After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

"I am a professional chef and can make more professional evaluations. I am also the head chef of Donghai."

As Zeff was introducing himself, he suddenly noticed someone leaving the VIP section in the corner, and immediately a displeased look appeared on his face.

What does this mean?

Did they leave the table just because they heard my name?

I'm the owner here, the most famous chef in the East China Sea, Zhepu!

Even if you're just going to the restroom, you don't have to have the whole family clear the table, do you? Why do you have to wait for me to come up on stage before leaving?

Immediately, the hot-tempered Zeff glared at the other person, his eyes flashing with lightning speed.

Seeing that Zeff was not speaking but was still puffing out his beard and glaring, everyone noticed that someone had left their seat and cast curious glances at him.

Who is so blind as to not know that Mr. Zeff has a bad temper?

"This is what you call a VIP? Holding a gold meal ticket? This is so disrespectful to the old man, he'll be very angry."

Sanji slightly pursed his lips upon seeing this.

The chefs at the floating restaurant are always very respectful to their guests, but if you're this disrespectful, Zeff will most likely get angry in public, regardless of whether you're a VIP or not.

Even if you're a tycoon with two beautiful wives, you're still asking for trouble.

This little incident also caught the attention of the other two seated judges, but due to their distinguished status, neither of them spoke up.

Zeff stared ahead with a murderous look, his eyes widening and his mouth opening wider and wider.

His expression changed from annoyance to confusion, then from confusion to shock, and finally from shock to surprise.

Sure enough, Zeff on stage moved.

With a push from that wooden leg, Zeff's strong body leaped into the air, bouncing and hopping to Martin's table. Everyone thought Zeff was about to fly into a rage...

Who knew that Zeff would suddenly buckle on one knee and kneel down before the other person.

Yes, Zeff actually knelt down before this departing VIP.

For a moment, the scene was completely silent; many people were dumbfounded.

What exactly is going on?

Zhepu is the most famous chef in the East China Sea and the owner of a floating restaurant. Why would someone of such status suddenly kneel down?

Was it because he only had one leg and slipped?

Robin and Joel, who had gotten up to leave, were stunned, as were Nami and Nojiko.

Martin also stopped leaving the room.

Who would have thought that the owner of the floating restaurant would jump in front of him and kneel down?

"Old man!"

"Head Chef!"

"boss!"

The cooks realized that the old man had accidentally fallen and immediately jumped forward to help him up.

Sanji, who was closest, was the first to step forward.

Nobody knew what was going on. The strong and resolute Zeff would never kneel before a stranger; clearly, the old man's legs had gone weak.

As everyone was helping Chef Zeff up, Zeff waved his hand and shouted, "Don't stop me, I knelt down myself!"

Everyone: Look at each other (⊙_⊙)?

Then Zeff looked up at Martin with tears in his eyes, his voice trembling and choked with sobs: "Mr. God of Cookery, I never thought I would see you again. I, Zeff, am truly honored."

"Master Chef, I still vividly remember your guidance from that day. Please accept my homage!"

Then, with a reverent expression, Zeff kowtowed deeply to Martin, performing a full prostration.

The VIPs were bewildered, the chefs were stunned, and Robin and Joel were at a loss.

"What? You're the legendary God of Cookery?"

Sanji stared with his mouth agape, looking utterly bewildered.

He had heard that a mysterious guest had come to taste the food before the restaurant opened, pointed out its shortcomings, and guided Zeff in his cooking, which convinced Zeff and led him to regard the mysterious man as the "God of Food".

From then on, Zeff kept the teachings of the God of Cookery in mind, but the God of Cookery never appeared and became a legend at the Baratie restaurant.

I never expected that the legendary "God of Cookery" would appear right in front of me.

According to Zeff's description: This God of Cookery is someone that anyone can worship.

Her culinary skills are simply unparalleled.

Zeff's words were unquestionable in the sea restaurant, and the God of Cookery was a figure revered by every chef.

Sanji firmly believed this.

Now that the other person is standing in front of him, he is filled with doubt and disbelief.

Is this man in front of me the real God of Cookery?

The chefs around looked at each other in bewilderment. Even the owner of the floating restaurant, Zeff, had knelt down and worshipped the God of Cookery. What about them?

So a large group of chefs from the floating restaurant knelt down before the God of Cookery, and then respectfully kowtowed to him, just like the boss, as if they were worshipping an ancestor.

Sanji initially didn't want to kneel before the God of Food, but Zeff pulled on his clothes and made him kneel down as well.

Now all eyes were on Martin.

"Martin, what's going on?"

"Yes, you're the God of Cookery?"

"Brother Martin, what is the God of Cookery?"

Robin and Joel looked at Martin in surprise, while Nami and Nojiko also looked puzzled, as if they were meeting this man for the first time.

The other VIPs were even more puzzled, and many more stood up to see the God of Cookery's true face.

Martin was feeling awkward, never expecting that old guy Zeff would actually kneel down to him.

It was one thing for him to kneel, but for this whole group of chefs to kneel down was as if they were worshipping an idol.

People who don't know the situation might think you cooks are having a cult gathering.

He immediately went forward to help Zeff up.

Hey, being watched by so many people, I feel a little embarrassed.

I wanted to keep a low profile, but my abilities wouldn't allow it.

Actually, it all started a few days before the opening of the floating restaurant Barrati a few years ago.

Back then, Martin had planned to visit Barratier on the opening date, so he came to check it out. He met Zeff and tried his cooking, but found that Zeff's cooking skills were just so-so. It was edible, but the taste was just so-so.

Somewhat disappointed, he made a few complaints, which led to a conflict with the hot-tempered chef. To prove he wasn't wrong, he decided to cook for himself, making several Chinese dishes and explaining how to make them. As a result, Zhepu was moved to tears after eating them and was immediately hailed as the "God of Cookery" by the chef.

As a result, he received a "golden dining ticket," a symbol of permanent VIP status, becoming the most distinguished guest at the floating restaurant.

After that, he got busy with work and forgot about it. The main reason was that the sea restaurant was too far away, and Zeff's cooking was not appealing to him at all. He only kept the golden meal ticket that allowed him to eat there for free.

Martin hadn't planned to meet with Jepp, and since his wife wasn't feeling well, he decided to leave early. But Jepp didn't care and knelt down in front of him, shouting "God of Cookery" repeatedly!

I feel like I've suddenly become the "cult leader" of the culinary world!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Chapter 85 Revere Me as a God

The old man didn't want to get up, but Martin was very strong and lifted him up with one hand, making it impossible for him to kneel.

"Master Chef, please become a special judge for this year's Master Chef Competition."

With tears welling up in his eyes, Zeff suddenly suggested, "You are the most suitable person to be a judge."

"This isn't a good idea."

"Get up, Zeff!"

Martin put the other person down.

"No, I won't get up. You actually came to the chef selection event. This is the greatest honor for me, no, it's the greatest honor for all the chefs in Donghai."

As he spoke, Grandpa Zeff knelt down again.

"I would like to request that you serve as a judge for the East China Sea Chief Chef Competition. If the God of Cookery does not agree, I, Zhepu, will kneel down and never get up."

Zeff lay on the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face, and roared.

"Yes, yes, yes, please invite the God of Cookery to participate in the competition."

"Only the God of Food has this qualification."

The other chefs joined in the shouting, each one looking utterly distraught and in tears.

Sigh, how can you, a grown man, suddenly start crying and cling to my leg, refusing to let me leave?

Seeing so many eyes staring at him, Martin knew he had to make an appearance today.

He simply nodded: "Alright, I'll reluctantly serve as a judge!"

A minute later, surrounded by the chefs and amidst the astonished gazes of the VIPs, Martin sat down at the same table as the two big shots, Garp and Jinbe.

"Invited" to become one of the special judges for the East China Sea Chief Chef Selection, known as the "God of Cookery".

"What kind of food is Martin in real life... the God of Cookery?"

Tashigi recognized Martin immediately, but she was still completely taken aback.

"Hahaha, you're really something, kid. You're actually called the God of Cookery? I've never seen a man called a god in all my years of life. Can you show me your skills as the God of Cookery?"

Garp grinned widely.

"There might be a chance."