Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

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"I'm full." The young lady in red wiped the sweat from her face and neck with her embroidered handkerchief, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled, "This is the first time I've eaten so comfortably."

"I'm glad Sister Hong is satisfied." Looking at the table full of empty plates, Ling Chi's lips twitched: Sister Hong's appetite is still astonishing.

The young woman in red smiled slightly, wiped her mouth, and said, "Aren't you going to ask me what I'd like to order?"

"You will answer me?" Ling Chi looked at her, her eyes still glistening with tears from the spiciness, making her look somewhat pitiful.

The young woman in red smiled and said, "How will you know if you don't try?"

"Then should I ask?"

"Ask away!"

Seeing that her expression didn't seem fake, Ling Chi organized his thoughts and asked, "Did Sister Hong go to America?"

Upon hearing this question, the young woman in red smiled slightly and nodded, saying, "It's obvious."

really!

Ling Chi took a deep breath and said, "I didn't expect Sister Hong to be someone from the imperial court."

"There are many things in this world that you can't imagine." The young woman in red put away her embroidered handkerchief and smiled. "For example, I can't imagine how you know the shape of the world, or what high-yield crops the Americas have?"

Faced with her question, Ling Chi remained silent for a moment before saying, "This is my secret, I can't tell you."

The young woman in red looked at him and nodded: "Okay, I won't ask."

He paused for a moment, then said, "But can you tell me where you're from?"

"..."

"Before coming to Huashan Town, your past as siblings was completely blank. The imperial court investigated for a year but couldn't find any trace of your existence." The young woman in red looked at him and said, "Can you tell me, who are you?"

Ling Chi was silent for a moment, then said, "I can only say that Shuang'er and I depend on each other for survival. We just want to live peacefully and have no intention of harming the court."

The young woman in red nodded: "I believe you."

“So our past doesn’t matter, does it?” Ling Chi said.

Their eyes met, and the young woman in red saw determination in his eyes.

It seems we won't get any more information out of them.

"It's not important." The young woman in red nodded.

Seeing Ling Chi breathe a sigh of relief, the young lady in red smiled faintly: "I can tell that you only want to be a cook."

"..."

"That's good." The young woman in red chuckled. "It's better than those violent, bloodthirsty martial arts practitioners."

"..."

Ling Chi realized she couldn't let herself be led by the nose any longer, and asked in return, "Sister Hong, what official position do you hold in the imperial court?"

Seeing that Ling Chi had forcefully taken back the initiative, the woman in red smiled faintly: "What do you think?"

Again?

This time, Ling Chi stood firm: "I don't think the court will let an ordinary woman become an official, even if her father is a high-ranking official."

"Oh?" A different meaning appeared in the young woman's eyes. "So?"

"So..." Ling Chi's mouth was a little dry as he uttered an identity that even he himself couldn't believe: "Sister Hong, you are... a princess of the current dynasty?"

Chapter Thirty-Six Equivalent Exchange

A princess of the reigning emperor could be his sister or his daughter. But neither of them were women that Ling Chi, a cook, could even dream of.

The young woman in red looked at him and said in a gentle tone, "Do you understand why I said 'Don't have any improper thoughts' that day?"

Although she didn't say she was a princess, the meaning behind her words was quite clear.

"I understand." Ling Chi understood and felt relieved. They were from different worlds to begin with, so why create trouble for themselves?

A smile returned to her face: "Sister Hong doesn't dislike me."

"..." The young woman in red chuckled softly, "You really are extraordinary."

“If I were like anyone else, Sister Hong would probably just look down on me!” Ling Chi laughed. “I never imagined that Sister Hong would actually be a princess of the current dynasty.” He paused, then looked directly into her eyes: “May I ask which princess Sister Hong is?”

The young woman in red smiled faintly and shook her head, saying, "It's enough that you know I'm a princess; it doesn't matter which one."

"That's true." Ling Chi nodded, then asked, still somewhat unwilling to give up, "What's your name? Can you tell me?"

The young woman in red looked at him and saw the longing in his eyes, and her heart softened: "Zhu Fei, the Fei as in crimson."

"Zhu Fei, Zhu Fei..." Ling Chi silently repeated it a few times, then smiled happily: "I've remembered it."

Zhu Fei glanced at him and asked, "Is Ling Chi your real name?"

“Absolutely true.” Ling Chi nodded and explained, “It’s the ‘Chi’ in ‘pond water’, not the ‘Chi’ in ‘late’.”

Zhu Fei covered her mouth with her sleeve, her eyes smiling, and said, "I understand."

……

"Sister Hong, why did you come to see me that day?" After cleaning the table and brewing a pot of hot tea, Ling Chi asked as she poured the tea.

Although he knew Zhu Fei's real name, he was already used to calling her Sister Hong.

Zhu Fei didn't correct her, sipping her hot tea in small sips. This tea was the tribute tea she had brought, and she only drank tribute tea.

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard has found the maps and illustrations you gave to those maritime merchants." Zhu Fei smiled faintly: "I am the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard."

"I see." Ling Chi suddenly realized, and was also somewhat surprised: "I didn't expect the Emperor to entrust the Embroidered Uniform Guard to Sister Hong. It seems that the Emperor values ​​Sister Hong very much."

Zhu Fei smiled slightly, but remained silent.

Ling Chi didn't press the matter, and said, "So, Sister Hong came to see me to see what kind of person I am, and then decide how to treat me?"

Zhu Fei nodded: "You are very smart."

"It's alright!" Ling Chi took a sip of tea. As expected of tribute tea, it had an unforgettable aftertaste.

"After that, did Sister Hong go out to sea?"

Zhu Fei nodded.

"It's too dangerous!" Although he was sitting there unharmed, he was still very worried and earnestly advised, "Don't go there again. There's a risk of capsizing at any time."

Zhu Fei chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Zheng He's treasure ships from our Great Ming Dynasty are enough to roam the four seas."

That domineering aura of "Though the world is vast, who else but me can conquer it?" left Ling Chi speechless.

He hesitated, wondering whether he should tell her about aircraft carriers from later generations.

Compared to aircraft carriers, Zheng He's treasure ships seem... uh? How big were Zheng He's treasure ships again?

Seeing Ling Chi's question, Zhu Fei's pride became even more evident: "Thirty-five zhang long and thirteen zhang wide!"

Yes, 30 feet and 10 meters, 35 feet long is 116.6 meters, and 13 feet wide is 43.3 meters.

How big was the first domestically built aircraft carrier again...?

It seems to be over 300 meters long, right?

"..."

Seeing Zhu Fei's barely suppressed pride...

Ling Chi scratched his head.

I think I'd better not tell her!

"You don't seem surprised?" Zhu Fei frowned.

"Huh? No, I'm surprised." Ling Chi looked 'shocked'.

Zhu Fei: "..."

"Speaking of which, Sister Hong, how did you train your martial arts?" Ling Chi quickly made tea for the big boss: "When I first saw Sister Hong, she was like a lightning bolt, I thought I was seeing a ghost!"

"..."

Zhu Fei shook her head helplessly and said, "I naturally cultivate by reading the books stored in the palace."

"Are there many martial arts manuals in the palace?" Ling Chi asked curiously.

"These were all collected by the founding emperor back then," Zhu Fei said calmly.

Emperor Taizu of Ming, Zhu Yuanzhang.

Ling Chi understood.

Leaving aside the historical Zhu Yuanzhang, the Zhu Taizu in Jin Yong's novels was able to establish the vast Ming Dynasty with the help of the Ming Cult.

However, after Zhu Taizu ascended the throne, he continued to suppress the martial arts sects. Under his suppression, the once powerful sects were basically in a state of near death. This caused the Shaolin and Wudang sects, the leading figures in the martial arts world, to fall into disarray, while the Five Mountains Sword Sect, which was like a monkey ruling the mountain when the tiger was away, was jumping around in all directions.

Ignorance is bliss.

"What's the name of the light-body skill that Sister Hong practices?" Ling Chi asked.

Zhu Fei looked at him and smiled slightly: "Want to learn?"

"Uh..." Ling Chi scratched his head: "I was just curious and asked casually. But if Sister Hong wants to teach me, I will definitely learn."

Zhu Fei pointed at him and laughed, scolding, "You little rascal."

He paused for a moment, then said, "My lightness skill is called the 'Flying Catkins and Light Smoke Skill,' which was the unique lightness skill of Wei Yixiao, the Green-Winged Bat King of the Ming Cult. I remember it as flying catkins and goose feathers, no longer the black hair or horse tail hanging down. It moves like a bat, and is like a ghost, coming and going without a trace, drifting everywhere."

"So it was Wei Fuwang's unique lightness skill, no wonder." Ling Chi suddenly realized.

I remember that Jin Yong himself admitted that Wei Yixiao was the character with the best lightness skill in his works.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Wei Yixiao's lightness skill is the strongest; it only shows that he is exceptionally talented and can easily reach a very high level no matter what kind of lightness skill he practices.

Similar to Usain Bolt, the 100-meter sprinter.

Talent is something that can't be compensated for by hard work.

However, judging from Zhu Fei's ghostly speed, she must be a gifted monster.

"It seems you also know Wei Yixiao." Zhu Fei said with a half-smile.