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Most of them were diners who had saved money for a long time and wanted to try the restaurant's top-notch delicacies. At this moment, they looked at Bai Yuan with strange eyes.

The atmosphere suddenly became depressing.

Chapter 59: Misunderstanding? Master of soup making, master of all kinds of medicine

"Bai Yuan? Why are you here? Are you the ones who made such a big noise just now?"

While waiting, a familiar voice sounded not far away. Turning around, Bai Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, saying that this world is really small.

The person who came was Li Wanwan, accompanied by three girls, among whom was Hojo Midori, who was looking at him with a strange expression.

"Well, this restaurant is really a bit of a bully. It uses dishes made by third-rate chefs and sells them at the price of special dishes. It must be punished."

Bai Yuan briefly explained the reason. He didn't want to come across as arrogant and domineering in front of Li Wanwan.

He always thought that the scenes in some TV dramas where friends misunderstand each other and never explain to each other, were stupid and typical of those who can't speak.

"Dishes from a third-rate chef? That's unlikely!? I've been to this restaurant many times, and the food is always good. You can't be unaccustomed to the taste here, right?"

Bai Yuan's words made Li Wanwan confused. Thinking that he had just returned from Denmark and might not be used to the local food, she spoke up to make up for him.

"I'm sure it's the food that's not good, not that I can't get used to the taste here."

Shaking his head, Bai Yuan said affirmatively that it was not the first time he had eaten this dish. He had eaten it dozens of times before traveling through time, but this was the first time he met someone who could make boiled chicken like this!

"You can't get used to the taste here..."

"Just try it and you'll know whose problem it is!"

Li Wanwan frowned, and the others behind her also looked puzzled, but at this moment, Hojo Midori stepped forward, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and expressed her thoughts.

A piece of boiled chicken was dipped in sauce and then put into the mouth to taste. Hojo Miyoko frowned slightly and then stood behind Bai Yuan.

"Sister Wanwan, the boiled chicken was cooked too long. Although it took no more than a minute, it is a major mistake for a dish."

"Overcooked? Let me try..."

As they were talking, Li Wanwan and several girls behind her came over and looked at the plate of boiled chicken in front of them with different expressions on their faces.

"I understand why you're so angry. If someone dares to fool me with this kind of food, I'll definitely want to smash his store!"

A tall-figured girl wearing a cross-hatch tube top and hip-hugging short skirt said angrily, wrapping the boiled chicken in her mouth with a napkin and spitting it out.

"I don't even need to taste it. This thing doesn't look up to standard. There's no blood in the bones, and the meat must be old and sticky."

Another girl, who was wearing a white T-shirt, shorts, flip-flops and looked lazy and lazy, said that she was a local.

"Don't worry, all these restaurants belong to me. I'll ask him to apologize to you. If he doesn't apologize, I'll raise their rent!

By the way, I haven’t introduced myself yet. My name is Wang Wanqing, you can call me Sister Wanqing. When you are in Guangzhou, just say my name and I will protect you! "

Wang Wanqing said in a domineering manner that since Bai Yuan and Li Wanwan knew each other, she would naturally give him some face because she loved him. What's more, Bai Yuan was very handsome and people would like him at first sight.

Men like beautiful women, and why don’t women like handsome men?

"Could it be that they are treating people differently? The dishes in our private room are all top-notch, but when we get outside, they serve low-quality dishes that are neither good nor bad!"

"If this is really a restaurant that only serves customers based on their taste, then it'd be better if it closes down sooner rather than later! It really doesn't have the demeanor of a chef at all!"

Li Wanwan knocked on the table in dissatisfaction, and at the same time, there was a noise from the kitchen. A man in his thirties wearing a chef's hat came out, his face full of impatience.

"Who's looking for trouble here? Are you dissatisfied with the food I cooked?!"

The man was very aggressive and immediately targeted several girls, questioning them in an arrogant and domineering manner.

Because he came in a hurry, he did not ask the waiter who was condemning him, but he was not wrong to yell at them, after all, they had just formed a united front with Bai Yuan.

"Which of this clay pot rice and white-cut chicken did you make? Or did you make both?"

Looking at the man in front of him who was constantly shouting, Bai Yuan asked with a wry smile, and at the same time silently took two steps forward and stood in front of the girl.

Meeting Li Wanwan here was indeed a little unexpected for him, but, so what? He would not miss a word of what he had to say!

Although the other party is likely to injure people violently, with his current strength, it is absolutely impossible for him to let such a thing happen, so there is no safety hazard.

"Of course! I made both!

What I cook is the most authentic Cantonese cuisine, no one else can make it!

Apart from this restaurant, you can’t eat such authentic Cantonese cuisine anywhere else in Guangzhou! You can be happy that you can eat it here today! "

The man put his hands on his hips, looking fearless and arrogant. The people at the scene frowned and felt powerless as if they were arguing with a fool.

You call this stuff authentic?

Form a province of your own.

For a moment, I didn't know whether he was really stupid or just pretending to be crazy to evade responsibility. After all, there are all kinds of birds in the forest.

"It's really funny. If a guy like you is worthy of being called the most authentic Cantonese chef? I think this restaurant is doomed!"

The surging internal force gushed out from the palm of his hand, directly sucking several dishes on the table into the palm of his hand, and then throwing them towards the man's face.

In an instant, a layer of yellow oil stains appeared on the white chef's uniform.

"How dare you throw food at me?"

Looking at the ruined chef's uniform, anger flashed across the man's face. Just as he was about to take action, Bai Yuan subdued him and kicked him to the ground.

"I will pay for this, provided that you finish all the food for me, and don't leave any left. Otherwise, I don't mind breaking your hands and feet."

Bai Yuan rarely showed his fierce side, mainly because he was somewhat irritated by the man's shameless words. Allowing such a person to be in the kitchen was simply an insult to the profession of chef!

Originally, if the other party was willing to apologize and admit his mistake, the matter would have been over.

But now, this guy not only refuses to apologize but is also being stubborn here, even trying to elevate himself by belittling other Guangzhou chefs. Things are not simple anymore!

"This is the first time I've seen someone like you in all the years I've been a chef."

Bai Yuan said coldly, doesn’t he know whether the food is delicious or not?

How dare he call the cooked poached chicken authentic? If the Cantonese people knew about this, I’m sure they would drown him with their spit!

"Go get the chef of your restaurant. He is no longer fit to handle this matter."

Suddenly, a low and majestic voice came from behind Bai Yuan. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found that the person speaking was an old man.

"it is good..."

The waiter nodded in response. Although he didn't know who the visitor was, his voice seemed to have a magical power that made people subconsciously not want to disobey.

"Master Baiyao! Why are you here?"

Looking at the old man in front of her, Li Wanwan frowned and thought for a moment, then shouted in surprise.

"Master of Hundred Medicines? Could it be the one who is known as the soup-making master in Guangzhou, whose soups are not only extremely delicious, but can also cure all kinds of diseases in the world?!"

Hearing Li Wanwan's voice, Wang Wanqing also exclaimed in surprise. She looked at the old man in front of her with burning eyes, and her breathing became rapid.

It is said that the soup cooked by Master Baiyao is a light-level dish! Moreover, he himself started as a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and can use food tonic methods to help people cure diseases while enjoying delicious food.

"Master Baiyao travels among the people all year round and cannot bear to see the suffering of the people. When he sees a sick person, he will take the initiative to buy food ingredients and make medicine for them.

Afterwards, he not only did not ask for a penny, but also took the initiative to leave his secret recipe for making soup. Many soups on the market today were developed by Master Baiyao, so he is very popular among Guangzhou residents. "

"What he was wearing was a piece of cloth from more than a hundred households, made by villagers with exquisite craftsmanship! It has the magical effect of warding off disasters and evil spirits, and turning misfortune into good fortune."

Around, when people heard the title of Master of Hundred Medicines, they immediately reacted.

The patched clothes were not rags, but clothes for all people that were spontaneously sewn for him by the people!

“Not only that, Master Baiyao is also one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Guangdong Chefs Association and is known as the living fossil of Guangdong Province!

It is said that he is already 96 years old this year, but when I saw him today, he looked no different from a 60-year-old man! "

Hearing that the old man in front of them might be a famous master of all kinds of medicines, everyone at the scene gathered around him one after another, with looks of respect on their faces.

An old man like this, who is dedicated to helping the world and has the world in his heart, is loved wherever he goes. Those who originally looked down on his dress now wished they could slap themselves in the face.

In Guangzhou, if anyone dared to speak ill of Master Baiyao, his parents would be the first to clean up the family without anyone else having to do anything.

Although the fabric for his clothes only came from a hundred households, over the years, Master Baiyao has saved more than a hundred people by making medicinal soups.

For some people who cannot be saved by hospitals, Master Baiyao can use medicinal food and soup to turn decayed things into miracles and save people from the hands of the King of Hell.

After reaching this point, they are even unwilling to charge for medical treatment and only charge for raw materials, which perfectly demonstrates the term "no desires and no demands"!

Such people would even be called saints in ancient times, with monuments and temples erected for them, and future generations would write biographies for them, and they would be worshipped for all eternity.

Bai Yuan was also a little numb at this moment, and his mouth twitched as he stood there. He originally thought that this guy was at most a retired and poor chef, but now it seems that he has a very powerful background...

"What happened? Why are you all gathered here?"

"Brother-in-law, save me!"

A powerful voice came from not far away. The 30-year-old man who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead and was constantly exploding in front of him, now seemed to have found a savior and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Be honest, this has nothing to do with you."

Bai Yuan cursed in a low voice, then looked at the old man in plain clothes, or should he call him the Master of Hundred Medicines, waiting for him to say something.

“Yisheng, what are you doing here?

This distinguished guest, could you please lift your feet first? Let's move a chair and sit down to talk slowly. There's no need to be so angry."

Looking at the foot stepping on his brother-in-law's chest, Marvin felt refreshed and relieved, but also a little overwhelmed.

My brother-in-law was stepped on in his own restaurant, and his wife will probably make trouble with him again when he gets home.

As for what happened, Marvin already had a guess in his mind. This was not the first time this happened, but it had never been as serious as today.

I'm afraid I've hit a wall this time.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the money is in place, most customers will choose to keep quiet, but... this guy can really cause trouble for him!

He clearly has no talent for being a chef, but he has the wild idea that his cooking skills are amazing. After failing so many times, he should have figured it out long ago.

Sometimes I really wonder if he has a screw loose in his head. He won't listen to anything I say and just keeps being stubborn. How come he is just like his sister...

"You are really capable. You actually have the guts to keep such a person in the kitchen. Don't you know that a single rotten apple spoils the whole barrel?"

A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Marvin, who was thinking about how to solve the problem, was struck by lightning. He then turned his head stiffly and saw the person he had been thinking about.

"teacher..."

Marvin shouted awkwardly. He had imagined many reunion scenes, but he never thought it would be under such circumstances.

"teacher?!"

Everyone at the scene couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. They obviously didn't expect that the head chef of the "Tianfu" restaurant was the apprentice of Master Baiyao. Was this considered an accidental injury to friendly forces?

"Don't call me teacher. I'm not qualified to do that. I don't remember ever teaching you to do that. You can play tricks on customers like this."

Master Baiyao said with a little anger that it was precisely because this was his apprentice's restaurant that he was so angry.

Although he only taught Marvin some skills in making soup, and the soup he made did not disappoint him, today, he wanted to teach him a little bit about how to be a good person.

"I'm sorry, teacher. He's my brother-in-law. If I don't let him come here to work, I'm afraid my family will be in turmoil. And I actually only gave him some work like washing dishes and cutting vegetables. I never planned to let him cook. What happened today was completely an accident!"

Marven's forehead was covered with sweat and he explained very quickly. He naturally knew his brother-in-law's ability, so he never thought of letting him take charge of cooking.

However, this guy always took advantage of his rest time, relying on his status as his brother-in-law, to go to the corner of the kitchen, occupy a cooking table and start cooking.

Some new waiters were not aware of the situation and because there were too many customers, they were so busy that they served the wrong dishes.

Or maybe he actually did it on purpose and deliberately put the food at the serving port. This was not the first time such a thing had happened, but the impact was not big, so he did not pay much attention to it.

"Accident? Seeing how skilled he is, his arrogant face, and his fearless attitude, I guess you must have covered up for him behind his back.

If it wasn't me who came today, would I have to repeat the same steps as before? Give money, cover my mouth, and then act as if nothing happened.

Or maybe you could just threaten me directly and show off your power as a three-star chef?"

Master Baiyao saw through it very clearly and said that there is a saying that big restaurants bully their customers. In a restaurant as big as the "Tianfu" restaurant, it must be very easy to cover someone's mouth.

He didn't believe that after such a long time, there wouldn't be someone who was unwilling to accept the benefits and insisted on spreading the news.

However, there are no bad rumors about Tianfu Restaurant in the chef community.

"I dare not, I dare not..."

Hearing Master Baiyao's words, Ma Wen waved his hands repeatedly and said he didn't dare. He lowered his head and was scolded like a grandson.