"This...Boss Bu, do you really only have these ingredients?" The little eunuch listened to the ingredients that Bu Fang told him in amazement. His slightly tender face was full of surprise and incredible.

"Yes, that's all, prepare early, I'll go there tomorrow morning." Bu Fang said.

The little eunuch was stunned, "Won't Boss Bu go today? Chefs from all over the Qingfeng Empire gathered together. Boss Bu's cooking skills will definitely be appreciated by many chefs."

Bu Fang glanced at the little eunuch lightly, shook his head and said, "I won't go there. I will go to Tianxuan Gate tomorrow morning. Just prepare the ingredients I need."

"What about those chefs? They kept saying that they wanted to get to know Boss Bu. If Boss Bu doesn't go, it may arouse public anger." The little eunuch's face was full of entanglement and kindly reminded Bu Fang.

Bu Fang immediately pulled the corner of his mouth when he heard this, patted the eunuch's shoulder and said, "Go back and tell them, whoever thinks I'm not happy, welcome them to come to me."

Domineering... He is worthy of being the legendary owner of a black-hearted shop in the imperial capital. He is indeed very personal, but there are many chefs... Hey, he will suffer a loss.

The little eunuch seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of the world, sighed, turned around and returned to the palace to report his life.

Bu Fang looked at the little eunuch's back as he left, picked up the hot cup, and drank a sip of boiling water that was still steaming.

Bu Fang is now a fifth-rank war king. Although his combat effectiveness may be very bad, this does not mean that he will be bullied at will. He is not interested in the so-called organization. He just wants to cook food quietly.

...

In the Imperial Capital Luxury Inn.

Although it is Spring Festival today, this luxurious inn is still full and is directly booked as a place for chefs from all over the country.

In the spacious hall of the luxury inn, the hall is crowded with people and bustling with people, drinking and drinking, some men and women, some fat and some thin.

These people received invitation letters from the palace and rushed to the imperial capital from all over the country to attend the Hundred Family Banquet. Each of them was a famous chef who was alone in various towns and had very good skills.

These chefs were greeting each other with polite smiles on their faces. They may not be very familiar with each other, but since they were all gathered here, they naturally could get to know each other and take care of them in the future.

However, there are so many chefs present, it can actually be seen that they are secretly surrounding several chefs standing in the center.

Those chefs were very happy, all with big belly, smiles on their faces, and raised wine glasses to say hello to the people around them, but it was obvious that the people around them were looking at them in awe.

These chefs are no other people, but are the chefs from the imperial kitchen of the palace. Originally, they were selected from all over the country by Emperor Changfeng and were famous. Now they are naturally at the top among their peers.

"Chef Jin, the owner of the black-hearted shop did not come." A middle-aged chef with some fat on his face and a slightly fat body raised his glass and said to a bald man next to him who was younger than him. Although he was laughing when he spoke, it was obvious that his eyes were quite disdainful.

The bald chef Jin glanced at him, just smiled faintly, and didn't say anything.

Bu Fang's name is very famous among them, the chefs of the imperial capital, especially in the eyes of the chefs in the imperial kitchen, when the emperor was alive, this name was simply their nightmare.

Since the late emperor went to the Fangfang shop for a meal and came back to the palace, he has been more strict with them. Almost every day, many people have to be scolded by the supervisor for the chef.

Because Emperor Changfeng didn't even look at the dishes they cooked, it was completely inconsistent with the emperor's appetite.

In those days, these chefs were so miserable that they had to make what kind of dishes they wanted to match the taste of the emperor every day...

"It's just a junior, but the dishes cooked by chance meet the taste of the Emperor. I really think I am a top chef? Without decades of experience, he knows what real cooking is?" The bald chef Jin said disdainfully, drinking all the wine in his glass in one gulp.

In his opinion, Bu Fang is a lucky chef, who happened to be noticed by the Emperor. If there were no Emperor, what would Bu Fang have calculated? He didn't even have the opportunity to enter the chef's vision of their imperial kitchen.

"Boss Bu will also attend the Hundred Family Banquet tomorrow. Several of our imperial kitchen chefs must teach Boss Bu what real delicious food is." One chef also sneered.

"Does anyone know what ingredients are prepared by Boss Bu? We should be able to judge why the dishes cooked by Boss Bu from the ingredients." A chef said.

Many chefs around also lit up their eyes.

Chef Jin touched his bald head, with his lips curled up, and said, "What's the best thing? I'm confident that my dishes tomorrow will definitely crush the boss."

"Yes, Chef Jin is right. At that time, as long as we reveal our identity as the chef in the imperial kitchen, we will be invincible!" A chef laughed.

In the imperial capital, the name of the chef of the imperial kitchen is well-known. In the eyes of the people, the chef of the imperial kitchen is synonymous with food. As long as the dishes they cook must be delicious, because they cook for the emperor!

Who is the emperor? The dragon among men is supreme. Being able to be his chef is naturally better than most chefs.

"Even if I don't reveal the name of the chef in the imperial kitchen, I'm more than enough to crush him. It's just a lucky little chef. What's there to be afraid of?" Chef Jin was very confident. His confidence was like his bald head.

"If Chef Jin, if Boss Bu is not concerned, then the two cook brothers in Qingyang Town must pay attention. You may not have heard of their names. They are in the wilderness area of ​​Qingyang Town, but are famous food experts. Their dishes are very bold and the ingredients they use are also very distinctive. In short,... very strong!"

A chef said solemnly that many other chefs also took a breath, and they had obviously heard of the chef brothers in Qingyang Town.

Chef Jin also narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Well, I have heard of the names of them, and they are very strong, but Baijia Banquet is not as good as those adventurers in the wilderness... It is still difficult for them to win."

When these chefs heard this, they praised Chef Jin's superb cooking skills and started to praise each other. With the sermons and cups, a night passed quietly.

On the second day, the east had just turned white.

The imperial capital Tianxuan Gate began its final decoration and decoration. The guards also stood their own positions to ensure the order of the Baijia Banquet. They also set up special viewing venues. Some people who have not been qualified to enter can watch the hosting of the Baijia Banquet at a fixed viewing location.

There is also a special piece in Tianxuan Gate as the audience area.

In the vast Tianxuanmen Square, three hundred banquets were spread out, covered by red tablecloths. From a distance, they looked like bright red flowers blooming.

On the side of the banquet table are stoves, which are prepared for the chefs. The audience can clearly appreciate the cooking situation of each chef, which is a valuable opportunity.

When the first ray of sunlight in the sky cast down, a deafening drum sounded from Tianxuan Gate.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Every sound seemed to hit the heart, making people tremble.

After the drums stopped, Tianxuan Gate opened wide, and the people waiting outside entered the venue in an orderly manner.

Three hundred lucky civilians found their banquets and sat down with a smile on their faces. There were so many people in the imperial capital, and they were of course happy to be the lucky ones.

The civilians sitting in the audience looked at the people sitting in the banquet with some envy, how happy it would be to be able to taste so many chefs' dishes.

Three more drums sounded, and chefs in neatly dressed chefs robes all raised their heads and walked towards their stoves.
Chapter completed!