The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 121 A Deadly Kill!

As mentioned before, Luo Feng is well-known in the field of food writers and is known as the "folk food recommender".

In the rival "Bite Hunter" magazine, there are naturally some food writers who can rival Luo Feng.

But it definitely won't be the two people who are here right now.

So Luo Feng was right. In terms of seniority, he completely surpassed Song Shibing and He Mei.

After stammering for a while, Song Shibing finally nodded, forcing himself to do so.

“Mr. Luo Feng, we naturally acknowledge your authority.”

He wouldn't dare deny it unless he really didn't want to stay in this industry anymore.

He Mei, who was standing to the side, frowned slightly, but nodded nonetheless.

Seeing that the two had expressed their attitude, Luo Feng nodded slightly.

"I've had this mixed-flavor pancake before, so I'll have it again today."

“If there are any problems, I will immediately report this Mr. Liu to the Royal Chef Association, but if there are no problems…” Luo Feng looked at Song Shibing and He Mei, “Your behavior has seriously affected Mr. Liu’s reputation. Please apologize in public.”

Their expressions suddenly darkened.

Whether what they say is true or not, they know better than anyone else.

This is terrible...

Boss Liu worked very efficiently, and soon he had made two mixed-flavor cakes and delivered them to Qin Lang and Luo Feng.

Qin Lang picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and nodded.

It tastes exactly the same as his optimized version.

Now he could say with certainty that Boss Liu was absolutely fine.

Now, it all depends on Luo Feng's side.

Qin Lang turned to look at Luo Feng beside him, and at that moment everyone watching focused their attention on the latter.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Luo Feng calmly picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, chewed for a moment, and swallowed it.

"During the cooking process, the dough for this mixed-flavor pancake undergoes a fine fermentation, resulting in a chewy texture and a slightly sweet aftertaste."

"The seasoning utilizes a variety of spices, giving it a unique and complex aroma; what's remarkable is that these aromas are perfectly unified..."

Luo Feng gradually revealed his evaluation, finally delivering the final verdict.

"This mixed sesame cake contains no illegally added ingredients."

"I told you my mixed-flavor pancakes were perfectly fine!" Overjoyed at being exonerated, the stall owner surnamed Liu became agitated, shouting loudly before glaring at the two men sitting on the candles beside him. "So what if you're a food writer?"

"You two must apologize to me!"

Feeling all eyes on him, Song Shibing's expression darkened. He gritted his teeth and was about to bow his head and apologize when He Mei, standing to the side, suddenly erupted in anger.

"Why should I apologize?" He Mei stared at Luo Feng, her face dark. "We may not have as much seniority as you, but that's not a reason for you to use your seniority to pressure us. We're not from the same magazine."

what?
Song Shibing turned his head in surprise to look at He Mei standing to the side.

Is this woman crazy?
They were already in the wrong, and they really wanted to offend Luo Feng because of this?
However, He Mei couldn't care less about all that anymore.

If she bows her head before Luo Feng today, she will never be able to hold her head high among her peers again.

Gritting her teeth, He Mei raised her voice a few decibels.

"Why should we be wrong just because you're right?"

"Using your status to intimidate others, what kind of skill is that!"

The atmosphere around them suddenly became quiet, and the crowd began to murmur amongst themselves.

People are naturally more inclined to sympathize with the vulnerable, and with He Mei's words, public opinion seems to be reversing.

"Heh... Alright!" Luo Feng's expression suddenly darkened, and he sneered, "I've vaguely heard about the things you two did for money before, and now it seems that it wasn't just hearsay."

"We're all food writers, and I was going to give you some face, but it seems you're even more shameless than I imagined."

Song Shibing couldn't help but open his mouth.

No... You can criticize all you want, but don't drag me into it!
But at this moment, it seemed that nothing he said would make a difference.

As Luo Feng's voice echoed, the way people around them were looking at them began to change.

"You accuse me of using my status to intimidate others, then what were you doing before?"

Luo Feng looked at the two of them, his voice suddenly rising.

"answer me!!!"

"Can a food writer's words determine the reputation of a Spirit Chef?" Luo Feng's voice was filled with undisguised anger.

Do you consider yourselves food recommenders?

"Ahem..." A coughing sound came from behind. "I'll interrupt for a moment."

An elderly man with gray hair, his hands behind his back and his body hunched over, slowly walked out of the crowd. "Even food recommenders are not allowed."

Luo Feng: "..."

He quickly turned his head, wanting to see who was trying to sabotage him at this moment, but his expression suddenly became interesting after seeing who it was.

Among the crowd, some people recognized the old man's identity, and exclamations of surprise rang out.

"It's Mr. Ruan Cen, the food recommender!"

"I didn't expect him to come too."

"Rumor has it that he lived in Misty Hidden Mountain, but I never expected him to come down from the mountain!"

Amidst the whispers of the crowd, Ruan Cen walked step by step to Luo Feng, laughing like a mischievous old man.

"Little Luo, you don't mind an old man like me interrupting you, do you?"

"I don't mind." Luo Feng's lips twitched slightly. "Why did you come down the mountain?"

"I was on my way back from a meeting at the association when I happened to pass by here. I heard there was some excitement, so I came to check it out." Ruan Cen walked up to the stall with a smile. "I vaguely remember this mixed sesame cake."

He glanced at the stall owner surnamed Liu. "Wasn't it me who awarded you the food recommender badge back then?"

"Yes!" The stall owner, surnamed Liu, trembled with excitement. "Mr. Ruan, I never expected you to remember me."

"Although I'm old, my memory is still pretty good." Ruan Cen shook his head with a smile. "I heard that your mixed spice pancakes have improved."

"Want me to try some?"

"No problem, just a moment!" The stall owner, surnamed Liu, quickly got to work.

In an instant, the expressions of the onlookers became even more expectant.

Unlike food writers, Ruan Cen is a food recommender, and the most senior first-level food recommender in Bailushan City.

If even Ruan Cen couldn't detect any problem, then the mixed-flavor cake must be absolutely fine!

Soon, a freshly baked assorted pastry was delivered to Ruan Cen's hands.

Under the tense gaze of everyone, Ruan Cen picked up a piece and took a bite.

"Click——"

Beneath the slightly crispy surface, a complex aroma bursts forth.

"Hmm..." After chewing for a moment and swallowing, Ruan Cen nodded slightly, "The rumors are true, this mixed spice cake has indeed improved a lot."

"If you bring out a mixed-flavor cake like this during the assessment, even if you don't want it, I'll still force you to accept the Fog Concealment Badge."

Upon hearing this, the stall owner surnamed Liu couldn't help but grin foolishly.

Nothing could excite him more than Ruan Cen's affirmation.

"There's nothing wrong with the cake itself," Ruan Cen sighed softly, "but I'm afraid some people's thinking is flawed."

Song Shibing and He Mei turned pale.

It's all over.

(End of this chapter)