2481: C2481 Retaliation

C2481 Retaliation

"Are you for real?"

Gong Qianye, Lei Suyi, the old man, and the thirty year old man revealed a surprised expression and said.

Yang Liefeng said with a smile on his face, "Of course it's true."

"Since that's the case, why did you still use such a method to get rid of our thoughts of seizing the blazing bird?"

It had to be said that the old man was indeed an experienced person, and it was obvious now that the reason why Yang Liefeng roasted the beef in the sauce and then cooked for them to eat, was so that they would give up on the idea of seizing the Raging Inferno Flying Bird. However, the prerequisite for this was that Yang Liefeng was not willing to sacrifice the Raging Inferno Flying Bird to obtain the antidote, and since Yang Liefeng did not need the antidote, why would he do such a thing?

The old man admitted that he was a veteran, but in that moment, he also could not understand Yang Liefeng's intentions.

Gong Qianye, Lei Susu Yi, a middle-aged man in his thirties, upon hearing the old man's question, came to his senses. A confused look appeared on his face, and he looked at Yang Liefeng with an inquiring look.

Yang Liefeng's eyes were full of playfulness and his lips curved into a sinister smile, and said: "Because, this young master wants to take revenge on you!"

"Take revenge on us?"

When the old man and the middle-aged man heard this, they were stunned and puzzled.

"Take revenge on them?"

Gong Qianye and Lei Susu also did not understand why they wanted to make delicious food for the two of them in order to take revenge on them.

His face changed instantly as he stared at Yang Liefeng. Gritting his teeth, he said: "What a good kid, what a vicious mind, and such a ruthless method!"

"Generally speaking, he is the third strongest in the world."

Yang Liefeng arrogantly smiled and teased.

"Master, what did he take revenge on us?" Master, what did he take revenge on us? The middle-aged man in his thirties still had a bewildered expression as he asked the old man in confusion.

The old man's face was gloomy as he cursed, "Pig brains, I don't know anything about that. I usually tell you to eat less pig brains, but you don't listen. You keep eating secretly, it's so infuriating!"

"Sorry master, I really like eating pig brains. I never expected that the food would turn into pig brains." The thirty year old man said weakly in shame.

I understand now. You guys are so picky with your words, but after eating the food made by Little Brother Piercing Wind, you guys find it hard to swallow the rest of your food. If this goes on for too long, you guys might die from the pain.

The clever Gong Qianye, after thinking for a moment, finally understood, and spoke while laughing gleefully.

"Haha, so that's how it is!" When Lei Suyi heard this, she could not help but laugh out loud.

"That's right, why didn't I think of that? Master, it's going to be troublesome now!" The thirty year old man's expression immediately changed as he said to the old man with a bitter expression.

The old man also had a bitter face as he said gloomily: "I never thought that after so many decades of dominating the world, this old man would be tricked by a young person today. This is such a great shame and humiliation!"

"Sister Qian Ye, Su Yi, let's go." Yang Liefeng laughed playfully.

"Alright." Gong Qianye and Lei Suyi said with a face full of schadenfreude.

Soon after, Yang Liefeng, Gong Qianye and Lei Suyi left the kitchen.

After the two of them left, the old man's expression became even more gloomy. His frown was difficult to relax.

The man in his thirties also frowned. However, his gaze was quickly attracted by the plate of Western Gourd meat. His throat rolled and he swallowed his saliva as he smiled bitterly: "Master, the plate of Western Gourd meat is still there."

Hearing this, the old man glared at the man in his thirties and said, "You only know how to eat!"

"Isn't eating the most important thing for us Gourmet?" The man in the thirties scratched the back of his head, feeling wronged after being scolded. He asked with a bit of confusion.

When the old man heard this, he seemed to be touched by the train of thought. His gaze shifted slightly as he rushed to the side and picked up his chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat.

When the man in his thirties saw this, he revealed a look of disdain. Just now, he said he knew how to eat, but in the next instant, he had already started eating.

The old man took a bite of the Western Gourd Fried Meat and said, "It's not bad, I still feel that it's delicious. I thought that after eating the coiling dragon, it would be hard to eat any more food."

"Let me try." The man in the thirties quickly walked to the dining plate, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and put it in his mouth. After tasting it, he nodded and said with satisfaction, "Although it's not as delicious as before, it's still very delicious."

"It's too difficult to find someone to make a delicacy comparable to a coiling dragon. But, stir-fry the zucchini shouldn't be too big of a problem, right?" The old man's eyes slightly moved as he softly muttered.

I think that there's a big problem here. Although it looks simple, it's very difficult to make this kind of delicacy, and in these years, Master and I have traveled the entire river, north and south, and eaten all kinds of delicacies, and also ate a lot of rare treasures, but there's not a single dish that can compare to this simple Western Gourd Fried Meat. It means that the young man's culinary skills are very high, rarely seen in the secular world. The thirty year old man frowned.

The old man's face darkened when he heard this. With a worried expression, he said, "What should we do now? Don't tell me the heavens are going to destroy my Cai Zhaoxiang?"

"Master, can we beg that youth to pass his culinary skills on to us?" The man asked after thinking for a while.

Innocent, let's not talk about the fact that he would definitely not agree. Even if he agrees, do you think that this level of culinary arts can be learned just by using light? This requires talent, and furthermore, it requires talent. The old man glanced at the man in the thirties and sneered.

"Then what do we do? We've never eaten a dish cooked by this young man, so we can forget about it. After eating the dishes cooked by him, we can then eat other dishes. I'm afraid they taste like wax and are hard to swallow!" The thirty year old man said with a worried expression.

"The most important thing is that if we eat anything else it will be an insult to our Gourmet's identity. As outstanding Gourmet, the first step is to never eat anything you don't think it's edible." The old man frowned.

"How about we hire that youth to be our personal chef at a high price. Master, what do you think?" The man in his thirties thought for a while before he suddenly thought of an idea. His eyes lit up as he said to the old man.

Hearing that, the old man's gaze towards the man in his thirties was filled with contempt, and he said: "This brain of yours, is truly like a pig's brain now. Didn't you think that since he's the Nine Star Martial King with boundless potential, why would he become our personal chef? Not to mention other things, even if his results were not too outstanding in this year's Heaven's Pride Emperor Trials, there will still be many sects willing to extend their olive branches to him. At that time, he will transform into a disciple that will be groomed by the large sects to the best of his ability, unless he has the same brains as you, otherwise, he will absolutely not agree to be our personal chef. "

"What's more, you and I can't give him anything."

"Since he is unable to achieve good results, why does a large sect still want to extend an olive branch to him?" Why would a large sect train him so hard? "

The thirty year old man asked in confusion.

"You ?" Hearing this, the old man was so angry that his face turned red. He slapped his forehead with his palm, pointed at the head of a man in his thirties, and said while holding his breath: "August, August, if one day my master dies, I will be angered to death by you!"

"Why is that so, Master? This disciple only asked a single question, is there a need for you to be angry? " The thirty year old man asked weakly.

"How old is he? He's only twenty! What's your cultivation level?" The old man took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said to the man in his thirties.

"Let me think." The thirty year old man touched the back of his head, thought for a while and said, "When I was twenty, I think I was at Eight Star Martial King. At our place, everyone praised my high cultivation talent!"

"That's right, your talent in cultivation can be considered to be high, but your talent was high for half a day. When you were twenty, Eight Star Martial King was already twenty, and that person had such a terrifying talent for cultivation, moreover, he's so young, think about it, what kind of sect wouldn't be willing to nurture him even if he couldn't achieve a good result in this year's Emperor's Pride Selection?"

"You have to know, as long as he does not break through to Martial King, he can participate in fifteen years of the Heaven's Pride Emperor Selection!" The old man said while hating his disciple for not having any brains.

"Tch, this kid's potential is indeed quite terrifying." After thinking about it carefully, the man in his thirties could not help but let out a breath of cold air as he spoke with a shudder.

"Do you think that someone like him would agree to become our professional chef, other than having the same thoughts as you?" the old man asked snappily.

The man in the thirties rubbed the back of his head, and said with a bitter face, "If that's the case, he probably won't agree. Then, Master, is there really no other way to keep him cooking for us?"

"It's not that there's no solution, it's just that..." The old man wanted to speak but hesitated.

"But what? Master, what's your plan? " When the man in his thirties heard this, he became more spirited and quickly asked.

The old man's face hardened. "Unless he's willing to become a Gourmet like us and become his teacher, then he'll be able to stay by our side. And because he's my second disciple and your junior brother, he's the smallest in seniority. Whatever we tell him to do, he must do."

"If we let him cook for us, he wouldn't be able to make us crouching tigers. If we let him cook roasted flaming birds for us, he wouldn't be able to cook fried meat from Western Gourd for us."

"Think about it, what kind of life is this?"

"Earthly Paradise!" The thirty year old man said with an intoxicated expression.1

"Unfortunately, this is just a thought." The old man sighed helplessly and said.

"Why? Let's talk to him, maybe he'll be willing to be a Gourmet?" the man asked.

The old man took a deep breath. "It's not easy, because not everyone wants to be a Gourmet. Those who want to be a Gourmet must have unwavering faith, a sense of indifference to fame and fortune, and a noble mindset. And these three points, any of them can wipe out a large number of people."

"That kid clearly possesses such excellent culinary skills, but for the sake of a mere friendship, he doesn't roast the flaming bird. This is enough to prove that he doesn't have any lofty ideologies and doesn't have the qualifications to become a glorious gourmet."

"What a pity, he's such a good cook, if he was willing to become a gourmet like you and me, then it would be a waste. It's a pity that he doesn't have the same lofty level of thoughts as you and me, only knowing how to cultivate, improve his strength, participate in competitions, have the time, study a few more dishes, make more delicacies, and eat more delicacies. Doesn't he smell good?"

In this world, there are many things that you can't force, especially the ideological realm of humans. You can't force someone like me to become a dreamer who has the same high ideological level as you and me, who doesn't care about fame and fortune.

"For example, if someone made us work, eat food that wasn't tasty, train all day, and train our martial skills, would you be willing?"

The thirty year old man shook his head like a rattle drum, "Of course I don't want to. This kind of life is like hell on earth."

"It's good that you understand." The old man said.

"Then Master, what should we do? If he doesn't cook for us, then what should we eat in the future?" After all, we can't possibly lower our status and eat delicacies, right? " The man in the thirties frowned as he asked with an ugly expression.

The old man frowned as well. After thinking for a while, he said, "Teacher won't be able to think of any good ideas. How about this. Let's go find that young man and discuss about how he can find time to cook for us."

"Alright." Hearing this, the eyes of the thirty year old man lit up.

Thus, the old man and the thirty year old man went to find Yang Liefeng once more.

After eating their fill, Gong Qianye and Lei Susu then returned to their room. Therefore, there was only Yang Liefeng left in the room.

"You're here?"

The old man pushed open the door, causing Yang Liefeng to sit in front of the table and drink his tea, he raised his head and looked at the old man who had walked in and smiled as he asked.

"I'm here." The old man said helplessly.

"You shouldn't have come." Yang Liefeng shook his teacup, laughed, and said.

"But I still came." The old man sat down at the table and said helplessly.

Yang Liefeng laughed and said: "Since you're here, then don't leave."

"As long as it's food, I won't leave." The old man's eyes lit up, he looked at Yang Liefeng and said.

"Who cares!" Yang Liefeng very happily said one word.

"It must be if you do it!" The old man's eyes became a little hot as he replied.

"I can't agree to that. However, I can promise you this. The taste of the food I give you definitely isn't inferior to that of a Coiling Dragon!" Yang Liefeng said.

"Really?" Hearing this, the old man's eyes lit up and he asked excitedly.

Behind him, the man in his thirties was so excited that he was trembling.

"Seriously." Yang Liefeng said with a smile on his face.

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