Chapter Thirty-Eight: Master Hong's Childless Fate

  Not just Kong De Ming's heart was shocked and suspicious, but at this moment, even several judges felt that the atmosphere was not right.

  Originally, several judges came just for Kong Deming. In their view, this competition was actually a mere formality, and even if it were held in Kyoto or Hai Du, a city with many famous chefs, there might not be many people who would dare to say they could surpass Kong Deming in Shandong cuisine.

  Ke Kongdeming's subtle smile and nod towards Hong Shifu, as well as Hong Shifu's fearless and daring revolutionary spirit in pulling the emperor off his horse, made them feel like an unparalleled master in the eyes of several judges, feeling somewhat mysterious and profound.

  "Could it be that there really is a master in this mountain valley?"

  Gu Zhimi had seen countless famous chefs in his life, but he couldn't help sizing up Master Hong from head to toe, yet somehow he just couldn't get a read on him.

  He says he's a top chef, but with that dirty chef uniform and those crude kitchen utensils, it looks like something from a roadside stall; but on the other hand, his face exudes an unshakeable confidence that he will surely win!

  He had no idea that Master Hong's confidence was all based on Zhou Yi's body.

  Even Yang Cai was gazing at Master Hong with sparkling eyes. Whenever she looked at someone like that, it meant she had taken a great interest in them.

  Just as Kong Deming and several judges were guessing, Master Hong spoke up: "Wait a minute! Honorable judges, I have something to say..."

  Before he said this, he had practiced for a long time in his heart according to the requirements of Zhou Yi. His tone was neither fast nor slow, his face was as calm as an ancient well without ripples, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were cold and piercing. The aura of Wang Ba was overflowing, just like the characters in the 1980s Hong Kong TV series "The Bund".

  "What is this Master Hong doing?"

  Master Hong interrupted the competition at this time, which was extremely disrespectful to the judges. The whole field fell silent, and even the chefs who were preparing dishes stopped their hands, waiting to see what he would say.

  Li Yuanfang was in a great hurry, others did not understand, he still did not know how many brushes Master Hong had? Naturally, he would not be intimidated by his arrogant air. In his opinion, Master Hong must have been under tremendous pressure and had a mental breakdown, which led to such abnormal behavior.

  I'm also stunned by the Book of Changes, wanting to laugh wildly but still holding back, my heart is constantly shouting: "It's over, it's over, Master Hong, Big Brother Hong, can't we take it easy?"

  "Do you have any questions?"

  Gu Zhiwei surprisingly didn't get angry and his tone was also very calm.

  "I can only make one dish..."

  Master Hong's face was slightly flushed, and a few beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead, but his tone was still extremely calm and slow, and he even stretched out a finger to wave at the judges and chefs...

  "This Master Hong is really crazy, has he been staying in the nursing home for too long and gone mad?"

  Li Yuanfang wanted to cry but had no tears, it's really a sin... What's wrong with me? I actually let this guy represent Yunshui Village in the competition, isn't this slapping my own face in public?

  Hong Lao Liu, your kid is waiting for you to roll up your bedding and go home, I won't let you off!

  If it weren't for the presence of the judges and many fellow villagers, Li Yuanfang really wanted to rush onto the stage, grab this guy down, and then kick him hard, just like treating a class enemy!

  "Everyone listen clearly, I said I can only make one dish, it's not that I only know how to make one dish..."

  Seeing the judges and fellow competitors' shocked expressions, Master Hong suddenly felt a sense of pride and fully entered his role: "But I just want to make one dish! For this level of competition, making one dish is enough..."

  "Huh?"

  "What?!"

  "Isn't this just the cook from Yunshui Village Nursing Home? He actually said that making only one dish is enough! Is he out of his mind?"

  The secretary and village chief of Liulou Village glared at Li Yuanfang. In their opinion, Yunshui Village knew they were going to lose, so they deliberately found a fool to make trouble.

  But in front of several judges and reporters from the Zhou Nan Daily, they could only hold back their anger. If it really broke out, the one who would lose face would be the entire Yunshui Mountain area.

  Kong Deming gave Hong Shifu a deep look, what a arrogant person, daring to say such things in front of Gu Lao? Just making one dish is enough, are you a kitchen god or something?

  Kong Jie was also shocked beyond measure, is this really someone from a culinary school? Regardless of winning or losing, just the fact that he dared to say such words in front of Old Gu, if it gets out, it would shock the entire food world. Is he truly skilled, or just pretending to be mysterious?

  Even Yang Cai and the other judges were stunned, all of them looked at Gu Zhimi together. Old man Gu was the chief judge, as long as he said a word, Yunshui Village's qualification for the competition could be cancelled directly.

  "Haha, haha... interesting, very interesting!"

  Gu Zhiwu was taken aback for a moment, but surprisingly didn't get angry. Instead, he burst out laughing: "In twenty years, no one has dared to speak to me like that! Even if you're a top-notch chef from the Imperial Palace's South Water Temple, you should still show some respect to an old man like me! You young people have big guts, but I'm really curious - what makes you so bold? Tell me, who did you learn from? Is it He Fuzi, also known as the First Ladle of North Six Province?"

  "I rely on my skills, not on intimidating people with my master's name..."

  No need to mention, Master Hong is really humiliated in the nursing home. If he went to be an actor, he might have won a Golden Rooster, Hundred Flowers or even an Oscar award. He was getting more and more into character, and when saying this, he even gave Kong Deming a provocative glance.

  "Oh, Master Hong said it so well."

  Yang Cai interjected: "But others all make three dishes, Master Hong you only make one, aren't you afraid of being at a disadvantage?"

  "Get taken advantage of? How is that possible......"

  "After eating this dish of mine, you won't be able to eat theirs anymore. Let alone three, even if there were 300 or 3,000, what would be the use?"

  I'm convinced. With this kind of craziness, not only did the audience and judges below and above stage go deaf, even Zhou Yi, the one who started it all, wanted to raise his hands in surrender: "Chef Hong, you're absolutely not a cooking god, you're a pretending-to-be-cool god, I'm no match for you......"

  "Alright alright alright, how arrogant!"

  Gù Zhīwèi looked up and down at Hóng Shīfū, a playful glint in his eye: "I hope the skills in your hands are better than those in your mouth. Alright, I represent the judges' panel, I agree to your request, what dish do you want to make?"

  "Three Beauties Tofu."

  Master Hong still said lightly: "But I have another request."

  "Anything else?"

  Everyone on and off stage is driven mad, even someone as calm as Kong Deming has the urge to rush up and slap Master Hong.

  "Oh, you have some requirements? Tell me about them."

  Gu Zhimi narrowed his eyes, staring at Master Hong, with a raging fire in his heart: "Good! Let you be arrogant! Wait and see, if you can't bring out the real thing, I'll teach you a lesson! From now on, you won't even think about mixing in the domestic food world, I'll either destroy your reputation or make you follow my surname Gu!"

  "My culinary skills are unmatched in the world, it's not an exaggeration to say that I've reached the realm of a kitchen god. So I can guarantee that this dish of three-delight tofu is... unprecedented and unrivaled, so it can't be stolen by anyone."

  Master Hong said calmly: "So I request to add a layer of cloth around the stove outside, if the judges do not agree, I would rather withdraw from the competition!"

  "I'm doomed! Heaven above..."

  After hearing this, Li Yuanfang's eyes turned black and he fell forward. The Second Drunkard quickly supported him, shouting and crying: "Grandpa, grandpa, you can't have anything happen to you! Otherwise, my aunt will become a widow..."

  "Ah...... I'm so fed up...... Hong Laoliu you damn it!"

  Fortunately, Yuan Fang comrade's body was still quite robust, and after being tossed about by the Second Foolish Son, he actually slowly came to.

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