Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng, and Hong Qigong were dumbfounded; they had never seen such a bizarre move in their lives.

Ling Chi coughed lightly and said, "I absolutely do not look down on you, it's just that you are about twenty years older than them, so it would be awkward to ask you to pay for your bill."

Wang Chongyang: "..."

"Ah, what I mean is, Lord Duan is willing to pay for Chief Hong's bill, but not..."

"Give Master Wang two more plates!" Duan Zhixing immediately interrupted him.

At this moment, Duan Zhixing had a dark expression on his face, his eyes were red, and he wished he could stab Ling Chi to death with one finger.

Ling Chi smiled broadly and placed two plates of flying toads in front of Wang Chongyang: "Please enjoy, Master."

He turned to Duan Zhixing and said, "Your Majesty Duan owes me a total of four thousand taels of gold. Remember to pay me back after you go down the mountain."

(Don't stop me! Don't stop me! I'm going to beat this bastard to a pulp!)

Duan Zhixing became withdrawn.

……

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the high-level blue-ranked diner Hong Qigong. Conquest count +0.01. High-level blue-ranked recipe dropped - Beggar's Chicken."

"Beggar's Chicken: Advanced Blue Recipe, Strength +10, Cooldown 10 days".

"Ding! Two advanced blue recipes have been found—Beggar's Chicken. They can be combined into a top-tier blue recipe. Do you wish to combine them?"

Fusion!

"Ding, the blue premium recipe Beggar's Chicken has begun to fuse... Fusing in progress... Fusing successful."

"Ding! Through fusion, the blue advanced recipe Beggar's Chicken has evolved into the blue top-tier recipe Overlord Chicken."

"Overlord Chicken: Top-tier blue recipe, Dominance +5, Valid for three uses."

……

Domineering?

Ling Chi blinked. It seemed to be a good idea, but it didn't seem to work on him.

He's a chef, and he's also the business owner facing the customers. What business owner in the world would dare to open their shop with such an arrogant demeanor? Wouldn't that just scare the customers away?

Scratching his head.

Anyway, let's keep it for now! Maybe we'll need it later.

……

On the other hand, Wang Chongyang ate two dishes of flying toads. Apart from finding them delicious and feeling that his legs were stronger, he didn't experience any other changes.

Ling Chi squinted: Wang Chongyang is indeed a top-tier blue-level figure, just like Zhang Sanfeng.

……

Although the Flying Toad can increase jumping ability, it does not help with the rapid recovery of stamina and energy. Apart from enjoying a delicious meal, the Five Masters could only rely on their own recovery ability to rest.

Just then, Ling Chi took out a large basket from the carriage and called out, "Meat buns, big and fragrant meat buns! One will make you feel refreshed, two will give you energy! Five taels of silver each, come and buy!"

"..."

The Five Masters thought of cut cake, its price and medicinal properties, and the price of the meat buns sold at Lingchi...

"Give me ten meat buns!" Duan Zhixing, brimming with wealth, declared, "Put it on my tab!"

"..."

If you remember four thousand taels of gold, then a few dozen taels of silver is nothing.

With a beaming smile, Ling Chi picked out ten meat buns and thoughtfully wrapped them in straw paper: "Thank you for your patronage, Your Majesty Duan."

Duan Zhixing hugged the paper package, took out a meat bun, took a bite, and instantly felt refreshed and his energy restored.

However, the effect of one meat bun was limited. Duan Zhixing ate four meat buns in a row before he felt that his physical and mental state had reached its peak.

"What an amazing meat bun!" Duan Zhixing exclaimed, casually shooting out a One-Finger Divine Skill.

Sensing his nearly depleted internal energy, his expression instantly changed: "Why hasn't my internal energy recovered?"

"Oh?" Ling Chi said, "I said that meat buns can only restore vitality to the body and make you feel better, but I didn't say that they can restore internal energy."

"..." Duan Zhixing thought about it carefully and realized that, just as Ling Chi said, whether it was meat buns or cut cakes, they only said that eating them would make one energetic and vigorous, but they didn't say that they could restore one's internal strength.

"I see." Duan Zhixing, feeling his physical and mental state, exclaimed, "It's already quite good. I feel full of energy now, which has indirectly accelerated the recovery of my internal strength."

"Hehe." Ling Chi chuckled and took out a basket from the carriage: "Vegetable buns, big and fragrant vegetable buns. Eating one will accelerate your internal energy recovery, and eating two will double the recovery speed. Ten taels of silver each, come and buy some!"

"..."

Wu Jue stared in disbelief: How come there's more? Just how much stuff did you put in this car?

Although it is a wheelbarrow, it is covered with a metal cover, and it looks quite spacious, so it should be able to carry a lot of things.

"Ten vegetable buns, please!" Duan Zhixing exclaimed, his generosity utterly inhumane: "Put it on my tab!"

"..."

Soon after, Duan Zhixing unleashed a flurry of sword strikes with his One-Finger Divine Skill. When he felt his internal energy waning, he would nibble on a vegetable bun, instantly increasing his energy recovery speed. By the time he finished ten vegetable buns, Duan Zhixing had already unleashed over three hundred sword energies, leaving the other four masters trembling with fear.

Holy crap! It's a Zhuge Repeating Crossbow!

If Duan Zhixing carried a hundred steamed buns and unleashed a flurry of sword energy with his One-Finger Divine Skill, would they even bother playing ball? They might as well just admit defeat.

"Quickly!" Ouyang Feng cried out, "Give me ten vegetable buns right now!"

Although he wasn't as wealthy as Duan Zhixing, he still carried quite a few valuable items: "This pearl is worth one hundred taels of silver."

Ling Chi glanced at the pearl; it was the size of a longan, white, and looked very round—a top-quality pearl.

Ling Chi nodded: "Deal!"

Ouyang Feng held ten vegetable buns and immediately ate a few. By the time he ate the third one, he felt his internal energy being fully replenished.

"Toad Kung Fu, First Form—Croak!"

"Toad Kung Fu, Second Form - Croak Croak!"

"Toad Kung Fu, Third Form..."

Ouyang Feng frantically used his true energy, and with the help of ten vegetable buns, he managed to maintain a frenzied output of true energy for half an hour, with power no less than Duan Zhixing's.

Everyone's eyes turned green.

Chapter Seven: After the Great Battle

Ten days later, the first Huashan Sword Competition came to an end.

In the end, Wang Chongyang proved to be superior, overpowering the Four Masters and earning the title of the best in the world.

However, due to Ling Chi's ruthless looting over the first three days, the Five Greats were unable to determine a winner for a long time. After Ouyang Feng spent all the last piece of jewelry he had, everyone except Duan Zhixing could no longer bear it.

After discussion, the Five Masters decided to stop buying the various delicacies promoted by Ling Chi and instead rely entirely on their own abilities to determine the winner. This seven-day-long battle finally brought the Mount Hua Sword Tournament to an end.

Ling Chi looked at the Five Absolutes, whose bodies were completely drained, with a regretful expression: "What a pity, I could have accepted a mortgage loan."

The Five Greats: "..."

Wang Chongyang smiled wryly: "Young brother, the money you've earned these days is enough for you and your sister to live a life of luxury, so why be so greedy?"

“Who would complain about having too much money!” Ling Chi smiled, set up a large pot, and started cooking dumplings, saying, “I’m not an unscrupulous person. This last pot of dumplings is free.”

Upon hearing that it was being given away for free, the Five Masters' eyes lit up.

They were all feeling completely exhausted, and their discomfort was indescribable. Upon hearing that there were free dumplings, Hong Qigong was the first to scramble to his feet: "Quick, quick, give me a plate of dumplings, I'm starving!"

"Don't rush." ​​Ling Chi slowly cooked the dumplings, saying, "Haste makes waste. If you want to get an upset stomach, I'll serve you some now."

"Uh, never mind." Hong Qigong plopped down on the ground. "I'll wait a bit longer."

……

A few minutes later, the dumplings were cooked, and the five of them each took a plate of dumplings and wolfed them down.

"Delicious! So delicious." Hong Qigong finished a plate of dumplings in no time, and his strength and energy were replenished to some extent: "Young brother, another plate, please."

"That's all." Ling Chi washed the iron pot clean and put it in the cart. "If you want some, pay up."

Hong Qigong: "..."

"Brother Hong, I have a few more here, you can have them!" Huang Yaoshi had the smallest appetite among the five, and he had seven or eight dumplings left on his plate, which he gave to Hong Qigong.

"Brother Huang is truly generous." Hong Qigong took the wine gourd from his waist, shook it, and said, "Just two sips left, give them all to Brother Huang."

Huang Yaoshi smiled, not minding the mess, and took two gulps from the gourd mouth.

It felt great.

No wonder some people say: dumplings and wine go hand in hand, the more you eat, the better.

……

After finishing the dumplings, the five masters began to discuss their next move.

“From now on, Brother Huang is the Eastern Heretic, the one who plays with poison is the Western Poison, Brother Duan is the Southern Emperor, and the beggar is the Northern Beggar,” Hong Qigong said. “As for Master Wang… his title of Central Divine is indisputable.”

Everyone nodded in agreement. Although Wang Chongyang had won the title of the world's number one martial artist and the Nine Yin Manual, the other four had also achieved a status that was worthy of admiration in the martial arts world, becoming the top five martial artists.

but……

Everyone's eyes turned to Ling Chi, who was munching on a red bean bun.

This kid must be a pro.

……

When they came down from the top of Mount Hua, the crowd at the foot of the mountain had not decreased but had more than doubled. They all wanted to know who had become the number one swordsman in the world in this Mount Hua Sword Tournament.

But before they could even ask, someone stole the show.

"Pay back the money! This is the money your Emperor owes me for his meal. It's a total of four thousand taels of gold and one thousand six hundred and twenty-five taels of silver. It's all in black and white, and there's even your Emperor's fingerprint on it. Pay up now!"

"..."

When they saw a young man dressed like the White Impermanence demanding money from the guards of the Dali Emperor, everyone in the martial arts world was dumbfounded.

What's happening here?