Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Compared to Huang Rong, who learned all sorts of things, Huang Jing was a pure artistic young lady who never left her home and devoted herself to learning music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and even needlework and embroidery, striding confidently down the path of becoming a well-bred young lady.

As the older sister, Huang Rong initially doted on her younger sister. However, as her sister displayed extraordinary literary talent and began to act and speak with the grace of a well-bred lady, the two sisters became somewhat incompatible.

Huang Rong always felt that her younger sister was too rigid and lacked any charm. Huang Jing, on the other hand, felt that her older sister was too unconventional and did not act like a woman at all. She would even criticize her from time to time for doing this or that, which annoyed Huang Rong to no end.

Over the past year, this situation has become increasingly serious, and Huang Rong has become too lazy to even acknowledge her younger sister. On Peach Blossom Island, she avoided her sister as much as possible, except for mealtimes.

At fourteen or fifteen, Huang Rong was going through a rebellious phase, and she was also very perceptive. She discovered that Feng Heng valued her younger sister's upbringing more than her own. Although Huang Yaoshi treated the two sisters equally, parents ultimately tend to favor the younger child, which made Huang Rong increasingly reluctant to stay on Peach Blossom Island.

If Huang Yaoshi hadn't been forcing her to learn various martial arts and miscellaneous skills, she would have moved to Wuchang Island long ago.

Ling Chi was well aware of Huang Rong's little troubles. Hearing this, he smiled slightly and patted her head: "Blood is thicker than water. Even if you don't like Jing'er, she is still your sister, and that will never change."

"But that little rascal is so infuriating." Huang Rong pouted, "He always says I don't act like a woman, it makes me so angry."

“It’s not her fault.” Ling Chi sighed helplessly. “If anyone’s to blame, it’s your mother for poisoning your sister.”

"What does this have to do with my mother?" Huang Rong shook off his hand from her head and glared at him with displeasure.

"Are you still angry?" Ling Chi pinched Huang Rong's little nose and smiled, "Don't be angry, let me tell you slowly."

"I'm listening!" Huang Rong was also curious, wanting to hear what kind of nonsense he could come up with.

"First, learn from me the preparations for making cream puffs," Ling Chi said.

"Ah."

……

“When your mother gave birth to you, she was a first-time mother and had no experience in raising children, so she let your father spoil you and teach you all sorts of miscellaneous skills and martial arts. But as you grew older and became more and more lively and active, your mother couldn’t stand it anymore.”

Ling Chi, while handling the flour, said, "After all, your mother was a daughter of an official, and she received the education of the Three Obediences and Four Virtues from a young age. Although she was very talented, she could not escape the ideological constraints of this era and society."

"..." Huang Rong was silent for a moment, then said, "Do I really not resemble a woman?"

"Silly girl." Ling Chi pinched her little nose and laughed, "Don't let other people's opinions bind your heart. Your mother and your sister don't like you the way you are, but I like you very much. If Rong'er wasn't like this now, she wouldn't be the Rong'er I like."

"...Ugh! How annoying." Huang Rong wiped the flour off her little nose. "You're bullying me again."

Ling Chi chuckled lightly: "So after Jing'er was born, your mother wouldn't let her grow up like you. Your father probably got a lecture from your mother and didn't dare to interfere in Jing'er's education."

Huang Rong wiped the flour off her nose and said, "So, Jing'er's current state is all thanks to my mother?"

Sensing the emphasis on the word 'merit,' Ling Chi nodded: 'That's about it.' Then he shook his head: 'Although Jing'er may marry into a wealthy family and find a husband who loves and respects her, that's based on her wholehearted devotion to her husband's family. Unlike you, she won't think of herself.'

"..." Huang Rong suddenly felt a pang of heartache: "Isn't she... very pitiful?"

Ling Chi shook his head: "You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of a fish?"

"???" Huang Rong looked stunned.

“People are different, and life has its own unique way of being.” Ling Chi smiled and said, “We feel sorry for Jing’er, but maybe Jing’er herself doesn’t think so! Just like you now, I think you are lively, cute and lovable, but your sister thinks you don’t have the demeanor of a woman and are annoying.”

"Hmph! I think she's annoying!" Huang Rong said angrily.

“Yes!” Ling Chi laughed. “So no matter what others say, we just need to be ourselves. As Confucius said, ‘Follow your heart’s desires without transgressing the rules.’ As long as we don’t act recklessly or kill innocent people, we can just do what we want to do.”

"Do as you please without transgressing the rules, do as you please without transgressing the rules..." Huang Rong murmured these words, becoming increasingly enlightened.

Seeing that her eyes were becoming more and more bright, Ling Chi smiled and asked, "Have you figured it out?"

"Mmm." Huang Rong nodded repeatedly, her face beaming with a smile. "Thank you, Uncle Ling. Rong'er understands."

"That's good."

……

A day passed, and Huang Rong had tried making cream puffs three times. As expected, each attempt was better than the last, but still a little short of being acceptable, and far from perfect. However, at this rate, she would definitely be able to make acceptable cream puffs within three days. Learning three dishes in ten days was not a pipe dream at all.

An incredible talent for cooking.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Huang Rong has been on Wuchang Island for ten days. In just nine days, Huang Rong has actually learned three recipes. Although they are just the simplest white recipes, they are enough to amaze people.

Shuang'er had Huang Rong's level of culinary skills back in the world of Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber. At that time, she had been a kitchen helper for over thirty years, while Huang Rong was only fifteen years old this year. Excluding the three years of their quarrel, she had only been learning to cook from Ling Chi for five years.

In just five years, Shuang'er had completed more than 30 years of work as a kitchen helper. Shuang'er was under tremendous pressure.

This was the last day of the holiday that Huang Yaoshi had given Huang Rong, and it was also the day she had to go back.

After lunch, Huang Rong watched with a somewhat melancholy expression as Ling Chi packed various delicious things into her bundle. Ling Chi always did this whenever she returned to Peach Blossom Island, letting her take some food back to her family.

But every time she did this, it meant her carefree days were coming to an end.

"What are you thinking about?" Ling Chi, carrying two large bundles on his shoulders, said, "Let's go!"

"Oh." Huang Rong stood up and hugged Shuang'er tightly: "Sister Shuang'er, I will miss you."

Shuang'er's feet were dangling in the air as Huang Rong swayed her back and forth, her face filled with utter despair.

Chapter Nineteen: The Old Blacksmith Needs Help

Chef's Space, Farm.

Pu Heng stared at the unfinished blade before him, remaining silent for a long time before finally turning to Ling Chi for help for the first time: "Young Master, I need a helper."

"What's wrong?" Ling Chi, who was catching snails in the river with Qu Feiyan, Xiao Zhao, Yin Li, Lu Wushuang, Cheng Ying, and Guo Xiang, looked up at him with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

“There are a few pieces of divine iron that are too hard. I cannot handle both the forging and heating processes by myself alone. I need a helper,” Pu Heng said. “Young master, could you please find a blacksmith?”

"I see." Ling Chi nodded. "Don't worry, Elder Pu, I've got it covered."

"Thank you, young master." Pu Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

……

"Blacksmith..." After leaving the Chef God Space, Ling Chi began to think about where to find a good helper for Pu Heng.

The best blacksmiths should be the craftsmen in the royal palace, but he had seen court craftsmen in the Condor Heroes world before. In terms of blacksmithing skills, they were far inferior to Pu Heng, and even compared to the original Pu Heng, they were about the same.

Given the ancients' tendency to keep some skills to themselves, the best blacksmiths were probably not in the royal palace, but among the common people. However, the countryside is vast, and finding the best blacksmith is not so easy.

Wuxia novels often feature many extraordinary blacksmiths, such as the Sword Worship Manor in the novel *Wind and Cloud*, where blacksmiths can forge divine weapons. However, truly skilled blacksmiths are rare in Jin Yong's works. One of the more famous is the mysterious blacksmith who forged the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber. But since he's described as mysterious, naturally no one knows who he is.

Jin Yong was quite playful, glossing over many crucial points and leaving readers with countless unsolved mysteries. However, it is precisely because of these unsolved mysteries that readers have had ample room to unleash their imaginations.

After thinking it over and over, a name suddenly popped into Ling Chi's mind—Feng Mofeng.

In the original novel, Feng Mofeng did not appear until the Condor Heroes era, and when he did appear, he was a blacksmith who was conscripted by the Mongols.

Because the incident of Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng stealing the Nine Yin Manual did not occur in this world, and Huang Yaoshi did not break the legs of all his disciples or expel them from the island, Feng Mofeng is now living a good life on Peach Blossom Island.

Now Feng Mofeng is a man in his thirties. Whether it is due to his talent or not, Feng Mofeng developed a great interest in blacksmithing more than ten years ago. In just a few years, he forged a remarkable weapon that greatly impressed Huang Yaoshi.

Nowadays, Feng Mofeng's blacksmithing skills have become increasingly refined, and he should be able to serve as Pu Heng's assistant.

Ling Chi touched his chin, then hesitated.

The reason is simple: Feng Mofeng is now a father of three, and his wife, though past her prime, still retains her charm. Asking someone with a family and a happy home to leave their loved ones is too difficult, and it's simply too much to bear.

Incidentally, Chen Xuanfeng also married and had children early on, and is now living a very happy life, completely unaffected by Mei Chaofeng's departure.

Therefore, it is very difficult for a romantic relationship to last a lifetime, unless there is only one man and one woman in the world, otherwise there will always be a substitute.

Ling Chi scratched his head: "Annoying."

……

That day, he still went to Peach Blossom Island. He had to try, no matter what; what if Feng Mofeng agreed?

Compared to twenty years ago, Peach Blossom Island is now more vibrant and lively.

Peach Blossom Island is already quite large; even with a few thousand people, it could easily be self-sufficient. Given the marriage age in ancient times, twenty years would be enough for two generations to be born.

Twenty years ago, there were only a few dozen people on Peach Blossom Island, but now the population has exceeded three hundred.

Huang Yaoshi's disciples alone added more than forty people to the island, and Qu Lingfeng, Chen Xuanfeng, Lu Chengfeng, and Wu Mianfeng have all become grandfathers, making the island a thriving place.

The island's main population consists of servants.

Huang Yaoshi was a sentimental person. Even though the servants on the island were old, Huang Yaoshi had no intention of driving them away. Instead, he let them stay on the island to live out their old age, and their children would continue to serve the family of the island's master and disciples as second-generation and third-generation servants.

Huang Rong wanted Huang Yaoshi to build a pond on the island, but Huang Yaoshi refused, citing the large number of people on the island and the potential for unwanted attention. The reason was that Peach Blossom Island was indeed overpopulated. If a pond were built, what if a passing man saw his wife and daughter playing in it?

Huang Yaoshi would definitely gouge out the man's eyes and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks. Huang Yaoshi refused this request, also for the sake of the lives of the men on the island.

……

"Uncle Ling, what brings you here?" Huang Rong, who was practicing martial arts on the island, heard Ling Chi's telepathic message and immediately rushed through the peach blossom forest to greet him with great joy: "Hehe, did you miss me?"

"Yes! I missed you." Ling Chi smiled and patted her head, then wiped his sweaty hand: "Practicing martial arts? You're sweating so much."

"Hmm." Huang Rong nodded, shaking the sweat from her hair. "I'm practicing the Nine Yin Divine Claw, it's exhausting."

"You've worked hard." Ling Chi magically produced a bottle of ice-cold juice out of thin air: "Drink this! It will cool you down."

"Thank you, Uncle Ling." Huang Rong happily took two sips of her juice. "It's so refreshing!"

"Is it good?" Ling Chi asked with a smile.

"It's delicious." Huang Rong nodded repeatedly, licked her lips, and said, "Uncle Ling, are you here to see my father?"

Although Huang Rong presumptuously said that Ling Chi missed her, and Ling Chi admitted it, she knew it was just a joke between the two of them. After all, she had only been back on the island for three or four days, and it was impossible for Ling Chi to come over just because he missed her.

"No." Ling Chi shook his head and said, "I came here this time to see your sixth senior brother."

"Sixth Senior Brother?" Huang Rong was taken aback.

……

"Brother Ling, it's been a few days, but you're still as dashing as ever!" As he walked through the peach blossom grove, he saw Huang Yaoshi, Feng Heng, and Huang Jing coming to greet him.

Huang Yaoshi is now over fifty years old, but as a master alchemist, he is very well-preserved. Judging from his appearance, he is only in his early forties and exudes the mature charm of a middle-aged man.

Feng Heng is only thirty-five years old now, living a life of luxury, and judging by her appearance alone, she is in the prime of her youth.

Huang Yaoshi was quite a beast. When he married Feng Heng, she was only fourteen years old, a middle school student in modern times!

The couple has an age gap of over twenty years; I wonder if that counts as true love?

Beside Feng Heng was a little girl of seven or eight years old, wearing a light green dress, with her hair hanging down naturally, fair skin, and delicate features. In particular, her eyes sparkled with a hint of wisdom, and she exuded a strong scholarly air.

This little girl is Huang Rong's younger sister, Huang Jing.

When Huang Jing saw Ling Chi, her eyes were filled with undisguised smiles and deep admiration.