Gourmet of Another World

Chapter 890 - Bu Fang, You Changed!

Chapter 890: Bu Fang, You Changed!

Translator: CatatoPatch

It was out of Yang Meiji and Sorceress An Sheng’s expectations that Bu Fang appeared. They could never imagine that Bu Fang would descend from the sky like that.

Yang Meiji didn’t feel anything but happy as she looked at Bu Fang.

Sorceress An Sheng was a little nervous. Recently, she had been really lazy...

Bu Fang caught their expressions, and he instantly knew what was on their minds.

Bu Fang raised his brows, saying nothing. He clasped his hands as he walked into the Cloud Mist Restaurant.

Nangong Wuque saw Bu Fang, his eyes emitting radiance as his fear for Nethery somewhat alleviated.

“Old Bu! Finally, you’re back. I’ve missed you so much!” Nangong Wuque exclaimed as he dashed toward Bu Fang.

Bu Fang glanced at Nangong Wuque. The corners of his mouth rose tenderly as he gave the other a slight nod.

Sorceress An Sheng had an embarrassed smile. She looked at Bu Fang and didn’t know what to do.

Owner Bu was the same. He often acted in a weird way.

At the moment, Bu Fang walked past Sorceress An Sheng. He indifferently looked at her and said, “Don’t talk. Let me check your cooking skills.”

He really wanted to test their cooking skills?

Immediately, Sorceress An Sheng had a smile on her face, which was ugly.

You are the owner. Your words work.

Yang Meiji pushed her broom aside. She brushed her hands, excitedly following Bu Fang. Sorceress An Sheng rushed after them. Her drowsy and lazy posture after waking up had disappeared.

Nethery and the others also entered the restaurant.

Saint Daughter Zi Yun was curious as he looked around, her eyes looking thrilled.

This restaurant looked exactly the same as the Taotie Restaurant.

After all, how many restaurants Owner Bu got?!

Saint Daughter Zi Yun was, indeed, very curious.

Bu Fang entered the restaurant. Eighty spread its wings, dashing through the restaurant. Seeing Bu Fang, it halted, clucking. Then, it continued to spread its wings, running madly.

Vigorously, Eighty ran unceasingly.

Bu Fang glanced at Eighty, who was playing alone, and thought that he should provide the chicken a bigger place to play. The system farmland was the best choice.

His eyes made Eighty suddenly shiver, its feathers tense. Its head turned around to check.

Bu Fang didn’t do anything but walk into the kitchen.

Excited Yang Meiji and dispirited Sorceress An Sheng, who had her head bowed, were behind him.

Entering the kitchen, Bu Fang announced the test. He wanted them to cook their best dishes for him to taste.

Yang Meiji was so excited. She grabbed her kitchen knife, chopping at the cutting board as she patted her chest. “Owner Bu, wait for me! I, Yang Meiji, won’t let you down!”

Sorceress An Sheng weakly held her kitchen knife... Busted. Would Owner Bu spank her?

Under Bu Fang’s strict eyes, the two began to cook on their own stoves.

As they were cooking, Bu Fang walked to the cabinet. When he opened the cabinet’s doors, thick spirit energy rose.

A shining, radiant Phoenix egg sat there.

Bu Fang had a deep impression of the Phoenix egg. When he collected this egg, it was also the time he met Nethery.

Previously, Nethery had told him that she needed the vitality of the Phoenix egg to extract the death energy and curse in her body.

Anyway, currently, Bu Fang had nurtured her with many good foods. The death energy and the curse in Nethery’s body had faded a lot, especially the death energy, which had almost vanished.

Thus, the Phoenix egg was still kept here. As Bu Fang wanted to cook Phoenix Egg Fried Rice, he took it out.

Picking up the Phoenix egg, Bu Fang walked around Yang Meiji’s and Sorceress An Sheng’ stoves. He carefully observed their cooking methods.

Yang Meiji was cooking Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs. She looked really skillful.

Sorceress An Sheng was cooking Fish Head Tofu Soup. Bu Fang meaningfully looked at Sorceress An Sheng. This girl... She must have been lazy.

He didn’t watch them cooking any more. No matter what, his presence here would make them somewhat nervous.

“After you’re done. Bring the dish to me,” Bu Fang said to both of them before walking out of the kitchen.

Sorceress An Sheng gave him a smile that looked uglier than her crying. You are the boss. It’s good that you feel good.

Yang Meiji was really confident. She nodded eagerly.

“Owner Bu, I won’t let you down!”

Bu Fang walked out of the kitchen and got to his restaurant.

People sitting in the restaurant were attracted by the Phoenix egg in Bu Fang’s hand.

That egg looked awesome with fulgent radiance and vigorous, vibrating vitality.

When Nethery saw the Phoenix egg, her eyes brightened.

“My egg!” Nethery said.

Bu Fang looked at Nethery, feeling a headache. How could this woman still remember this Phoenix egg?

“That’s my egg!” said Nethery solemnly.

She still remembered the time Bu Fang told her about how to eat the Phoenix egg.

Bu Fang held the Phoenix egg, his mouth stretched...

“Nethery, we should make a deal. Five servings of Dragon Blood Rice for this Phoenix egg, what do you think?” He offered.

He could only use gourmet food to persuade her.

Nethery’s face didn’t change, looking at Bu Fang. Her red lips parted, saying, “I don’t want them!”

Bu Fang’s body stiffened. The Dragon Blood Rice couldn’t tempt this woman anymore?

Why would she have such a strong obsession with this Phoenix egg?

“I want ten Spicy Blood Lobsters!” Nethery bargained after some thought.

Ptui!

In the distance, Nether King Er Ha, who was drinking water, couldn’t help but spurt his water out.

That little girl was a lioness. How could stingy Bu Fang agree with her request?

His act had gained him only three Blood Lobsters. This little girl had asked for ten...

Simply shameless!

Nether King Er Ha happily waited to see Nethery’s face when Bu Fang denied her.

However, soon, he was dumbstruck.

Because, after considering the pros and cons, Bu Fang finally opened his mouth and answered, “Alright. Deal.”

WTF?!

What was going on?

Bu Fang young man, you’ve changed. So, you were like that!

That kind of nation-humiliation, sovereign-seizing request, and you agreed?!

Nether King Er Ha felt like he was electrocuted, which was even fiercer than being patted by the black dog’s paw.

“I object! Why could this little girl exchange for ten Blood Lobsters?!” Nether King Er Ha asked as he was so aggrieved.

Nethery didn’t change her emotionless face, glancing at Nether King Er Ha. “When you say nothing, nobody will think you’re mute.”

Nether King Er Ha’s body went stiff. Recently, that little girl had been so aggressive...

Bu Fang looked at Nether King Er Ha, shrugging. “Objection is invalid.”

If he wanted to save Ni Yan, he had to sacrifice this Phoenix egg. It was inevitable to spend ten Blood Lobsters.

Nethery’s long, black hair fluttered. She mumbled then sat on a chair.

A moment later, Yang Meiji and Sorceress An Sheng brought their dishes out of the kitchen.

Yang Meiji was holding an aromatic bowl of Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs. Lord Dog, who was lying by the Path-Understanding Tree, perked up instantly.

However, as Lord Dog had just eaten Spicy Blood Lobster, he wasn’t really hungry for Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs.

He stuck his tongue out, licking his mouth once. Lord Dog couldn’t help but mutter. The Spicy Blood Lobsters were exotic, indeed.

Bu Fang put the Phoenix egg on the table, which caught people’s attention. And, he was about to taste the food cooked by his two chef apprentices.

Yang Meiji was really confident. She brought her Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs, placing it right in front of Bu Fang.

Sorceress An Sheng sighed, placing her steaming-hot Fish Head Tofu Soup on the table.

Bu Fang picked up the chopsticks and adjusted them. Then, he stretched his chopsticks to grab a piece of Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs.

The Sweet ‘n’ Sour Rib looked red-pink with attractive aroma. The moment he picked it up, he saw the sticky thread.

Opening his mouth, he put the rib in.

Chewing and tasting, the soft texture exploded in his mouth. The meat fragrance and the wine-soaked juice mixed together and strengthened each other.

Bu Fang’s brows couldn’t help but rise. Yang Meiji’s cooking skills had advanced greatly.

“Not bad. Anyway, you still have some flaws.”

Bu Fang swallowed the meat then added, “The heat control wasn’t enough when you fried the ribs. The meat was a little over-cooked. Your knife skill to chop the rib hasn’t reached the utmost yet. You made a minor mistake when marinating. Everything else is good. You’re not bad. I can tell you’ve practiced frequently and earnestly.”

Yang Meiji wore an excited face, listening to Bu Fang’s comments.

Originally, the Cloud Mist restaurant was her family’s restaurant. Becoming a chef, she was making an effort to fulfill her father’s dream.

She had never been lazy.

After receiving Fang’s encouragement, she felt so excited!

What Bu Fang had figured out, she memorized all. She contemplated and found her mistakes.

It was now Sorceress An Sheng’s Fish Head Tofu Soup’s turn. She felt nervous, though.

She looked at Bu Fang in fright.

The corners of Bu Fang’s mouth twitched as he felt Sorceress An Sheng’s fear. He scooped the soup into his porcelain bowl and grabbed a piece of fish meat and a cube of tofu.

Slurp.

The smooth, milk-like Fish Head Tofu Soup entered his mouth, and fragrance diffused.

Bu Fang’s face didn’t change. He grabbed the fish meat, putting it into his mouth.

Wearing an emotionless face, he grabbed the cube of tofu, putting it into his mouth as well.

Then, he placed his bowl and chopsticks on the table, faintly looking at Sorceress An Sheng.

The others were curious, looking at Bu Fang, waiting for his assessment. They thought this dish was really good.

The air-filling aroma made people hungry.

“Even if I don’t point it out, you must know your mistakes, right?” said Bu Fang, his face unchanged.

Sorceress An Sheng nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

“First, you didn’t practice your knife skills enough. Your cubes of tofu don’t have the same shape, so it would affect the diners’ experience. You didn’t process the fish well. You didn’t even descale it fully. As for your heat control, this dish tests that skill the most. The slightest mistake would make a difference, like the difference between day and night.”

Listening to Bu Fang’s faint comments, Sorceress An Sheng didn’t dare to breathe out loud.

Since it was the first time people saw a strict Bu Fang, they were all speechless.

Sorceress An Sheng continued to nod like a chicken. She didn’t even dare to babble.

“I won’t comment more. From this dish, I can tell how lazy you were.”

Bu Fang stood up, nonchalantly glancing at Sorceress An Sheng. Then, he headed toward the kitchen. Sorceress An Sheng followed him.

Entering the kitchen, Bu Fang began to take out big radishes one after another from the cabinet.

Eventually, the radishes piled up like a small mountain.

Sorceress An Sheng was stunned. Then, her eyes turned watery as if she was about to sob.

“Owner Bu...”

“Don’t beg for mercy. You’ll be free after you cut all of these radishes. It’s your punishment for being lazy and failing the cooking test,” said Bu Fang.

Then, he handed Sorceress An Sheng the heavy, black kitchen knife from his station.

Holding the heavy knife, Sorceress An Sheng looked as if she would cry in the next second.

Evil Owner Bu...

Bu Fang nodded to her then turned around, leaving. He looked at Sorceress An Sheng, who wanted to cry but have no tears, saying sincerely, “Keep it up. I favor you.”

After that, Bu Fang left the kitchen.

Next, he should prepare to cook the Phoenix Egg Fried Rice.