Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Of course, this was no challenge for Ling Chi. Having experienced several worlds, he had more than a dozen recipes for horse meat, though there were relatively few. Among them, the highest quality was white-grade, which shows that horse meat still has great culinary value.

Modern Europe, South America, and some Asian countries have a strong fondness for horse meat. It's said that the eight countries that consume the most horse meat eat a combined 470 million horses annually. It's only thanks to the extremely high price of horses that ordinary people can't afford it; otherwise, horse meat would surely be made into sandwiches.

There was so much horse meat and offal in front of him; just cleaning and processing it would take a lot of effort. How to do it? This became a problem for Ling Chi.

After looking at the dozen or so horse meat recipes, he finally decided to make the top-tier white recipe – Flat as a Horse.

Flat as a River: Top-tier white recipe, Constitution +0.5. Cooldown time: 10 days.

This is a conceptual dish. The main ingredient is all parts of a horse, and then through the chef's skillful preparation, all the ingredients are pieced together to form a complete horse, which is a great test of skill.

However, this dish can only be made for one meal, and it doesn't use many ingredients. Lingchi plans to braise the rest.

As the saying goes, everything can be braised. Braised meat, braised eggs, braised chicken feet, etc., are all delicacies that have stood the test of time. Ling Chi plans to braise the remaining horse meat and offal, which will not only make them easier to store, but also serve as side dishes for other delicacies.

However, that horsewhip... it's probably better to soak it in alcohol. Although it won't be as good as tiger bone wine, it won't be much worse.

Without further ado, Ling Chi immediately called Shuang'er over, and together they carried the horse meat into the kitchen. Then, Ling Chi demonstrated his knife skills.

A cold glint flashed, and the horse meat had been completely dissected by him, clearly and distinctly.

A scalpel cleaver—you deserve it.

Ling Chi left enough meat from every part of the horse to make a flat-bottomed dish, and then told Shuang'er to prepare the braising liquid.

There is plenty of high-quality braising liquid in the Chef God Space, but Ling Chi didn't take it out. Instead, he asked Shuang'er to make a brand new braising liquid. I don't know what he was thinking.

Shuang'er, however, understood that Ling Chi was giving her a chance to practice.

Although she has been a kitchen helper for over a hundred years, Shuang'er is limited by her talent and can only barely make ordinary blue recipes. She even has difficulty making some top-tier white recipes to a satisfactory standard.

In comparison, Huang Rong's talent is terrifying. In just over ten years, her cooking skills have caught up with Shuang'er's. Now, their cooking skills are very similar, which has put a lot of psychological pressure on Shuang'er.

As siblings who had lived together for many years, Ling Chi, as the older brother, naturally noticed Shuang'er's unusual behavior. After understanding the situation, he strengthened Shuang'er's practical skills.

Making the braising liquid is of paramount importance; if it's not done well, the taste of the braised dishes will be drastically different. How could Ling Chi not be deeply moved to entrust her with such an important task?

"Leave it to me!"

……

As time passed, the two worked all night and finally finished braising all the horse meat, and also made a lot of baked buns.

Today's breakfast is horse meat sandwich.

At daybreak, Shuang'er carried a basket into the palace to deliver food, and Wu Xingyun also saw the horse meat he wanted to eat.

A plate of vegetables, two horse meat sandwiches, and a bowl of milk oatmeal porridge.

"Hmm, I didn't expect even horse meat to be cooked so well." After tasting it, Wu Xingyun gained a better understanding of Ling Chi's culinary skills: "His culinary talent is truly terrifying."

He took a sip of his milk and oatmeal porridge: "But I wonder about his martial arts skills?"

Chapter Thirty-Five: Fine Wine for Martial Arts Skills

In the afternoon, Wu Xingyun came to Ling Chi's courtyard again.

The four swordsmen, who were eating, glanced at her and fell silent.

Wu Xingyun: "..."

The four swordsmen immediately stood up: "Boss Ling, we've finished eating."

"You're leaving already?" Ling Chi was taken aback for a moment, then said, "The soy milk is almost ready, have a bowl before you go!"

"No, we still have some palace affairs to attend to. We'll drink next time." The four swordsmen left in a hurry.

Oh my god! That's terrifying.

……

"Why are they running away like their lives depend on it?" Ling Chi looked at Wu Xingyun: "They run away as soon as you come. Xiao Yun, tell me honestly, is your status in the palace very high?"

"Maybe!" Wu Xingyun sat down at the dining table and said, "I'm thirsty."

"You've come at just the right time," Ling Chi said with a smile. "It's freshly made soy milk."

"Add some sugar," Wu Xingyun said.

"Don't mention it." Ling Chi walked towards the kitchen. "Wait here."

A moment later, a bowl of soy milk with white sugar was served. Ling Chi then brought out a plate of dried fruit, brewed a pot of hot tea, and sat down opposite Wu Xingyun, saying, "Didn't the palace arrest a woman yesterday? Who was she?"

Wu Xingyun said calmly, "A little girl who wandered in by mistake has already been locked up by Granny Tong."

"You locked up just because you accidentally wandered in?" Ling Chi asked. "Why?"

“After all, someone was injured. He should be locked up for three months as a warning to others,” Wu Xingyun said.

"That's to be expected." Ling Chi nodded and smiled, "Xiao Yun knows so much, she's truly remarkable. Let me guess, could you be the Child Granny..."

Wu Xingyun's hands tightened slightly.

"Your granddaughter?" Ling Chi laughed. "Am I right?"

"..." Wu Xingyun glanced at him: "You're really smart."

"That's right." Ling Chi smiled broadly. "I didn't expect you to have such a powerful background. I knew that a pretty little girl like you must be extraordinary."

"Hmph! Judging by appearances, how superficial." Though she said this, she was secretly a little pleased.

“Although judging a book by its cover is like losing Ziyu, there is also the saying that appearance reflects the heart.” Ling Chi smiled and said, “Xiaoyun, you are so beautiful, but your speech and behavior are different from others, and you have the air of a superior. You are obviously not an ordinary palace maid.”

Wu Xingyun looked at him and said, "You saw through it from the beginning?"

"I could tell, but I didn't think much of it," Ling Chi said with a smile. "That day, I had just arrived at the palace and didn't know who was who. I thought you were just an ordinary palace maid! But after meeting so many people these past few days, I realized that you are different from others."

Wu Xingyun smiled faintly: "You are indeed clever."

"That's right," Ling Chi said with a smile. "Do you know my nickname?"

"You have a nickname?" Wu Xingyun glanced at him and took a sip of soy milk. "What is it?"

"The number one cunning strategist of the Song Dynasty."

"Pfft—" Wu Xingyun sprayed a mouthful of soy milk onto Ling Chi's face, coughed a few times, and his face turned red.

"Be careful." Ling Chi quickly took off the towel draped over his shoulder to wipe his face, and sighed, "Don't make a fuss, you still have a lot of practice to do!"

"..." Wu Xingyun took a few deep breaths, snatched the towel from Ling Chi's hand, wiped his mouth, and said, "Serves you right."

"Why should I deserve this?" Ling Chi pulled out a new towel from his pocket and wiped his hair.

"..." Wu Xingyun slammed the towel on the table and snatched the new towel away.

"Huh? Can't you be a little more polite?" Ling Chi was speechless.

"Hmph!" Wu Xingyun rolled her eyes: Why should I be so polite?

"Sigh! Being good-looking really does give you the freedom to do whatever you want." Ling Chi sighed, wiped the table with an old towel, and decided to use it as a rag from now on.

"Stop saying I'm good-looking." Wu Xingyun was a little uncomfortable: "I'm not just a pretty face."

"Pfft—" Ling Chi almost burst out laughing: "Do you know what 'embroidered pillow' means?"

"Of course I know." Wu Xingyun rolled his eyes: "It means that some people have good looks but lack knowledge and talent."

“…What you said makes so much sense, I’m speechless.” Ling Chi gave a thumbs up: “Amazing, amazing.”

Wu Xingyun frowned slightly: "I feel like you're mocking me."

"No, no, I was just praising you!" Ling Chi sighed, "I was the one who was filthy. I really have become a dirty adult."

"..." Wu Xingyun looked at him: "This is inexplicable."

……

After finishing his soy milk and eating a few dried fruits, Wu Xingyun clapped his hands and said, "Didn't you say you were very skilled in martial arts?"

"Huh? What's wrong?" Ling Chi saw that she looked eager to try and said, "What? You want to learn martial arts from me? No problem, I have a family martial art called Beauty Fist, which is perfect for a beauty like you to practice."

"..." Wu Xingyun looked at him with disdain: "This boxing style sounds vulgar, how can you say it?"

"No, no, no, this boxing style is not vulgar at all. On the contrary, it is a very beautiful set of boxing styles. Every move imitates an ancient beauty. If you practice it for a long time, it will make you very feminine and captivate men all over the world."

Preconceived notions led Wu Xingyun to believe this set of boxing techniques was illegitimate. Impersonating ancient beauties? Besides a lecherous man, who else would imitate ancient beauties?

Wu Xingyun frowned: "That's enough. I won't be fooled by you."

"Deceive?" Seeing her disdainful look, Ling Chi sighed, "Why is it that no one believes the truth, but people believe lies?"

"Because what you said is a lie." Wu Xingyun snorted and said, "Since you are so skilled in martial arts, then let's have a match."

"No need." Ling Chi waved his hand. "I definitely can't beat him..."

Snapped--

Wu Xingyun slammed his palm on the table, and with a loud crash, the table instantly collapsed.

"What are you doing?!" Ling Chi hurriedly grabbed the fruit plate and teapot, managing to avoid breaking them.

"You reacted quite quickly," Wu Xingyun said calmly. "Let's have a go, or I'll tear down your house."

"..." Ling Chi looked at her: "Are you serious?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Wu Xingyun said calmly.

"..."

"Brother, what's wrong?" Hearing the commotion in the courtyard, Shuang'er, who was reading a book inside, came out.

Seeing a broken table, and with a plate and a teapot in his hands, Ling Chi looked astonished.

"It's nothing," Ling Chi said. "I'm going out for a walk with Xiao Yun later. Could you please tidy up the yard?"

"Oh?"

……

On the way down the mountain, Ling Chi used his lightness skill, and like a gust of wind, he rushed past.

Behind him, Wu Xingyun followed at a leisurely pace, unhurried and composed.

"Impressive lightness skill!" Ling Chi exclaimed. "I never expected that someone so young would possess such skill."

Wu Xingyun glanced at him and said indifferently, "You're not bad either."