Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Rumors circulating in the martial arts world are often unreliable.

The woman in red flicked her sleeve, lightly covering her mouth and nose, revealing only a pair of bright, beautiful eyes, and said meaningfully, "If I said I was a female ghost, would you believe me?"

"I believe you." Ling Chi nodded repeatedly. "I believe whatever you say, sister."

"..." The woman in red smiled and said, "You're quite an interesting person."

Hearing the woman in red praise him, Ling Chi scratched the back of his head and chuckled foolishly.

The woman in red lowered her sleeves and smiled, "I've heard that your guokui (a type of flatbread) and jianbing (a type of pancake) are incredibly delicious, and hard to find anywhere else in the world?"

"Ah? Yes!" Ling Chi understood immediately. It must be the advertising and promotion he did after killing someone at the Liu residence that had worked. This young lady had come to have dinner with him.

"What would you like to eat, sister? Besides guokui and jianbing, I can make anything else well. I can cook anything." Ling Chi rolled up her sleeves, ready to show off her skills, when she suddenly remembered something and said with an embarrassed look, "Uh," she said.

The woman in red chuckled softly, hiding her face behind her sleeve, revealing only her beautiful, crescent-shaped eyes.

"You'll make whatever I want to eat?" the woman in red asked with a smile.

"I can cook anything that isn't too obscure," Ling Chi said confidently of her culinary skills.

He can now cook at least eight thousand dishes, if not ten thousand. Although most of them are ordinary dishes that are not graded, with his top-level white-grade culinary skills, even these dishes can be made to taste like ordinary white-grade dishes. The only difference is that they cannot induce hallucinations.

"Alright." The woman in red nodded and then soared into the sky.

"Huh?" Ling Chi exclaimed anxiously, "Sister, where are you going!?"

"Wait for me to come back." The woman in red turned around in mid-air, smiled, left these words, and then leaped away.

"Sister, your lightness skill is truly amazing," Ling Chi exclaimed in admiration, while simultaneously trying to guess the identity of the woman in red.

Judging from the character traits of the characters in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, this woman... uh? ??

Could it be Dongfang Bubai?!

But that doesn't make sense! Isn't Dongfang Bubai a man?!

Could it be Yu Zheng's "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer"?

But it doesn't look like it!

This young lady is much prettier than Chen Qiaoen. She is stunningly beautiful even without makeup, and she is the most domineering and beautiful young lady he has ever seen.

But it's hard to say, because Yue Buqun, Linghu Chong, and others are not exactly the same as the characters in the various versions he has seen.

This is interesting; it seems the story took a turn after he thwarted the Songshan Sect's conspiracy.

Who exactly is this lady in red? Ling Chi was very interested.

Thinking of the lady in red, Ling Chi lost all interest in cooking. He sat on the large rock outside the cave, waiting and waiting, until Linghu Chong came to get dinner. Only then did he put aside his fantasies and make enough noodles for a dozen people for Linghu Chong to take away. Afterwards, he continued to sit on the large rock, his hands supporting his chin, looking like a lovesick young man in the throes of first love.

As darkness fell, the mosquitoes swarmed around.

Ling Chi sighed, "It seems that Miss won't be coming today."

He got up and went back to the cave, lit a fire for light, and covered the small fire with some wood chips that was about to burn out. He used the embers of the small fire to burn the wood chips until they smoked but didn't go out, which effectively drove away mosquitoes.

Many people think that life in the wild is romantic, but you'll know how romantic it is once you get bitten by mosquitoes.

Although Ling Chi had the Chef God Space to hide in, it was the rainy season, and mosquitoes were everywhere, making it impossible to avoid them. He had been bitten by mosquitoes countless times during this period. After suffering many bites, he learned to use sawdust to repel mosquitoes.

As more and more white smoke billowed out, the mosquitoes inside the cave buzzed and flew out of the cave. Before long, the cave was quiet.

While the mosquitoes were being driven away, Lingchi steamed a pot of red bean buns.

Over the past three months, Lingchi has steamed no fewer than ten batches of red bean buns. Whenever she feels a little tired or down, she eats a couple, and before she knows it, she's eaten too many.

There are only about thirty red bean buns left in Chef's Space. If we don't prepare more, we'll run out of stock.

……

"Ding, red bean bun, 100% complete, perfect."

That's for sure.

Ling Chi hummed a little tune as she put the red bean buns into the Chef God Space and began steaming the second batch.

A pot of red bean buns contains over fifty, enough to last only about ten days. Since I'm currently thinking about my girlfriend and have no time to practice my cooking, I might as well steam a lot more. Making efficient use of time has always been one of his strengths.

When the second pot was halfway through steaming, a whooshing sound was heard outside the cave.

Ling Chi turned his head and saw a young lady in red standing at the entrance of the cave, smiling at him.

Ling Chi was both surprised and delighted, and quickly stood up: "Sister, you've come."

The young woman in red smiled slightly and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, red bean buns." Ling Chi chuckled. "They'll be ready soon. Sister, have a taste later, they're delicious."

The young woman in red smiled and nodded, then stepped into the cave.

Ling Chi greeted her with a smile, but suddenly his face froze. Looking at the 'thing' the young lady in red was dragging in, he swallowed hard and asked, "Sister, what's this?"

"You think you can do everything!" The young woman in red had a sly look in her eyes as she threw the 'thing' she had dragged in at his feet. "I want to eat its meat now."

This thing is as big as a cow, with fur that is dark yellow with some white and black stripes, and a "king" character on its forehead.

"..." Ling Chi's forehead was sweating: Sister, do you know that what you want to eat is a Class I protected animal in China? Eating it is illegal.

Although he has a simple white recipe for tiger bone wine, it's actually made with deer bones. Otherwise, where would he get so many tiger bones to make wine?

If it really is liquor infused with tiger bones, it must be at least a top-grade white liquor!

The fact that he hasn't yet revealed the real tiger bone wine is proof of this.

"What's wrong?" The young woman in red covered her mouth with her sleeve, her eyes smiling. "Don't you know how to do it?"

"Uh, well..." Ling Chi felt it was necessary to correct the young lady's misconception.

His expression hardened, and he said, "Sister, don't you know that the meat of wild beasts is fishy, ​​tough, and unpalatable?"

So what? Now that you know animal meat tastes bad, you don't want to eat it anymore, right?

I'm such a clever little devil.

"I know!" The young woman in red still only showed her crescent-shaped eyes: "But you say you'll do anything in front of me, so of course I have to test you."

"..."

"Looks like I failed the test..." The smile in the red-clad young lady's eyes gradually disappeared.

"Sister!" Ling Chi's eyes sharpened, and she said in a deep voice, "No one can question my cooking skills! No one!"

After saying this, Ling Chi lit a torch, grabbed a kitchen knife, and finally grabbed the dead tiger by the scruff of its neck, dragging it out of the cave.

Ling Chi's gaze startled the woman in red. Seeing his actions and astonished by his strength, she couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?"

"Open up the belly, peel off the skin and remove the bones." Ling Chi turned to look at her: "Even if you're my sister, you can't question my cooking skills!"

"..."

A few minutes later, Ling Chi hurriedly returned.

"I almost forgot, I'm still steaming red bean buns!" Ling Chi took out the steamed red bean buns, but because she hadn't been watching the heat, the buns were only 87% complete.

He shook his head helplessly.

Fortunately, I passed the test in the end.

In front of the lady in red, Ling Chi didn't dare put the red bean buns into the Chef God's Space, so she placed them on the lid and covered them with a cloth.

Just as he was about to go out, he saw the young lady in red sitting on a round stool looking at him.

"..."

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Chrysanthemum Tightens

After thinking for a moment, Ling Chi placed a tray of red bean buns on the dining table and said with a smile, "Sister, have some red bean buns first. I'll be back in a little while."

"..." The young woman in red covered her mouth with her sleeve, her eyes smiling: "Okay."

"Then I'll go, and I'll be back to keep my sister company in a little while." Ling Chi went out happily.

The woman in red did not eat the red bean bun immediately, but instead wandered around inside the cave.

"It's quite clean." The woman in red smiled as she looked around the cave, which was mostly filled with stoves, flour, millet, and the like. The only thing that could prove she was a martial arts expert was the sword standing next to the straw mat.

She casually picked up the longsword and drew it. Looking at its quality, the woman in red shook her head and put it back.

After circling around, the woman in red returned to the dining table and sat down.

Looking at the still steaming red bean buns, I smiled slightly, picked one up, and tasted it.

"Hmm?" The woman in red pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Indeed, quite remarkable. No wonder you're so arrogant."

……

Half an hour later, Ling Chi returned with the dismembered tiger meat.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, sister."

Dealing with tigers is not only physically demanding, but also physically demanding. Ling Chi dealt with the tiger alone in the dark, and was already covered in sweat, so his body inevitably smelled rather unpleasant.

The young woman in red frowned slightly, then nodded: "Is it all taken care of?"

"It's only dismembered. If you want to eat tiger meat, there are still a few steps to go through." Ling Chi wiped the sweat from his face, smiled, and said, "If you're hungry, sister, have a few red bean buns to tide you over. It will take me about two more hours."

"Two hours?" The woman in red was slightly taken aback, but seeing that Ling Chi's expression was unchanged, she nodded: "Okay."

"Oh, right." As Ling Chi was preparing to marinate the tiger meat, she suddenly remembered something, coughed lightly, and said, "Sister, could you give me the tiger bones?"

"Tiger bone?" The woman in red looked at him, and seeing his evasive gaze, she seemed to have thought of something. She covered her mouth with her sleeve, her eyes smiling, "Alright, I'll give it to you."

"Cough, don't misunderstand, I'm using it to make medicinal wine." Ling Chi quickly explained, "Tiger bone wine is very nourishing."

"I know." The woman in red smiled even more broadly.

"..." It's not what you think!

Seeing Ling Chi's lifeless expression, the woman in red covered her face with her sleeve, her shoulders twitching.

……

After marinating for an hour and a half, Ling Chi took out the tiger meat, placed it on the cutting board, and began to cut it into pieces.

After cutting the meat into pieces, I shaved some thick wooden skewers and skewered the meat pieces together.