The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 120 Little Qin, something's happened!

"Inhale, exhale~"

With a whooshing sound, Luo Feng finally finished all the noodles in the bowl, carefully picked up a poached egg, and took a bite.

The poached eggs have a light flavor and are not greasy. They have a little bit of noodle soup on the surface, which adds a touch of lard flavor.

When you take a bite, the yolk inside the poached egg isn't runny, but it's not overcooked either, so it doesn't feel dry.

As a food writer, Luo Feng can easily use flowery language to praise a dish to the skies.

But when faced with this bowl of plain noodles, Luo Feng exhausted his vocabulary, and only four words popped into his mind.

Just right.

The aroma was just right, the noodles were just right in terms of elasticity, and even the poached eggs were cooked to perfection.

It is said that true skill appears clumsy, and achieving such a perfect balance is often the most difficult.

Luo Feng returned the bowl to Qin Lang with a smile.

"I hadn't decided what to write today, but now you've given me a lot of new inspiration."

"No, no, no." Qin Lang smiled. "I should be thanking you for writing that article yesterday."

Without that article, it would have taken the amusement park at least a week or even longer to reach its current popularity.

“I never have any personal bias in my writing; that’s the basic principle of a food writer.” Luo Feng smiled and shook his head. “Your fried rice deserves an article like this, and the same goes for today’s plain noodles.”

As the two were talking, a figure suddenly strode towards them.

"Boss Qin, something's happened!"

Qin Lang looked in the direction of the voice and recognized the speaker as the Zhang family stall owner who sold crispy chicken drumsticks.

At this moment, the other person's face was full of anxiety and worry.

With a sudden tightening in his chest, Qin Lang quickly stepped out of the stall to greet him.

"Uncle Zhang, what's wrong?"

Thinking of the food thieves that Brother Wang had mentioned before, he couldn't help but ask, "Do those thieves just go directly to the food stalls and steal the food?"

"What thief?" Uncle Zhang shook his head. "Never mind that, it's Old Liu who's in trouble."

Qin Lang was taken aback and quickly asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"Two food writers came here to sample the food, and after trying Lao Liu's mixed-flavor pancakes, they immediately concluded that they contained illegal ingredients." Uncle Zhang looked nervous. "It's already caused a stir."

"Illegal ingredients?!" Qin Lang's expression changed drastically.

Food safety is always a major issue.

This was true in my past life, and it is even more true in the world of food spirits.

But, isn't this wrong?

The recipe Qin Lang provided himself must be correct.

He also tried the improved mixed-flavor cake and had no problems with it.

Unless the stall owner surnamed Liu changed the recipe after arriving here.

But from any perspective, he seems to have no reason to do so.

"A food writer?" Luo Feng frowned upon hearing this. "Which magazine is he from? What's his name?"

“They’re from the ‘Bite Hunter’ magazine,” Uncle Zhang quickly replied. “I don’t know their names, but one’s surname is He and the other is Song.”

Luo Feng raised an eyebrow.

Like "Food Hunter" and "Food House," "Food Hunter" is a magazine focused on the food industry. The two are of similar size and are competitors.

He roughly knew the food writer for the other magazine.

Among them, there seems to be only one person with the surname He and only one person with the surname Song.

If it's these two... Luo Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"Where's the stall? I'll go take a look."

“I’ll go too.” Qin Lang quickly tidied up his stall and said in a deep voice.

This kind of thing seriously damages the reputation of the food and beverage area, and if not handled properly, it could have a huge impact on his plans.

This means his attempt to complete his sixth painting challenge is ruined!

The three of them walked quickly toward the assorted pastry stall, which was already surrounded by layers of people.

The food court is always crowded, and it's almost human nature to watch the excitement.

When a problem occurred in the food and beverage area, everyone immediately gathered around.

"Let's let one let, let one let!"

After shouting for a while, Qin Lang and the other two finally managed to squeeze in.

In front of the stall, the stall owner, surnamed Liu, was confronting a man and a woman.

"My mixed-flavor pancakes are absolutely fine!" The stall owner, surnamed Liu, was so angry that his face turned red. He grabbed a mixed-flavor pancake and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I feel safe eating it myself, so what could be wrong with it?"

"Hmph!" The male food writer snorted. "The dosage in a single dish will naturally not cause immediate harm."

"This does not prove that the food you sell does not contain any illegal additives."

"We are both food writers for 'Bite Hunters,' and we both tasted something unusual. How could we be spreading rumors?"

Upon hearing this, the diners watching the commotion couldn't help but murmur amongst themselves, their eyes filled with skepticism as they looked at the stall owner surnamed Liu.

The two food writers were indeed more persuasive.

Some customers who had already bought the mixed-flavor pancakes changed their expressions and secretly threw them into the trash can.

“You…” The stall owner surnamed Liu’s face darkened. “This isn’t my first day setting up a stall. I’ve been doing this for three years in the food street!”

“All my regular customers love my mixed-flavor pancakes. Some even buy them every few days. If there were any problems, they would have reported me long ago!”

“We can’t be sure if there were any problems before, since we haven’t eaten it,” the female food writer said calmly, adjusting her glasses. “But now we have definitely noticed something unusual.”

"Perhaps you added something extra to the process?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Lang's expression changed slightly.

What was added? Of course, it was the recipe he provided!
It seems that targeting the stall owner surnamed Liu was just a pretext.

These two guys are after him.

"Since the two food writers are so certain, why don't you tell us what illegal additives Uncle Liu used in his mixed-flavor pancakes?"

Upon hearing Qin Lang speak, the two food writers turned around simultaneously.

Upon seeing Qin Lang, a glint flashed in their eyes.

“I suspect that concentrated flavoring agent has been added to this mixed-flavor cake,” the male food writer said calmly. “This kind of additive has certain carcinogenic properties and is an additive that is strictly prohibited by the Royal Chef Association.”

"Uncle Liu, could you please make a few more mixed-flavor pancakes?" Qin Lang turned to the stall owner surnamed Liu, then looked back at the two of them. "Whether or not to add more is not up to you two. There are other food writers here besides you."

"Mr. Luo Feng, please have a taste."

"Of course there is no problem with this."

Luo Feng stared at the two of them and snorted coldly, "Song Shibing, He Mei, I should be more authoritative than you in the field of food writers."

Do you acknowledge this point?

Upon seeing Luo Feng step forward, the expressions of the two food writers simultaneously turned ugly.

What's this guy doing here?!
(End of this chapter)