[A Kung Pao Chicken that does not look as good as it tastes]
Ever since Jiang Feng had stumbled upon the discovery that he could actually see the descriptions of the dishes his father made, his life had taken a dramatic turn...
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The crowd surrounded the little fat man.
"How about we exchange positions?"
The second place in the queue were several high school students. A blond boy among them squeezed beside the fat man, took out his wallet, and stuffed a 5,000 yen note into his hands.
"No, I won't change!" The little fat man sweated from the forehead and stuffed the notes back to the blond boy.
"Not enough?"
The blonde boy gritted his teeth. This time he took a 10,000 yen note, and his two companions were frightened.
A neutral looking young man whispered to him, "Yoshitake, isn't it too much to spend 10,000 yen? You can order three dishes in this restaurant!"
The blong-haired boy with glasses thought, 'The average meat dish is 3500 yen. It's not wrong to order three dishes for 10,000 yen. However, the staff just said that the first person has a gratitude cuisine... This price is difficult to measure. As long as it is not dessert… These 10,000 yen can be well-spent to eat a special dish.'
"I said no exchange in positions! No matter how much you pay!" The little fat man noticed more eyes on him. He could not help raising his head. His expression was firm.
"…"
Since everyone was lining up, the crowd did not immediately leave the little fat man alone and continued to ask for an exchange of seats. 
The backyard of the shop. 
An Yilun and Eri Yinglili were placed by Xia Yu in the tearoom where the old man often sat. The two held the hot tea that Xia Yu just brewed. The hot temperature of the cup told them that it was not a dream. 
The tearoom was very simple. It was just a shed in the courtyard promenade, where a low coffee table was placed. 
Xia Yu came down from the second floor. He took a cushion in his hand and put it outside the tearoom and sat down. 
"Hello, let me introduce myself. I am, in fact, the manager of this store..." 
Before Xia Yu finished speaking, Eri Yinglili exclaimed. 
But An Yilun was much calmer. He apparently guessed something through Xia Yu's name, but the second half of Xia Yu's words still surprised him. 
"At the same time, I am also the head chef of this shop." 
"Head, head chef?" 
Eri Yinglili was startled and pointed at Xia Yu.
After a while, she suddenly asked, "...Are you a student of Togetsu?"
"Why do you ask this?" Xia Yu raised his eyebrows.
"You... seem to be about the same age as us." Eri Yinglili fiddled with her ponytails to disguise the imagination that was running through her mind. She thought of the Tongue of God, Rina. That arrogant girl seemed to be very hostile to this store. Wouldn't it be because of this boy?
The more she thought, the more curious she was.
Eri Yinglili knew the name of Rina, and she had the 'Tongue of God'. She was the youngest member of the Top Ten in the history of Togetsu and had a great reputation in Japan's food industry. To many seniors, she was also the genius most likely to become a Premium Chef in the next ten years.
Therefore, she was afraid that only a genius chef of the same age and the same level could attract the attention and hostility of the 'Tongue of God', right?
An Yilun did not think so much. His mind was full of food. Chinese dishes were full of colors and flavors, as if they were floating past his eyes. He could not stop secreting saliva.
He looked at Xia Yu with excitement and admiration. "Are you really the head chef of this shop?" 
Because of the widespread reputation in the ACG circle, An Yilun also really thought that Xia's Chinese Cuisine Restaurant was a two-dimensional restaurant. 
"Certainly." 
"What do you want to eat? I can cook for you now." Xia Yu smiled. "This is also an appreciation banquet. It's thanks to your publicity about the shop. Otherwise, my shop's business will not be so popular."
"What…" 
An Yilun and Eri Yinglili were both surprised. 
An Yilun was fine. His ACG well-known blogger identity was not a secret amongst friends. However, the identity of the female artist of Yinglili, except for family and the limited one or two friends, no outsiders know. 
"You misunderstood... I did nothing!" Yinglili immediately waved her hand. Her face blushed like an apple.
Xia Yu couldn't help but laugh. "You guys should order first. When the shop opens, I may not have time to cook a nice feast for you." 
Eri Yinglili murmured, "We don't know what to order!" 
An Yilun also stared at Xia Yu without speaking. 
"Then I will improvise. Can you two eat six dishes?" Xia Yu asked. Seeing An Yilun and Yinglili nodding like chicken pecking rice, he couldn't help laughing. Then he got up and left. 
About an hour later, six hot dishes were filled on the short table. 
"Please enjoy!" 
Xia Yu did not come out from the kitchen. Morita Maki replaced him, serving them one by one, and carefully handed two bowls of rice to the two. 
Grunt. 
Just after Morita left, Eri Yinglili changed her lady's etiquette. She wiped her saliva and quickly picked up a pair of chopsticks. She added several dishes into the rice bowl, mixed it with rice, and put it into her big mouth. Her happy and long exclaim immediately came out from tearoom. "It's really delicious! It's even better than last time!" 
An Yilun was also gobbling up the food.
Among the six dishes, three of them were Fried Spoon Cabbage, Magic Mapo Tofu and Hibiscus Crab Egg!
Three glowing dishes were served at the same table.
This was a feast that An Ya and Mu Xiaoyue, who had already boarded and returned to their home country, would dream about. An Yilun and Eri Yinglili did not know what the selling price of these dishes were in Xia Yu's mind.
100,000 yen per plate.
He wouldn't do it if it were a little one bit less.
...
"You brought all the dishes over?"
Xia Yu was cleaning the spatula in the kitchen and glanced at Morita who stood at the door.
"Well, they are having a great time," Morita answered with a smile. She stood quietly and watched Xia Yu work hard. Miyoko Hojo also changed into a white chef's uniform. She started handling ingredients in front of the kitchen counter. The knife and the bang of the chopping board created a wonderful cooking melody.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Suddenly, there was a loud ringing sound from the antique wall clock on the storefront.
It's six o'clock in the evening.
Without Xia Yu's request this time, Morita walked around the kitchen and went to the front desk to take care the crowd lining up at the door.
Because she often took care of the pastry shop at home, Morita had strong hospitality experience. She took care the guests in an orderly manner with her quiet face and a friendly smile.
At the same time, a list of the names of dishes was handed into the kitchen, and Xia Yu didn't have to look at the dishes by himself.
Miyoko Hojo took the list and walked back and forth inside and outside the kitchen. She was looking for the ingredients and chopping vegetables. At the same time, there were too many people ordering food. When it was too busy, Xia Yu would let her help to look at another wok.
"Miyoko, put the deboned fish in to deep-fried for 30 seconds, not a second more!"
"Hand me the cut pork mince!"
"Help me look at the casserole. When you hear the whisper, stop the fire after five minutes..." 
Xia Yu skilfully commanded Miyoko Hojo. 
Gaining an effective helper to the kitchen made him feel very happy, and he could finally take a breath during cooking. Whatever ingredients and seasonings he needed, he just had to open his mouth. But he was not aware of disturbance in Miyoko Hojo's mind.


Xia Yu made a wish to eat until he vomited. And this particular wish brought him to a completely strange spirit world which was full of cuisines.
What, Chef God System?
"You need to not only satisfy normal people's appetite but also all kinds of devils and ghosts. Use your food to move them!" the old man said to him coolly.
So, Xia Yu would never stop running on the road of becoming a Chef God.
 

Li Du wanted to help out with the cooking and preparation of dinner.

Mrs. Liu adamantly refused and smiled. "You are our precious guest, Ah Du. How can we let our guest help out? Don’t worry, you will have a taste of my culinary skills very soon."

Wesley waved to Li Du. "Brother Li, come over here, let me show you a nice gun."

"What? You are still playing with guns?!" The shout came from the kitchen.  

It was Mr. Liu; he could hear them quite clearly as it was an open kitchen.

Wesley laughed at his dad’s reaction. "Dad, I’m just joking. I’m an overseas student, not an American citizen; there’s no way I could keep a gun. I can only go to the shooting range."

"The shooting range is out of bounds too!" said Mr. Liu, followed by a series of loud, constant chopping sounds as he chopped up the sautéed, preserved pork with ease.

Wesley’s parents had superb culinary skills. As dish after dish appeared on the dining table, Li Du and Wesley took turns to introduce the Chinese dishes to Sophie.

The Chinese cold dishes appeared on the dining table first. There was braised beef with sauce, cold, dressed, sliced sausages, braised pork trotters in the old Peking style, marinated eggs, and more. 

Next, the warm dishes started to make their way to the dining table: roast duck, spicy diced chicken with peanuts, spicy prawn balls with peanuts, stewed pig's feet with tofu, and braised, sautéed preserved pork in soy sauce garnished with red chili and coriander.

"Uncle, there’s so much food, we won’t be able to finish it," Li Du said looking at the table full of food.

"Okay, just one more dish coming up: the stir-fried shredded pork meat with spring onion and a soup. Please sit down, I brought Mao Tai over as well; we can have a drink together later," Mr. Liu said.

"Dad, I want to drink as well."

"Go drink your pig trotters soup, you rascal!"

The last dish was the shark fin soup in a casserole; its exquisite aroma filled the air around the room as it was served.

When Sophie realized what was used to make the soup, she looked uninterested and said, "My apologies, but I’m not having the shark fin soup as I joined the Endangered Species Protection Agency. No more shark fins for me."

"That’s alright—I won’t have any either. Wesley can have it. This soup is a tonic, nourishing blood and vital energy," Li Du said.

Wesley mumbled to himself softly in his mother tongue, "It’s always about nourishing, nourishing and nourishing. It will go to waste tonight anyway."

"Huh?" Mr. Liu didn’t catch that.

Wesley replied, "It’s nothing." Wesley then spoke in English, "Come, Brother Li, Doctor Sophie, make yourselves at home, eat more."

"Yes, please enjoy the food. Oh, does Doctor Sophie know how to use chopsticks?" said a concerned Mrs. Liu, looking toward Sophie, then Wesley.

"No worries Mom," Wesley said. "Brother Li is here. He will help Doctor Sophie with the food."

And Li Du did just that. Sophie didn’t reject his help; her cheeks were full of color, her head was low, and she ate in small mouthfuls. She looked comfortable using the chopsticks as well.

Li Du relished the wonderful dinner the Liuses had whipped up for them.

"Aunty, Uncle, thank you so much for having us—the food is awesome! I can understand how Jin Long got to his size now."

Wesley did not care about his size nor shape; he was happily munching on a pig trotter with one hand and a roasted duck drumstick with the other.

Mr. Liu laughed heartily, "Great, we are glad you enjoyed the food. You are Jin Long’s savior, you do not need to thank us. We should at least do this for you."

Mrs. Liu nodded, "Precisely, as the Chinese proverb says: ‘A drop of water shall be returned with a burst of spring.’ If there’s anything we can do for you, please feel free to ask us."

When Li Du left Wesley’s apartment, he was carrying a box full of preserved Chinese food, such as the spice marinated dry rubbed duck, Chinese smoked sausages, dried fish and scallops, and some of the food packaged in containers they could not finish earlier on.

Li Du tried to refuse, but Mr. Liu insisted. "So you’ve forgotten what Uncle told you earlier? Just take them, there will be more that will arrive very soon."

And so Li Du accepted their goodwill.

Back in his apartment at Pine Tree Tops, he started to sort out the preserved food, storing it in the appropriate places.

Rose came back from work. When she entered the house, she flung her shoes to one side and walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, isn’t that sautéed preserved pork? That’s Chinese sausage, where did you get it?" Rose was surprised.

Li Du turned around and happened to catch a glimpse of Rose’s long, slim calf, and foot. She was wearing black stockings. The kitchen lights were gentle and had a warm hue; under those lights, Rose’s stockings and delicate skin matched nicely with each other.

"Where are you looking?" A chilly tone of voice asked.

Li Du could not help but roll his eyes. Don’t wear stockings if you don’t intend to show anyone—what a bully! he thought.

"Where did you get those from?" The female cop asked once again.

Li Du refused to answer to spite Rose. He continued sorting out and storing the food, but with a faster speed.

Rose stomped her feet; the glossy red nail polish on her toes shimmered under the warm light, and together with her sulky face, she had an alluring charm.

"Okay, okay, look all you want," Rose said with a dissatisfied tone. "I really can’t understand men—what’s so great about the stockings?"

Mr. Li was infuriated; he could not hold in his anger and rebutted, "Who wants to look at them? Are you suffering from the paranoia of being watched? A friend gave all of this to me, and it is all mine!"

Rose twitched her lip before lifting a leg.

Thinking he had angered Rose, Li Du quickly took a few steps back and fell into a defensive posture.

Seeing that, Rose was lost for a moment before laughing so hard that she had to hold her belly and catch her breath.

"You thought I was going to kick you? Don’t be afraid, I don’t have violent tendencies."

Load of bullsh*t! Li Du cursed in his thoughts. You don’t have violent tendencies? Who are you fooling? 

"Then why did you lift up your leg?"

"Didn’t you want to look at my leg? You answered my question, so I let you look at my leg." The lady cop looked very serious. 

Li Du was flustered. "Are you a dimwit?"

"You dare to call me names?" Rose had a change of expression.

"I’ll make you supper—authentic Chinese flavor! From China!" Li Du replied promptly.

"So do I need to exchange that with my leg?" the female police officer asked hesitantly.

Li Du huffed out a sigh; Confucius was right to say that only women and the petty-minded were difficult to handle. Be close to them and they pick on you. Keep them at arm's length and they complain.

"I’m just teasing you. You should look at your face—can’t take a joke?" Rose laughed loudly again, not giving a hoot about how she looked.

An irate Li Du threatened, "Okay laugh, just keep laughing, be warned that there might be poison in your supper later!"

"Oh, you want to murder a police officer?" asked a fearless Rose. "Then you better be prepared to stay behind bars for life. Pray hard that your a**hole can do its job for the longest time possible, otherwise you will need to wear adult diapers every single day." 

Li Du stared blankly at her for a while and then finally turned away from Rose. "The supper’s going to be salty, and could be bitter too."

Rose showed a beautiful smile. "I’m just joking—you know I love to joke around. Make a nice meal young man. I like your...your cooking!"

As she said that, she walked over to Li Du and gave him a hug from behind.

Li Du figured that this female tyrannosaurus must have been in a good mood tonight as she would never usually crack such jokes or speak to him in this way.

In order not to ruin it, he had to cook supper nicely—or, he was going to have it tough in the future.

The next day, Li Du and Hans, together with Godzilla, participated in an auction in Phoenix.

However, they did not win any unit; all the seven units at that auction were basically trash and had no value. Li Du did not even attempt to bid.

The last week in June, Hans had a piece of good news: "An auction’s coming up. I heard the Vagabond Storage Company might have some good stuff."

"What good stuff?" Li Du asked.

Hans swiped his nose with his thumb. "Heavyweight bikes, and I heard there’s more than one of them. They are big storage units!"



They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

The next dish was about to be served, and yet the diners were still busy arguing to each other which one was tastier. As the emcee reminded them to vote accordingly, they had no choice but to cast their votes one by one. 
It was la Reverie who served their next dish to the diners. After their successful Fuji Apple Chicken Salad, they presented Bruschetta with Tomato and Basil. 
"Hmm, so they have Bruschetta this time. I'm really tempted to eat what they have there." Huang Shenghao's stomach rumbled. 
"You want to eat again. Didn't you just have breakfast before we started?" Lu Xinyi laughed. 
"Hey, you should know what I feel, Sister Lu! Aren't you curious to know what those dishes they have tasted like?" he retorted. Someone with a black hole stomach like him should understand. 
Lu Xinyi tapped her chin and thought about it. Since she started attending Silver Leaf, she barely paid attention to her opponents' dishes and only cared for its execution. 
"I haven't really given it a thought before," she admitted then realized this might be one of the reasons why Huang Shenghao's skills were better than hers. Huang Shenghao studied his opponents' dishes for future references, paying attention to the details and methods used on it. 
"Don't mind him, Xinxin. Shenghao probably knows how they made their Bruschetta right now and just thinking to eat for free again." Tian Lingyu reiterated what his sister pointed out earlier. 
Making Bruschetta wasn't complicated to do anyway. One could think of it as summer on toast. It's just a mixture of chopped tomatoes, balsamic, basil, and garlic spooned over olive-oil brushed slices of toasted baguette or rustic bread… something that Huang Shenghao himself could do without breaking a sweat. 
"Good choice for them. It is a great appetizer for the season. With it being summer and grilling season, they fire-roasted the tomatoes instead of blanching and toasted the bread while they were at the grill." Tian Lingyu added before returning to his station to start plating for their entrees.
The Bruschettas served were gone in under five minutes leaving the diners satisfied for what they've eaten. After cleaning their plates, they wondered what Oriental Bliss would serve next. 
"Thank you for waiting! Our next dish is called Drunken Chicken. I hope all of you will enjoy and get intoxicated from the wonderful deliciousness this dish has," Huang Shenghao said before passing the plates to be served to the waiters. 
Each plate had sat bite-sized pieces of chicken with a shiny, bouncy skin, surrounded by wine-spiked aspic.
As Lu Xinyi placed her buns to the steamer to cook, she took an excess plate and tasted the drunken chicken Huang Shenghao created. Summer was coming to an end in a few weeks, but for areas of the country still experiencing lingering heat, this cool and refreshing dish was really appropriate at this time of the year. 
Drunken Chicken was also on her father's recipe book and the difference with Oriental Bliss' version wasn't too far. The drunken chicken was traditionally made with a whole chicken, but no matter how delicately she cooked the chicken, the breast meat was never as tasty as the dark meat.
The first time she made this, she used a whole chicken. The second time, Lu Xinyi used just the leg quarters and was much happier with the results. There were two techniques: one could use to cook the chicken.
The more traditional way was to poach a whole chicken gently in a pot of barely simmering water. The plus side was that the huge pot of water would transform into the most delicious chicken broth that's great for soups. Or one could just steam the chicken.
The dark meat was way more forgiving of the higher heat in the steamer. No one liked dried out, cardboard chicken breast no matter how much booze one soaked that sucker in. After steaming, the chicken legs released about a cup of gelatin-packed chicken stock concentrate.  After it's mixed with Shao Hsing rice wine, it solidified into delicate aspic.
The jello, gelatin, aspic… whatever one wants to call it was the best part! 
It's nothing like the strangely-colored, rubbery concoction ubiquitous. This chicken and wine-flavored aspic hugged each piece of chicken and melted instantly in one's mouth, serving as a built-in self-basting system for the chicken.
Regardless of which method the chef choose to cook the chicken, the drunken chicken was best served cold. It could be served alone as an appetizer or with a bowl of noodles in hot chicken broth or fluffy white rice for a juxtaposition of temperatures.
There's one catch—the Chinese cleaver. After cooking, it's traditional to use the Chinese cleaver to chop the chicken into bite-size pieces that could be easily picked up with chopsticks.
One decisive 'twack' was designed to cut through skin, meat, and bone. This wouldn't work using a regular chef's knife. A Chinese cleaver was heavy-duty because the weight of the knife should most of the work.
The trick was to aim well and make one strong decisive movement. Even a split-second of hesitation would translate a botched cut job where the cleaver couldn't make it all the way through the bone or bone shards.
Among all the family recipes of the Ji family, Lu Xinyi thought that their Drunken Chicken was one of the best. Huang Shenghao didn't need to change that much, and it came out succulent, tender, juicy, and full of aroma from the wine and chicken stock.
"How is it?" Huang Shenghao asked with a grin. He was confident in his remastered version of the Ji family's Drunken Chicken. He only made sure to steep the chicken the night before. 
"You know it's lip-smackingly good." She gave him a thumbs-up. "It was excellent. Tender, juicy, and bursting with flavor. The flavor and moistness of the chicken are incredible. The key is using a good wine because the chicken will taste like the wine you use—bad wine means a bad taste."


[Status: Completed]

“You’re not taking me to bed. Ever.” 
“Who said it had to be on the bed?” 
“What?! You wouldn’t dare kick me off the bed, and I will not share it with you!” 
“The only reason I would force you out is so I can have you on the floor.” She gritted her teeth and glared at her grinning husband. 
“Go fuck yourself!” she hissed. 
“Only if you show me how,” he winked back. 

Once the tabloids released an article claiming business tycoon Shen Yi was gay, his family forced him to date and seek a relationship to stave off the false accusations. After many failed encounters, Shen Yi came upon Lu Xinyi.

Orphaned since childhood, Lu Xinyi had no safe haven left the moment her boyfriend and her best friend betrayed her. Losing her only treasures left, she felt like dying inside as soon as she boarded that ship. However, after a week-long cruise with Shen Yi, she struck a deal with him. Now the Young Madam of the most powerful Shen family, Lu Xinyi turned into a better version of herself. She would not only fight back against those who had hurt her, but she had also taken a shot at accomplishing her father's broken dream.

Attending the country's most prestigious culinary school, Silver Leaf Academy, Lu Xinyi was compelled to compete not only for herself but also for her husband’s pride. Through Shen Yi's love and support, she dreamed to emerge victorious one assault after another from a family that she had long abandoned. Oh, but love for food can be a dangerous thing! As Lu Xinyi and her friends struggle to survive the competition and schemes, more and greater challenges await her, putting her love (for food and Shen Yi) to the test. 

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When she was little, Xia Junling's master once told her.

"Xia'er, listen well. The way to get into a man's heart is through his stomach." 

He also dubiously spoke about how easy it would be to stop his heart after adding poison into his meal, but fairy Xia ignored it for now because it was not necessary.

As she looked at the skinny boy who resembled a log of wood recovering in the bed, fairy Xia felt that it was her responsibility as his master to fatten him and break the ice between them.

A normal master would consider knowing about their names and background before thinking of deepening their relation or even taking them as disciple. But since Xia Junling was out of ordinary, she had forgotten about it.

To be exact, she 'had forgotten' about it. But she remembered that she did not know their names when she wanted to ask the sibling about their favorite meal.

She changed into her cold aloof mode and asked the siblings. "What are your names."

The siblings silently stared at her.

'Sister, it is too late to act. You are not going to convince anyone with your cold and aloof bearing anymore.'

The young boy was the one to speak. "My name is Chen, her name is Ling'er. Since we are commoners, we have no surname."

Although he only spoke a few words, fairy Xia could infer important information from his blunt introduction.

Still, she nodded and nonchalantly said. "From now on, you will be named Xia Chen and she shall be named Xia Ling'er. Both of you are now my disciple and hence members of the Profound sect in the cultivation realm."

The siblings paused for a while before deeply nodding at her.

They were grateful in their heart. This was because they could understand the true meaning of her words.

Being given a surname served as a reminder that they still had familial bonds existing in the world.

Being a part of the sect meant that they were free from the uncertainty of dying of hunger. 

These few words may be useless for those who had everything yet were everything for those who had nothing.

Perhaps it was because she understood this, or because she had experienced it, fairy Xia did not try to ruin the moment and gave them a time to cry their heart out.

They cried, not only because they realized that they had long lost their original family, but also because they were happy to be able to gain a new family.

She quietly moved out of the room to give them some time alone as well as to gain some ingredients for their dinner.

When she moved outside the room, she realized. "Wait, I forgot to ask them about their choices of meal. Whatever, I will make food similar to the local cuisine of mortal realm."

.....

In a certain house near the northern street of Qing Shan Capital, a married couple were about to celebrate their 4th wedding anniversary together.

The husband was guiding his wife into the kitchen.

"Honey, I have spent the entire afternoon to prepare you the best dish possible. I spent my entire monthly budget to buy the expensive fire chicken and vegetables for today. You can taste my love in those dishes."

The wife blushed at his cheesy statement.

"You did not need to prepare such expensive dish. I already know how much you love me."

"Tada, here is the di-"

The young man froze. 

The previously filled table was currently empty. There was no sign of any chicken or vegetable in the table anymore.

"Honey, didn't you say that the dishes represented your love for me. But why do I only see empty plates in the table." The young woman had a bright smile in her face, but a certain gloomy aura began to surround her.

"N-no, some cat must have stolen it. Right, it must be a cat." The young man sounded flustered.

The young female continued to smile sweetly. "Ah, a cat ate all the food without leaving a trace behind."

Her face immediately changed, and she shouted. "The cat is that b*tch from the coffee shop isn't she? I knew something was wrong when you smiled at her. You could not even break up with me face-to-face. Get out from my sight."

"Didn't you say before that you knew how much I loved you?"

"Yeah, your love is worth empty dishes."

While the (former?) happily married couple were arguing with each other, the 'cat' was innocently sampling all the dishes.

"I see, so they used a combination of sweet & hot spices to cover the chicken. The vegetables were used to act as salad."

"Still, I feel like the taste is too bland. I should try to give the best quality dishes to my disciples."

"I should change the fire chicken into lava chicken I have stored in my storage ring, similarly I should replace all the vegetables with their higher quality product."

Like that, fairy Xia began to replace and construct a new recipe for her disciple.

...….

At nighttime.

The siblings had already recovered from their previous tear outburst.

Since it was nighttime, and they did eat any food throughout the entire day, the siblings were feeling rather hungry.

They gazed across their room, where they saw their newly appointed master 'Xia Junling' cooking in the kitchen.

A female cultivator in Daoist robes cooking homemade dishes was a visually strange sight to see.

"Tada, I have prepared the dishes. Did you wait long." Xia Junling imitated the speech of the young man she had borrowed the recipe from to present her dish to her disciples.

The dish gave out a strong flavor and had appealing color to it. 

The siblings could not help their mouth from watering.

"Ah, since Ling'er has a weak constitution, I prepared a separate dish for her with fewer spices and mortal exclusive ingredients."

Ling'er happily took the plate from Xia Junling and began to feast on the dish.

"It is so yummy." Linger's eyes turned crescent moon.

When Xia Chen looked at his sister, he felt that the spicy dish he was about to eat should be even more better.

He lightly smirked and took a bite.

The moment he took the bite, he understood.

'F*ck, she used me as a guinea pig for her dishes.'

His chicken tasted like mud, his vegetables had a weird taste which could not be described in words.

Xia Chen began to have light seizures before he fainted.

Despite being faint, his face was pale. It almost looked like his soul had left his body.

Seeing this, fairy Xia lamented. "To sleep directly after eating, such bad manners. The new generation really have no respect for their elders." 

"…"

"Does being a master in cultivation world mean that they should leave their disciples to fend for themselves after providing them with guidance? Should they only protect them after other powers are involved?"

No, no. Isn't that just being plain lazy. Those are no masters, they are only useless bums.

For Xia Junling, a true master is someone who spoils their disciple while educating them about the ways of the world at the same time.

So when Xia Junling got her batch of adorable disciples in mortal realm, she made a solemn vow:
She will gift all the treasures of the world to her disciples.
She will find all secret manuals for her disciples.
She will cook the best dishes for her disciples by her own hands... eh, why are her disciples sleeping in the floor.

There were a plate of sweet and sour pork, a plate of kung pao chicken, a plate of Mapo Tofu, a bowl of Napa cabbage soup and a bowl of rice.

All of it looked extremely delicious as Long Ao Zhen could felt that he was almost drooling over the meal.

Jiu Wei as a perfect housewife role model, also didn't forget to serve a good quality chinese tea and an expensive jade chopsticks for Long Ao Zhen to use.

In the cold day such like today, those hot dishes were very tempting and one could imagine just how delicious it were.

Long Ao Zhen was quite hungry when he saw the dishes but he couldn't help to think about Shi Ying. She must be hungry but she couldn't eat...how sad is it.

So despite the delicious-looking food in front of Long Ao Zhen eyes, he didn't eat much. He only finished his rice, the soup and the Kung Pao chicken. 

As for the pork, there were still quite a bit left and for the tofu, Long Ao Zhen only took a bit because he didn't like tofu.

Well Long Ao Zhen "didn't eat much" but for those who saw it, he did eat much! It was just that Long Ao Zhen appetite had always been quite a wonder. He ate a lot usually. 

Long Ao Zhen despite being a mythological beast and a powerful cultivator, ate a lot of human dish. He could ate two bowl of rices and 5 dishes every time he ate. Long Ao Zhen usually ate three times a day.

Yep. Another foodie like Jiu Wei. 

Long Ao Zhen was praising Jiu Wei cooking skill in his heart as he gobble up the dishes. Even though he didn't finish all of it, he still ate a lot for a normal standard.

Who could finish a portion of kung pao chicken, a bowl of cabbage soup and ate nearly all the sweet and sour pork plus a bowl of rice like Long Ao Zhen? 

At least in Shi Ying former world, that could be considered a lot.

After dinner, Jiu Wei came in to serve Long Ao Zhen a cup of tea. With Jiu Wei good skill in brewing tea, the tea was soon served in front of Long Ao Zhen.

Jiu Wei used his most precious tea cup for Long Ao Zhen. It was a white porcelain chinese tea cup with a pattern of a beautiful blue snowflake. That cup was Jiu Wei favorite cup.

Long Ao Zhen admitted that the tea cup was beautiful. It was pleasing to the eyes and Long Ao Zhen mood subsconsciously became better.

Long Ao Zhen took the cup slowly and sniffed the tea aroma first. The tea aroma was very fragant and calming. It was suitable with Long Ao Zhen preference.

"Slurpp" then, Long Ao Zhen sipped the hot chinese tea brewed by Jiu Wei in an elegant manner. He also closed his eyes to have a better taste of the tea. 

"Good tea" Long Ao Zhen praised Jiu Wei from the bottom of his heart. Even though the tea in the dragon palace was much better than this, in the lower realm it was already considered a good quality tea. 

Long Ao Zhen won't be that cruel to compare the tea in lower realm and the tea in upper realm. It was not fair.

"Thank you for your praise your highness" Jiu Wei eyes were brimming with happiness when Long Ao Zhen praise him. 

Ayy it was a right choice for him to learn how to do house chores back then! Thank God he was also a foodie. Jiu Wei never expected Long Ao Zhen to be a foodie too! When he first ask to have a dinner, Jiu Wei was already suspicious.

Now seeing how Long Ao Zhen ate almost all of his cooking, Jiu Wei was certain that Long Ao Zhen must be a foodie like him! 

Yeahh fellow foodie! Huhuhu other beasts thought that he was weird to have a liking to a human meal. Well human food were just too delicious compared to a raw food beasts usually eat.

As Jiu Wei often spent his time alongside human, naturally he also developed a habit like a normal human.

In the original novel "XXX", The female lead, Meng Yue Ming was able to captured Long Ao Zhen not only with her unique personality but also with her skill in cooking delicious food.

After Long Ao Zhen finished his tea, he asked Jiu Wei quite an important question. "Where do i sleep?"

Jiu Wei cave only had 1 bed which was currently occupied by Li Shi Ying. It was not possible for Long Ao Zhen to sleep on the floor right?

When Jiu Wei heard the question, he felt as if a thunder strike him from above with a loud DUARRR sound.

He...he forgot about it!! His cave only had 1 middle-sized stone bed because Jiu Wei lived alone. Now Long Ao Zhen was going to sleep for a night here, where should he sleep??

COMPLETED SERIES

I'll find you even if we are worlds apart -Long Ao Zhen 

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Transmigrated into a trash body of general's daughter as female lead? Peh! Too mainstream! Transmigrated to be a villainess? Common! What about transmigrating and ending up as cannon fodder? Have read it before! 

From that many options to transmigrate how could she, Li Shi Ying a very ordinary English department college student, suddenly wake up in the crippled body of the female lead's ex-maidservant?! Heaven, this is too unfair! 

In this world where only the strong are respected, she can't cultivate? No problem! Dozens of high-rank spiritual beasts fight over protecting her! 

Beast Tamers are rare? Hmph! The beast language is her hometown language! 

Can't be an alchemist or array master? Who cares? She could just become a translator! Without a translator, all those rare jobs wouldn't even exist! 

Watch how she rules over the world without having a single bit of cultivation energy in her body! 

But, can someone please tell her how she suddenly became the Dragon Prince's wife? Momma, she wanna cry!!! 

This is a perfect story for those who are bored with the usual cultivation novel. 

Warning: Smut scene in chapters 7-9!! If you don't want to read it, just skip those chapters. 

If you like to read perfect grammar then this book might not be your cup of tea, but I'm still learning. So, it will become better in later chapters. 

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"And what would this little girl wants to do?" Now the emperor's interest was completely piqued with anticipation.

"This humble daughter will be singing a song." Tang Kexin decided to go all out. Of course, she shouldn't perform too well. It was as Ye Lanchen said, Tang Kexin had been a fool for eighteen years. If she were to suddenly do something high-leveled and difficult, it would definitely arouse suspicion.

She knew that the emperor was just on the spur of the moment, and his expectations of her weren't that high. As long as there was something special and new, the emperor would surely be satisfied.

"<Cough…> The title of this song is 'Everyone is jubilant'." Tang Kexin cleared her throat with an obvious determination as she solemnly announced the title of what would she be singing. She chose the song because it was simple, fun, and interesting which fit the characteristic she wanted to project. And also, it met all the standards she required to pleased the Emperor. 

She once had a mentally challenged child patient who liked to listen to a certain funky song. So, for her to render her treatment to the child without a glitch, she had to sing this song to calm the child while doing procedures. And for her to learn the song superbly, to get the beatings and lyrics synchronised, she listened to it day and night over and over again until it was imprinted into her brain! After she was transferred to the military post, she hadn't seen that child again and that she hadn't sang that song for a very long time, but who would have thought that she would be singing it again today, but this time to fascinate an emperor.

"Hmm, the title is tantalising. Not bad, not bad... Zhen could not wait to hear it!" Sure enough, when the emperor heard of the title, he nodded repeatedly, his eyes full with anticipation.

The others, on the other hand, were with different look on their faces.

Tang Kexin once again cleared her throat and began to sing…

"Chinese cabbage, chicken hair, macaroni and wheat a dish of green and white 
What kind of dishes were fried? 
What kind of dishes?! 
Happy Sheep, Beautiful Sheep, Lazy Sheep, Boiling Sheep 
What sheep? What kind of sheep?! 
Every sheep is jubilant 
They are a little flock of sheep 
All the little sheep are very kind 
They were so kind that they could only be seen on the prairie 
Lazy beauty sunning 
However in the neighbor there lives a wolf
Although sometimes there is no sun 
Only the Sheep Village has music 
The singers and the jingles are all crazy

Chinese cabbage, chicken hair, macaroni and wheat a dish of green and white 
What kind of dishes were fried? 
What kind of dishes?! Happy Sheep, Beautiful Sheep, Lazy Sheep, Boiling Sheep 
What sheep? What kind of sheep?! 
Every sheep is jubilant 
The day when the wolf came was very ordinary 
The wolf's howl sounded like it was hungry
Little sheep love to graze but would not afraid to fight a wolf if they have to 
Although it was a small flock of sheep 
They sing together at every festival 
Sunshine Air Grass and Flower Fragrance 
It was so crowded that it filled up the prairie

Chinese cabbage, chicken hair, macaroni and wheat a dish of green and white 
What kind of dishes were fried? 
What kind of dishes?! Happy Sheep, Beautiful Sheep, Lazy Sheep, Boiling Sheep What sheep? What kind of sheep?! Every sheep is jubilant 

Chinese cabbage, chicken hair, macaroni and wheat a dish of green and white 
What kind of dishes were fried? 
What kind of dishes?! 
Happy Sheep, Beautiful Sheep, Lazy Sheep, Boiling Sheep 
What sheep? What kind of sheep?! 
Every sheep is jubilant 
Everyone rejoiced..."

After Tang Kexin finished singing, the hall was quiet, too quiet... Majority of the people stared at her with wonder, like she's someone sort of an unknown entity. But a few had not shown any reaction, or they're just good at masking it.

"Was it not good?" Seeing everyone's reaction, Tang Kexin lightly batted her eyelashes

What kind of reaction was that? She felt that there was nothing wrong with the song though.

"Hahaha…!" The emperor was stupefied but burst out in laughter after sometime Tang Kexin finished singing. "That was special! This girl is interesting. Very interesting, indeed!"

Now it was obvious, the emperor was pleased and satisfied. 

He had seen too many formal performances that he found Tang Kexin's unusual talent show refreshing, even more fascinating than those countless formal performances. 

The corner of Ye Lanjue's lips slowly curled up. Indeed, it was as he expected.

However, the Crown Prince didn't show much of an emotion, he just tightened his grip on his armchair.

"Eh? What was that singing about? This prince only heard of dishes and sheep." Ye Lanchen smirked. The song she sang was very amusing and special. It was much more interesting than the boring performances he had seen in the past, but he didn't want to admit it in front of her.

"Then is His Majesty satisfied?" Tang Kexin didn't pay attention to Ye Lanchen. What she cared the most right now was the emperor's reaction and his promise. She had thought so hard for the sake of this promise of fulfilling one of her wishes.

"En, I am very satisfied! So, I have decided that no matter who Xin'er like in the future, Zhen will be her matchmaker. I will definitely bestow you that marriage!" The Emperor was truly very satisfied, and on the spot announced his decision.

When Ye Lanchen, who was standing on the side, heard the emperor's words, his body staggered as he fumbled around to support himself from falling down.

"What are you doing?" The emperor looked at him with curiosity. "Why are you so excited?"

"No, no." When he heard the emperor's words, a picture suddenly flashed through his mind. He was stunned by the image that his mouth agape with incredulity!

However, Tang Kexin was dumbfounded. This was not what she wanted, this wasn't it! Why did the emperor thought that it was about her marriage she was hankering about?! 

Alas, for a young girl commoner like her, to negate the Emperor's decision was something unheard of... Tang Kexin could not help but sighed with frustration! 

"Xin'er, looks like you really don't have to worry about your marriage now..." The empress was obviously pleased with the result. The corners of her lips and eyebrows raised as she beamed.

"She is gentle and virtuous, spirited and charming, beautiful and generous, slim and graceful. And just like a flower in bloom, everyone adores her, so naturally, she doesn't need to worry about her marriage for now...!" The Emperor borrowed Tang Kexin's words and made a rare joke.

"Pufft..." The empress couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at Tang Kexin. The more she looked at her, the more satisfied she became.

Tang Kexin felt frustrated in her heart. She was so frustrated she didn't want to say anything anymore. If she had known earlier that things would turn out this way, she wouldn't have made any effort whatsoever.

Ye Lanjue swept his gaze over her slightly depressed face. His ice-cold eyes seemed to have a faint trace of a smile on them. It was very subtle. If one didn't look carefully, it would be almost impossible to see.

"Now, now! It's getting late and Zhen is hungry. Everyone stay and have dinner with me. Attend to the young woman so she will be comfortable...!" It was rare for the Emperor to be this happy and animated.

"This humble daughter thank His Majesty..." Tang Kexin barely opened her mouth, but naturally she could not refuse. A few people answered in succession.

"Then Xin'er will stay in the palace tonight. Chenqie will have someone to inform the Prime Minister's Estate." The Empress' eyes twinkled, her eyes filled with excitement, but her expression didn't give out much of a change.

"Alright." The Emperor didn't think too much and agreed without hesitation.

The atmosphere in the dinner hall wasn't too bad. From time to time, the emperor's laughter rang out in the whole hall, indicating that he was really in a good mood. Everyone outside Kuan'An Palace was surprised to hear this, because the Emperor had never laugh out loud so easily before.

After dinner, the crown prince, third prince, and the fourth prince took their leave, but the emperor didn't move. He had no intention of leaving, with a clear intention of staying behind.

Tang Kexin knew that in the imperial harem, the emperor's favour and attention were everything. And the empress would be happy that the emperor had decided to stay in her palace tonight.

But to Tang Kexin's surprise, she didn't sense any joy from the empress' expression. Instead, she felt that the empress' attitude was sort of an indifference if not unwilling. Thinking that it might be due to her being around, Tang Kexin made an excuse to leave the hall.

However, not long after she left, the Emperor walked out of the room as well. His expression was grim and somewhat cold, without a trace of the good mood he had had earlier.

Watching the emperor leave with a cold expression, Tang Kexin's heart skipped a beat. Weren't they fine just now? How did the mood change so suddenly? What happened?

"Xin'er." The empress called out, waking her up from her pondering. Tang Kexin quickly turned around and saw the empress widely smiling at her as she walked gracefully towards her. The empress' all smiling astonished her so much that she temporarily not able to respond accordingly.

The emperor just left with a gloomy face, yet the the empress wasn't affected? Not worried? Her smile was even more natural and genuine.

"Will you sleep with me tonight?" The Empress took her hand and held it affectionately, her smile became even more gentle and radiant.

"Oh..." For the first time, she felt that her brain wasn't at work as she couldn't reason out the empress' action just now. Who could tell her what was going on?

Lying on the bed, listening to the empress endless telling of stories with such tender, Tang Kexin suddenly felt as if she was in a dream.

It was already late at night. Tang Kexin closed her eyes, and the empress's voice stopped. The entire room quieted down.

After an unknown amount of time, the empress slowly raised her body to gaze dotingly at the sleeping Tang Kexin. Her mellow expression just now, was replaced with anxiety. "Xin'er, I just want you to be safe and sound... and to be happy. That's all I only pray..."

"I don't know," Jia Zizai said. "It looked very disgusting. Mr. Wang said don't underestimate the bugs. If you are bitten by them but not treated in time, it could be life-threatening."
"Is it that serious?" Hu Mei asked.
"Several people have died because of these bugs," Jia Zizai said. "There might be even related to the venom secreted at the hot spring."
"No wonder Mr. Wang said time was short."
It was not until now that they understood the meaning of Wang Yao's words.
"How did he know?" Hu Mei asked.
"He smelled a unique smell in the water," Jia Zizai replied.
Wang Yao drove in front to lead the way to the restaurant in Xia Village, where they always went.
"Hello, welcome." The manager came to meet them when he saw them.
Many guests had come for dinner. There were only five tables available.
"Our signature dish, stewed fish in a cauldron, has been improved," the manager said. "Would you like to taste it and give us some suggestions?"
"OK," Wang Yao replied
All the dishes were served quickly. The fish was served last. The fish soup was white, and it smelled delicious.
"It looks delicious."
"This is fresh carp we picked up from the reservoir," the manager warmly said. "All the carp we selected were about three pounds. We also used angelica, ginseng, and other medicinal materials while cooking it to make it more delicious and nourishing."
"It's time to taste it," Wang Yao immediately said when he heard about the additional medicinal herbs in it.
"OK, taste it," the manager said. "I hope you enjoy it. I will treat you this meal."
"You don't have to do that," Wang Yao said. "You are too kind."
"It's no problem at all," the manager said. "It's settled, so please enjoy. Call me if you need anything else."
"OK, no problem!"
"Come on, let's try this fish."
"Yeah, let's try it."
The fish soup was delicious, and the fish was perfectly cooked.
"Well, it's delicious!"
"It's really delicious. I haven't eaten such delicious fish for a long time," Jia Zizai said.
Wang Yao drank the soup and carefully savored it.
"Sir, what do you think?"
"It is fine." Wang Yao smiled.
He could guess what was in it just by tasting it. There was ginseng, wolfberry, Huangjing, and other medicinal ingredients. Of course, those medicinal ingredients were not as good as those he grew on Nanshan Hill. In fact, they were all low-cost medicines. After all, a business aimed to make money and was not for charity.
"Sir, let's enjoy the wine," Jia Zizai said, holding up his glass.
"Thank you," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"As for this fish, do not eat it too much." Wang Yao picked up a piece of fish and tasted it.
"Why? What's the problem!" Jia Zizai spit out the fish he was chewing.
"There is no big problem," Wang Yao smiled and said. "It's just that there is some conflict between the two flavors of Chinese medicines. The most serious issue might be diarrhea."
"Ah, that's fine," Jia Zizai said. Afterward, he put another piece of fish into his mouth.
"Yes, it's delicious, Sir. How can you tell there is a conflict between ingredients just by tasting it?"
"One medicine is licorice," Wang Yao said. "That is a commonly used Chinese medicinal material. Its function is to reconcile all kinds of drugs, but it conflicts with the carp. That is why I say it is not suitable to use it."
"Is there anything else? What about the other medicinal ingredients?"
"Another medicine causes conflict to chicken."
"Chicken? Is that in here?"
"A small amount of chicken soup was added to it," Wang Yao said. "The carp and chicken soup are slightly offensive."
"Isn't there a famous dish called Farewell My Concubine that uses carp and chicken?"
"Like what I said, eating less is OK," Wang Yao said. "It could cause some discomfort in the stomach but nothing very serious."
"I didn't know I'd learn more just from eating with you," Jia Zizai said.
In addition to stewed fish, there was also a distinctive spicy fried chicken dish.
"Well, both of these dishes were very good," Pan Jun said. "I can see why people would come here for dinner. Even people from the county would want to taste these dishes."
After eating, Wang Yao returned to the mountain village.
"Would you like to go and drink some tea with me?"
"Don't drink tea immediately after eating fish," Wang Yao said. "You should wait for a while."
"Let's play poker. Do you like to play?"
"No, thank you. I'll go back to the clinic to study these bugs. You just enjoy your evening."
"Fine."
"Thank you, Sir."
"You're welcome," Wang Yao replied.
He walked back to the clinic and took out the glass bottle containing the poisonous insects. Several bugs were crawling inside.
Wang Yao gently opened the lid of the bottle. At first, the bugs were manic. They seemed to want to jump out. He didn't know why, but the bugs suddenly gathered together and laid at the bottom of the bottle. It was as if they had encountered something terrible, such as a creature they greatly feared.
"Why didn't they have this reaction when they were in the hot spring?" Wang Yao asked aloud. "Didn't they respond fast enough?"
He returned home and took a rabbit from the cage.
"What are you doing with the rabbit?" Zhang Xiuying asked.
"I need it for an experiment," Wang Yao said with a smile.
He put the rabbit in a cardboard box. Next, he put a bug into the box. The bug did nothing for a moment. Suddenly, it jumped on the rabbit. After a while, the rabbit began to twitch. Apparently, it was poisoned.
"It is so aggressive now!"
Wang Yao took the bug out and put it into a glass bottle. He poured a bowl of medicine soup made with detoxification grass into the rabbit's mouth and quietly waiting for the medicine to take effect. Within an hour, the rabbit was better. The abnormal symptoms it had shown disappeared. Wang Yao put some leaves and grass into the box, and the rabbit began to eat.
"It is quite toxic."
Wang Yao did several other experiments to understand some of the characteristics of the poisonous insects.
He thought, This kind of poisonous insect grows where the geothermal is extremely hot. Its toxins are related to heat poisoning. It should be medicinal, but it is poisonous. Therefore, it is necessary to control the metering when it is used.
…
Thousands of miles away in southern Yunnan…
In a well-decorated hotel, in a private room, Guo Zhenghe was meeting a man in his 40s. He was thin, and his hair was a little yellow. His spirit was worse.
"Uncle Xu, I will count on you," Guo Zhenghe said.
"Childe, you are too polite," the man said. "You can order me to do anything you need."
"Uncle Xu, just call me Zhenghe. I feel awkward when I hear Childe from you." Guo Zhenghe filled the middle-aged man's glass with wine.
"I prefer to call you Childe when there is no other one here, but I'll call you Secretary Guo when I'm outside, right?"
"This is OK," Guo Zhenghe said.
"What business do you need me to do?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Enjoy the meal first," Guo Zhenghe said. "We will talk about it after eating."
"That is good."
After three rounds of drinking and five dishes, Guo Zhenghe passed over the bag of information that had suddenly appeared in his office.
"Read it first."
The middle-aged man opened the bag. He read the contents of the first page. His face changed. He read it very carefully.
"Where did these things come from?" the man asked.
Guo Zhenghe carefully explained what happened, including how this portfolio appeared on his desk without any notice.
"Did the boy have any contact with these strange people?" the man asked.
"So far there was no contact," Guo Zhenghe said.
The middle-aged man was silent for a while.
"I saw the news before I came here," the middle-aged man finally said. "A strange thing happened in a place under your control recently. In a village, 11 people were killed in three days, right?"
"Yes, that is the case," Guo Zhenghe said. "The criminal investigation experts in the provincial capital have already come and investigated the case."
"Can I see the relevant information?"
"No problem," Guo Zhenghe said. He took out another portfolio, which looked well-prepared.
The middle-aged man carefully read it. It had more information, so it took longer to read it. Guo Zhenghe was not in a hurry and quietly waited.
"I have no evidence, but based on my experience and feelings over the years, most of these people did not die naturally. They were killed," the middle-aged man said.
"But no evidence of homicide was found on them," Guo Zhenghe said. He preferred the idea that these people died unnaturally, but everything needed to be evidence-based. What he lacked most now was evidence.
"So, someone sent you this information," the middle-aged man said.
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In an inaccessible village, there were a few houses on the hillside. 
People from far away were attracted here and the mountain road was crowded with luxury cars, because, in this town, there was a young man with incredible medical skills  who could cure all kinds of illnesses!

Eight immortals stood outside the storefront and hesitated momentarily before walking into the restaurant.
Among them were seven men and one woman, with a handsome, graceful man standing at the forefront of the group.
An Lin's eyes lit up once again. This was a close acquaintance of his!
"Long time no see, An Lin." A smile as gentle as a spring breeze appeared on the man's face.
An Lin immediately stood up before bowing. "Long time no see, Senior Lü Dongbin!"
He then turned to the other seven immortals before extending another salute. "Junior An Lin pays his respects to the eight immortal seniors!"
That's right, all the immortals gathered here were extremely renowned immortals in the Heavenly Court.
Han Zhongli, Zhang Guolao, Han Xiangzi, Iron Cane Li, Lü Dongbin, Celestial Maiden He, Lan Caihe, Cao Guojiu were all immortals that An Lin had heard about for a long time!
There were references made about all of them in the stories and films of the mortal world, as well as the textbooks of the university. These eight people were all very interesting immortals.
"Why are you being so rigid and formal, An Lin?" Celestial Maiden He wore an enticing smile as she made her way toward An Lin. "I heard you've been awarded the title of the second Chef God of the Heavenly Court by the Celestial Thearch. We're all good friends with one another, and we're here to visit and see what all the fuss is about!"
An Lin had once saved Celestial Maiden He's life in the Ancient Tai Chu Realm, so Celestial Maiden He was quite warm and affectionate toward him.
"Then you've all come at the right time." An Lin chuckled. "I don't mean to brag, but this is going to be the most delicious food you've eaten in your entire lives! Also, you've come here when the prices are at their lowest. I'm going to be increasing the prices after a while, so you've definitely all lucked out!"
"Gasp…"
All eight immortals instantly drew a collective sharp intake of breath.
Even Lü Dongbin's lips were twitching involuntarily.
Was he really that confident? He was essentially promising them the best meal of their lives!
And ten thousand spirit stones per dish was already a f*cking astronomical price! He was still going to raise the prices?
They were here as patrons to his new business, but THEY were the ones who had lucked out?!
Celestial Maiden He had been worrying for nothing. Judging from An Lin's display of absolute confidence, it looked like they didn't even need to pay patronage to his restaurant!
In any case, they were already here, so they were going to enjoy a meal here anyway.
They had enough financial ability for one trial meal at the very least. Furthermore, this restaurant had received the backing of the Celestial Thearch, so the food here wouldn't be too bad.
"An Lin, what dishes are you able to make here?" The premier foodie among the eight immortals, Iron Cane Li, couldn't help but ask.
"Here you go, Senior, this is our menu from which you can choose any dish." An Lin handed a golden menu to Iron Cane Li.
Iron Li took a look, and his eyes widened in astonishment. There were over a hundred dishes on the menu, and all of them had scary names.
There were all sorts of dishes like Moon Eating Heavenly Dog, Sun Eating Heavenly Dog, Chang'e Pursuing The Moon, Hou Yi Shooting The Sun…
The eight immortals were initially amazed by all these names before they slowly came to a realization as their expressions darkened.
Lü Dongbin inquired with a perplexed expression, "Why are the names of all these dishes have the words sun and moon?"
What did An Lin have against the sun and the moon!
"Haha… These names are hilarious…" Celestial Maiden He's lithe and graceful body trembled with mirth.
Zhang Guolao asked in a more mature manner, "Is there some special meaning behind your naming convention, An Lin?"
An Lin clasped his hands behind his back and raised his head with a profound look on his face. "I named these dishes so as I am an unmatched legend who grasps the sun and moon in my hands while I pluck the stars from the sky."
All eight immortals shuddered upon hearing this as they all drew another collective sharp intake of breath!
What the f*ck?! Did this guy have a flexing addiction?
"Hehe, what a great, thoughtful name." Celestial Maiden He faltered momentarily before praising him again. 
An Lin nodded internally with approval. It looked like this Celestial Maiden was worth saving after all. She sure knew how to give timely praise!
The other seven immortals repressed their urges to flip the tables and leave as they scanned through the menu to see which dish they would like.
"Let's go with this one, the Solar and Lunar Eclipse! It has both the sun and the moon in its name, so it should be quite delicious. "
"Ptui! Cao Guojiu, what kind of stupid logic is that? You must have been misled by An Lin's naming conventions! I think we should go with the Sunlight Chicken, I like chicken!"
The flower lover Lan Caihe protested, "No, Han Zhongli, let's pick the Flowers Under The Moon, I like flowers." 
"No no no, that dish clearly sounds like a vegetable dish…"
Thus, a heated discussion ensued between the eight immortals.
In the end, they couldn't come to a decision, even after an extended period of intense debate. They had to resort to drawing lots to decide who would have the final say on the matter!
This appeared to be quite a rehearsed procedure for them, suggesting that this was not the first time they had been forced to resort to this.
In the end, Celestial Maiden He was tasked with making the final decision.
She turned to An Lin with an enticing smile. "An Lin, do you have any suggestions? For example… Are there any signatures dishes?"
A faint smile appeared on An Lin's face. "All my dishes are at the pinnacle of culinary excellence! You will be jumping for joy regardless of which dish you choose!"
Celestial Maiden He: "…"
"Gasp…"
All eight immortals shuddered upon hearing this.
Holy f*ck! Was there no one that could control this guy?!
This little bastard was flexing his a*s off!!
In the end, Celestial Maiden He had no choice but to make the choice on her own. She chose a dish with a strange name—Ecliptic Sun of Fortune.
This was a peculiar name for a dish, and she chose it intentionally just to see what kind of surprise Chef God An Lin could serve up for them!
They were then treated to the sight of An Lin walking into the kitchen with a tranquil expression, following which the sounds of cooking erupted.
"How long do you think An Lin will take to cook this dish?" Han Xiangzi sat down on a chair before turning to Zhang Guolao.
Zhang Guolao analyzed as he wobbled his head from side to side, "It's quite difficult to say, but the more exquisite a dish is, the more energy and time it takes to prepare. It's said that Chef God Hu Jiahao requires half a day just to cook some of his simpler dishes and half a month to cook dishes from his signature range."
"An Lin's dishes are comparable in price to Hu Jiahao's signature dishes, so he would probably take quite a few hours at the very least to produce a dish."
Lü Dongbin nodded in agreement. "This also explains why An Lin can only cook one dish in a day. After all, it would be too energy-consuming and time-consuming to cook more than that; there wouldn't even be enough time for him to prepare two in a day!"
He internally praised himself for his quick-wittedness as he analyzed.
And then, An Lin came out in an hour.
An Lin reemerged from the kitchen with a smile on his face. "The food is ready!"
Lü Dongbin: "…"
All the other immortals: "…"
"This… This quick?" Zhang Guolao's eyes widened, and the hand that was stroking his snowy white beard almost ripped the entire beard off.
"An Lin's efficiency sure is astounding," Celestial Maiden He exclaimed in amazement.
"How can this be any good? I feel like his cooking is even faster than mine." Lan Caihe pursed his lips in skepticism.
An Lin maintained a smile despite this. "You'll know whether it tastes good once you eat it."
He slowly took the lid off the dish as he spoke.
The eight immortals were then treated to a show, which would remain etched in their minds until the end of their days…


On modern-day Earth, An Lin seems to have been abandoned by God. 
When his father suddenly disappears, An Lin is left with his father's immense debt, putting his life at risk. 
After being forced to a rooftop by his pursuing creditors, An Lin is unexpectedly swept off his feet and brought to the ground safely.
    
After learning that he was saved by an Immortal, An Lin is gifted, seemingly out of pure generosity, the 'God Of War System,' and a pass to a new realm.
Follow An Lin as he experiences a whole new world of legends, meets many new friends, acquires legendary weapons and tools, and starts on his path of becoming a powerful cultivator. There is never a dull time in An Lin's new life with his ‘great’ new system!

Rood was taken by surprise. "2,000 ballots?" It's too many for a newly opened restaurant.
Mag nodded. "Yes." 2,000 ballots can last only a few days. He was even more confident now that he had learned the prices were also a factor; he believed his dishes were the most expensive.
A couple thousand copper coins for the Haagen-Dazs ice creams' recipe. That's a great deal. I like Haagen-Dazs ice creams too, Mag thought.
"You cannot return them once you buy them, just so you know," Rood said seriously. "And the anti-counterfeiting magic mark will only work for 15 days. You can buy more ballots at a polling station."
Mag nodded. "Come on in. I'll get the money for you."
"He may be wealthy, but he's stupid," Arvin said once he was sure Mag couldn't hear them.
"Not so loud. He might hear you. I'm just glad that today's job is done," Rood said in a low voice, excited.
When they walked inside, they were amazed.
Everything about this restaurant was just extraordinary—the crystal chandeliers, log tables and chairs, and paintings on the wall.
Many restaurants though they had been to, they had never seen one like this—fancy yet comfortable. They liked it more than those luxurious, large ones.
They believed it would become popular in no time.
Mag handed the money to Rood. "There you go. Two dragon coins."
"Thank you," said Rood, and took the money. "I need you to give me the names of five of your dishes. Customers can rate the five dishes in one ballot."
"Five?" Mag looked hesitant.
"Yeah, only five. Your five best-selling dishes," said Arvin.
"Add braised chicken and rice to the menu, system. 800 copper coins each. The rice is 50 copper coins each," Mag said to the system.
"That will be 20 copper coins," the system replied. "And it's done."
Mag picked up the menu on a table, opened it, and handed it to Rood. "You'll find the names in this menu. The sweet tofu pudding and savory tofu pudding are two dishes."
"Only five dishes?!" Rood blurted out in surprise.
"The prices are wrong, I think," Arvin said, wide-eyed. Even Dukas Restaurant's whole roast lamb—the first on the list—is only 2,500 copper coins each. These prices are ridiculous.
Now, they thought the restaurant would never be popular.
"No. They're not," Mag said.
"Okay," Rood said, and started writing down the names and prices in his notebook. "The sweet tofu pudding and savory tofu pudding are one dish."
"No, I can assure you they're two," Mag replied.
"As you say, sir." When he was finished, Rood gave the ballots to Mag and left with his partner.
After they walked out, Arvin glanced back at the restaurant. "He is either stupid or overconfident," he said softly.
Rood nodded. "Agreed. I think he only needs 10 ballots."
With Sally working here, we should be able to serve several hundreds of customers each day, Mag thought. These ballots will only last three or four days.
I will be more productive when I get stronger, and then I may need to enlarge the restaurant.
"System, what's the purpose of this mission?" Mag asked. "We're already busy enough."
"For a man of the world, you're strangely short-sighted. Get ambitious and conquer this continent!"
Mag rolled his eyes in disapproval. "Conquer this continent? Are you crazy? I just want to cook."


In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

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