her restaurant.
Yang Meiji, you have to work hard!
She felt that if she continued, she would die.
When the Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant's reputation spread, the number of customers would completely crush the Cloud Mist Restaurant.
Did Yang Meiji really think that she had cooking talent? Owner Bu … Was he deceiving her?
The system's serious voice reverberated in Bu Fang's head, causing Bu Fang to be slightly dazed.
Yang Meiji felt her arm stiffen, as though it was filled with lead. Every move she made was incomparably heavy.
"Don't think that you're invincible just because you defeated a chef from the Valley of Gluttony. This time, this great chef wants your restaurant to close down! Wen Renchou, that idiot, can't compare to me! I will let you know what despair is! "Zhou Tong sneered coldly.
After Zhou Tong sent off the last customer, he let out a long sigh.
Zhou Tong asked the waiter in the restaurant to clean up the utensils. Then, he took off his chef robe, clasping his hands as he leisurely walked toward the Cloud Mist Restaurant.
Today was the Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant's first opening, but it had attracted half of the Cloud Mist Restaurant's customers.
She rolled up her sleeves, revealing the bulging muscles on her arms. Holding a kitchen knife, her mouth was trembling.
Bu Fang's voice broke Yang Meiji's daze, causing her to turn her gaze toward him.
Bu Fang stood up from where he was curled up. He calmly looked at Zhou Tong, who was acting cool.
The moment he smelled the aroma of the dish, Bu Fang's heart had already made a judgment.
He walked in front of Xiao Bai, patting Xiao Bai's plump belly. In the next instant, Xiao Bai's purple eyes flashed.
"Soup?" Yang Meiji, who was sitting on the floor, instantly got up. Her eyes instantly lit up.
In the next instant, with a loud bang, the bronze door of the restaurant closed.
…
After closing the door, Bu Fang went to the kitchen.
He raised his head, squinted, and wore an unfathomable smile on his face.
"As expected, the other party also wants to destroy the Cloud Mist Restaurant … If so, I won't be polite."
When she saw the medicinal ingredients that Bu Fang took out … the expectant smile on her face instantly froze.
He opened his mouth, spitting out a ball of golden flame. The flame was scorching, causing the temperature in the kitchen to instantly rise.
Although the Cloud Mist Restaurant was not the first branch of Bu Fang's restaurant, since someone came to provoke Bu Fang, he could not tolerate it.
"Practice well. If you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach a thousand miles. If you want to become a good chef, you need to practice bit by bit." Bu Fang clasped his hands, saying calmly, "After you finish practicing your knife skills, I have a new task for you."
Indeed, it was the people from the Valley of Gluttony who were stirring up trouble.
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth slightly rose.
After entering the kitchen, Bu Fang first looked at the small mountain of radishes, then at Yang Meiji, who was gasping for breath, as though she was about to die.
Yang Meiji was instantly speechless. She once again picked up the incomparably heavy kitchen knife, continuing to cut the radishes.
"Don't stop. Continue to cut. Cut all the ingredients properly," said Bu Fang.
Yang Meiji was dumbstruck as she looked at the iron puppet. She watched as the puppet's stomach closed up, and its purple eyes twinkled. Holding its fat belly, it turned around and left with a dull face.
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