Food Wars, My Dishes Don't Just Shine

Upon hearing the title "Master of a Hundred Medicines," people nearby immediately realized what it meant.

The clothes covered in patches were not tattered clothes, but rather a garment made for him by the people themselves!

"Moreover, Master Baiyao is one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Guangdong Culinary Association and is known as a living fossil of Guangdong Province!"

He's supposedly ninety-six this year, but seeing him today, he looks no different from a sixty-year-old!

Upon hearing that the old man before them might be a renowned master of medicine, the crowd gathered around him, their faces filled with respect.

Elderly people like this, who dedicate themselves to healing the sick and have the world in their hearts, are loved and respected wherever they go. Those who were initially disdainful of their appearance now wish they could slap themselves in the face.

In the Guangzhou area, if anyone dares to speak ill of Master Baiyao, his parents will be the first to deal with the family without anyone else having to lift a finger.

Although the fabric of his clothes came from only a hundred households, over the years, Master Baiyao has saved far more than a hundred people with his medicinal cuisine and soups.

Some people who cannot be saved by hospitals can be miraculously saved by a master of medicine through medicinal cuisine and soups, snatching them back from the clutches of death.

Having achieved this, they were even unwilling to charge for medical treatment, only charging for raw materials, perfectly embodying the meaning of being without desires!

Such a person would have been called a saint in ancient times, with monuments erected and shrines built for him, and his biography written by later generations, and he would have been worshipped for all time.

Bai Yuan was also a little numb at this moment. He stood there, his mouth twitching slightly. He had originally thought this guy was at most a retired, down-on-his-luck chef, but now it seemed he had a much more impressive background...

"What happened? Why are you all gathered here?"

"Brother-in-law, save me!"

A strong, resonant voice came from not far away. The 30-year-old man who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead, spewing jerks in front of him, now seemed to have found a savior and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Behave yourself, this is none of your business."

Bai Yuan cursed under his breath, then turned his gaze to the old man in plain clothes, or rather, the Master of a Hundred Herbs, waiting for him to say something.

"Yisheng, what are you doing here?"

"Distinguished guest, could you please move your legs? Let's pull up a chair and sit down to talk calmly. There's no need to get so angry."

Looking at the foot that was stepping on his brother-in-law's chest, Ma Wen felt a sense of satisfaction and relief, but also a bit of a headache.

My brother-in-law got stepped on at his own restaurant; his wife will probably make a scene when he gets home.

As for what happened, Marvin already had a guess in his mind. This wasn't the first time something like this had happened, but it had never been as serious as it was today.

This time, it seems we've really messed up.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the money is right, most customers will choose to let things go. It's just that... this guy really knows how to cause trouble!

Despite having no talent for cooking, he fantasizes that his skills are amazing. After failing so many times, he should have figured it out long ago.

Sometimes I really wonder if he's missing a screw in his head; he just won't listen to anything I say and stubbornly refuses to listen, just like his sister...

"You've really got some nerve, managing to keep someone like that in the kitchen. Don't you know the saying 'one rotten apple spoils the whole barrel'?"

The familiar voice rang in his ears, striking Marvin, who was pondering how to solve the problem, like a thunderbolt. He then stiffly turned his head and saw the person he had been longing for.

"teacher..."

Marvin called out awkwardly. He had imagined many scenarios of their reunion, but he never expected it to be under these circumstances.

"teacher?!"

The crowd couldn't help but gasp in surprise, clearly not expecting that the head chef of Tianfu Restaurant was Master Baiyao's apprentice. Was this a case of friendly fire?

"Don't call me teacher. I'm not qualified, and I don't remember ever teaching you to do this, to treat customers so casually."

Master Baiyao said with a hint of anger, explaining that he was so angry precisely because this was his disciple's restaurant.

Although he only taught Marvin some soup-making techniques, and the soup he made did not disappoint him, today he wanted to teach him a little about life.

"I'm sorry, teacher, he's my brother-in-law. If I didn't let him work here, there would probably be a lot of trouble at home. I only gave him some washing and chopping tasks, and I never intended for him to cook. What happened today was a complete accident!"

Marvin broke out in a cold sweat and began to explain rapidly. He knew his brother-in-law's abilities, so he had never considered letting him take charge of the cooking.

However, this guy always takes advantage of his break time, relying on his status as his brother-in-law, to go to the corner of the kitchen, occupy a cooking counter, and start cooking.

Some new waiters, unaware of the situation and overwhelmed by the large number of customers, might mistakenly serve out their dishes.

Or perhaps it was intentional on his part, deliberately placing the food at the serving area. This wasn't the first time such a thing had happened, but it hadn't had much impact, so he hadn't paid much attention to it.

"An accident? Judging from his practiced manner, arrogant face, and fearless attitude, you must have cleaned up his messes a lot behind his back."

If it weren't me who came today, would we have to repeat the same steps again? Pay money, cover their mouths, and then act like nothing happened.

Or perhaps a direct threat, to show off your three-star chef status?

Master Baiyao, with his keen insight, said, "As the saying goes, big shops bully their customers. For a restaurant as big as Tianfu Restaurant, it would be incredibly easy to silence someone."

He didn't believe that in all this time, not a single person had appeared who was unwilling to accept the benefits and insisted on spreading the news.

However, there are no rumors in the culinary world that Tianfu Restaurant is bad.

“I dare not, I dare not…”

Upon hearing Master Baiyao's words, Ma Wen waved his hands repeatedly, saying he dared not, and lowered his head, being scolded like a grandson.

However, Master Baiyao seemed to have just found his rhythm, cursing for more than ten minutes before he felt relieved. Finally, looking at his face, he said, "Serve the dishes from beginning to end in the order on the menu, as a way of making up for your mistake. We'll wait for you in the private room."

Now, take this disgraceful fellow back to the kitchen! If this happens again, your restaurant is out of business; I'll have the Guangdong Culinary Association revoke Tianfu Restaurant's operating license.

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Baiyao looked at Bai Yuan, or more accurately, at the spot where Bai Yuan was standing, with an embarrassed expression, and said in a slightly humble manner, "I think they know they were wrong. Otherwise, let's leave it at that for today, and I will supervise their rectification."

"Since Master Baiyao has said so, I can no longer continue to be the bad guy."

I hope he truly learns from this experience and never sets foot in the kitchen again. You're really not cut out for cooking; try something else.

Thinking about the taste of the dish I just cooked, it's clear that they tried their best, but the taste was really disappointing, even worse than some housewives' cooking.

"I did nothing wrong, so why can't people understand!"

As soon as Bai Yuan moved his foot away, Zhao Yisheng, now free, struggled to his feet. He then glanced at the group of people with a pained expression before running out of the shop and disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Up!"

Marvin called out anxiously, but did not chase after him. Now was not the time to do such things. He couldn't waste the opportunity that his teacher had worked so hard to get for him!

Although he was scolded like a grandson, if it was just verbal abuse, it would be a completely ineffective punishment, which clearly shows that the teacher still cares about him.

"You two go and bring him back. Make sure nothing happens to him. The rest of you come back to the kitchen with me and prepare the dinner to the highest standards."

"Yes, Chef!"

Marvin addressed the two chefs behind him, who were watching the commotion from the front, and then looked at the others, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly, clearly preparing to go all out for the banquet.

He knew in his heart that the teacher was giving him a chance to make amends.

"Young friends, since we have nothing else to do, why don't we go over to the private room over there for a get-together?"

After resolving the matter, Master Baiyao returned to his original appearance. Although he addressed the young friends, his gaze remained fixed on Bai Yuan.

This guy just magically pulled the dishes off the table out of thin air. If he wasn't mistaken, it must be some kind of internal energy technique passed down in some reclusive family.

Sure enough, this kid's identity is not simple!

Chapter 61 Guangzhou Chef Examination

"Gudu..."

Upon hearing Master Baiyao's words, Li Wanwan and the others couldn't help but swallow hard. They exchanged glances and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

This is Master Baiyao, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Cantonese Culinary Association. To actually invite them to a private room for a gathering is such an honor!

"Can...we really do it?"

Li Wanwan said somewhat uncertainly that even her father was not qualified enough to sit with Master Baiyao.

They? What have they done to deserve this?!

"Meeting is fate, what's wrong with that? I'm not some high-status person, just an ordinary old man."

After saying this, Master Baiyao smiled and glanced at Bai Yuan at the back of the crowd. He then walked into the private room first with his hands behind his back. Seeing this, the others no longer hesitated and quickened their pace to follow him.

However, I was somewhat speechless inside.

You, just an ordinary old man? Who would believe that if word got out? If word got out that you were here, countless chefs would rush to visit you overnight!

Fortunately, after they entered the private room, Marvin immediately found the guests present that day and used the promise of waiving the cost of today's meal as leverage to ask them not to spread the news for a while. He also revealed that this was Master Baiyao's idea.

Thus, the news was temporarily blocked.

"Everyone, please don't be so reserved. Just treat me like an ordinary old man. Say whatever you want, especially young friend Bai Yuan. Don't you still have a lot of things you want to ask me?"

After the conversation, Master Baiyao learned Bai Yuan's name and specifically asked him to liven up the atmosphere.

Otherwise, I simply couldn't eat this meal.

"You never said you were one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Guangzhou Culinary Association. When I heard that just now, it really startled me."

"So, how did you guys select these people? Was it through a cooking competition, whoever was the best got it? Or was it based on seniority, whoever had the most experience got it?"

Upon being chosen, Bai Yuan was not shy at all and directly asked what had been puzzling him: These Four Heavenly Kings sounded so impressive, they must be the top figures in the Guangdong culinary world, so how exactly does one become one?

"Both are possible. Either you can work your way up like this useless old man, or you can rely on your absolute culinary skills to constantly challenge the best and gain the recognition of all chefs."

Are you also interested in the position of one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Cantonese Chefs Association, young friend Bai Yuan?

Upon hearing Bai Yuan's question, Master Baiyao seemed to be lost in some kind of memory. After thinking for a while, he answered, teasing Bai Yuan in a half-joking manner.

"Don't overthink it. This has nothing to do with us. The Four Heavenly Kings of the Cantonese Culinary Alliance haven't changed in 30 years!"

Seeing Bai Yuan's serious expression, Li Wanwan couldn't help but tease him.

This guy is really fantasizing! The Four Heavenly Kings of the Cantonese Chefs Association—is that something a nobody like him, who didn't even pass the second-class chef assessment, could dream of?!

"I'm not interested in the positions of the Four Heavenly Kings, but I am very interested in challenging strong opponents. If there is an opportunity, I hope to have a match with you."

Ignoring Li Wanwan's words, Bai Yuan looked at Master Baiyao seriously and said, "Challenging strong opponents has always been my wish, because only in that way can I make my cooking even better."

"A competition? There's a chance, but you have to become a Special Grade first, and then grow to at least a Special Grade Five Star."

Upon hearing Bai Yuan's words, Master Baiyao burst into laughter, greatly admiring his courage. As a chef, one must possess this kind of unwavering courage! Otherwise, it would be difficult to reach the summit!

Of course, at that moment he only thought it was a joke the boy was making.

After all, he is an absolute authority in Guangzhou's culinary world, a six-star chef. It's really unexpected that Bai Yuan is serious.

"A top-level assessment...?"

Bai Yuan murmured to himself, having already made this plan in mind, because the timing of his arrival was just right; the waiting time he needed to wait was neither too long nor too short.