Hong Kong variety show: Why do you say I'm crazy?

"You! I never expected you to be a legendary master chef. What are you planning to do?"

"Kid, not bad acting," Old Wang nodded to himself.

"What are you doing? Hehe, today I'm going to let you taste the bitterness of defeat. There are some people you can never surpass in your entire life, like me."

"What do you want to compare to?"

"Jingle Bell……"

Old Wang hung up the phone.

"Let's have a showdown using the most basic egg fried rice."

Niu Niu looked puzzled.

"It's just fried rice with eggs? Don't you know my abilities? You're making me cook such a simple dish. Are you trying to humiliate me?"

"Jingle Bell…"

Old Wang hung up the phone again.

"The fact that you can say that shows you lack understanding. You need to know, hey! Fried rice! It's the simplest yet most difficult dish. The rice! Each grain must be separate, and it must still be coated with egg!"

"Jingle Bell……"

"Hey bro, why don't you answer the phone first? What you're doing is really distracting."

Niu Niu breathed a sigh of relief, finally having an excuse to end this absurd scene.

Old Wang held up one finger, then answered the phone with his other hand.

"Who? Do you know you've interrupted a sacred duel!"

Jimmy on the other end of the phone looked grim. What was his brother up to now?

"Big brother, stop playing around! Help!"

"Jimmy? What are you doing?"

"Big brother! I'm not kidding, I'm at the police station, come and save me!"

"Okay, I got it."

"Hurry up, boss."

"Snapped!"

Wang Taiyi hung up the phone, looked at Niu Niu, then paused for a moment, forgetting where he was...

"Oh right! And it also needs to have an egg stuck to it!"

"Hey bro! Stop wasting your breath, it's not working."

Niu Niu gestured for Lao Wang to look around.

Sure enough, the diners didn't pay any attention to the stage. The few who glanced at Old Wang were probably like people who turn on the TV at home but don't watch it – they were happy as long as there was some noise.

Old Wang couldn't help but wonder if his artistic expression was too avant-garde to surprise them.

Otherwise, why would they look at me like I'm an idiot? That look... I'll have Niu Niu put some laxatives in their food later, it'll be crazy.

"Forget it, brother."

He suspected that Lao Wang hadn't found his niche. Just like he liked cooking, it would be great if Lao Wang changed his hobby. Otherwise, what kind of hobby is it to surprise people? Is there such a profession?

"Brother, are you hungry? I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

"Look at you, acting like a doormat. Alright, go do it, hurry up, I have things to do. Take good care of my friend, and also! I want mixed noodles!"

As long as Lao Wang sits there collecting money without disturbing Niu Niu's culinary skills, he'll make you not only offal noodles, but even human offal noodles.

While eating the beef brisket stuck in the stove, Wang Taiyi watched Niu Niu flying around in the air.

"What amazing lightness skill! The magic of lightness skill is that it can turn a fat pig into a butterfly."

"Yes, it's really amazing."

Um? what sound?

Turning around, I saw the chubby guy with the middle part holding a fork, sticking it into the plate of beef brisket next to Old Wang. He was eating and talking to him with a smile, showing no embarrassment at all about stealing food.

I must say, this chubby little guy is actually quite cute.

Old Wang grabbed the fat on the little fat boy's chin.

"You're pretty brave, kid, daring to snatch food from a tiger's mouth. Where do you work?"

The chubby boy waved his hand to stop the bodyguard who wanted to step forward.

Wang Taiyi glanced at the bodyguards, but didn't take it seriously, and continued to pinch the chubby boy.

This chubby kid looks like he comes from a well-off family. If someone has bodyguards, he's not just rich; he'd be a tycoon.

"Fatty, if you don't explain why you stole my food, don't just say you're adding fat to fat, I'll let people truly experience what it means to be a man on top of a man!"

The chubby boy was quick-witted. He swallowed the food in his mouth and smiled, "This... Mr. Wang Angxing?"

"Call me Brother Tai!"

The chubby boy's eyes lit up. "Brother Tai? How novel!"

The bodyguards behind him were shocked. What a fool! How dare he let the young master call him "brother"? This wasn't just prostate enlargement, it was audacity!

"Hey Tai-ge, I heard you say you wanted to eat some kind of offal noodles, so I thought I'd take a look, hehe, just a look!"

This fat guy is obviously a foodie.

"You seem to really enjoy eating, huh?"

"Brother Tai, you have no idea what I ate while I was studying abroad. It wasn't until I came home for vacation this time that I realized there are such delicious foods and such amazing chefs in the world."

Where do you study?

"The sun never sets."

Wang Tai scoffed, "What do foreigners know about fine food? Forget about the taste, their creativity is just lacking. You know their famous dish, 'Looking Up at the Stars'?"

"Yeah. I know."

"Look at their food, it's so rigid and stingy. If they made the cake bigger and replaced the fish with pig's head, how spectacular that would be!"

"When the time comes, we'll change the name. Let's not call it 'Looking Up at the Stars' anymore, let's call it 'Pig God Twilight.' What do you think?"

The chubby boy imagined it in his mind and then couldn't help but shudder. What hellish food! No wonder it's called the dark cuisine world.

"Hey, Brother Tai, were you and the Chef performing a stage play just now? You're so talented! Are you a great cook too?"

"Snapped!"

They smacked the chubby boy on the head, which made the bodyguards' legs tremble.

"What do you mean by a stage play? That's a duel! But you're right, my cooking skills are indeed amazing, and even better than that so-called 'God of Cookery'."

"Really?"

"of course."

Before the chubby boy could say anything more, Niu Niu arrived with a bowl of mixed noodles, the aroma filling the air. As for Old Wang's words, Niu Niu dismissed them as nonsense. Didn't he know what kind of person his older brother was? Could he cook? He couldn't even cook noodles.

Old Wang was holding a bowl of noodles, and his mouth was practically watering as he looked at the chubby boy.

Just as I was about to pick up my chopsticks, a voice interrupted.

"Wait a moment!"

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Chapter 44 A Bowl of Noodles Causes a Riot

The bald, bespectacled young man who had been one of the judges came to Wang Taiyi's side. He looked arrogant, and his unbranded shirt looked much more upscale than Wang's. He was also followed by two bodyguards.

While Wang Taiyi was still wondering what this guy was up to, he saw the guy signal his bodyguard to take out a stack of large gold bulls.

"Sir, give me the noodles, and you can keep the money. Thank you."

The bald young man used polite words but spoke arrogantly, and his disdainful look and the way he looked at a beggar were obvious to anyone.

Wang Taiyi rolled her eyes at him and ignored him.

"Hey! Kid, what do you mean? Think the money's too little? Humph, I'll add some more for you."

He reached for his money as he spoke.

"Second brother, please don't do this..."

The chubby boy quickly stopped the bald man's actions; it seems the two are brothers.

The bald man interrupted the chubby boy.

"Xiaogang, stop talking. Today I'll teach you a lesson: there's nothing in this world that money can't buy. If you can't buy it, it's because you didn't pay enough!"

"Suck it..."

Old Wang ate his noodles while watching the bald young man show off.