"This...Boss Bu, do you really only want these ingredients?" The little eunuch was dumbfounded after listening to the ingredients that Bu Fang told him, his slightly immature face was full of surprise and disbelief.
"Yes, that's all. Prepare early, I'll be there tomorrow morning." Bu Fang said.
The little eunuch was taken aback, "Isn't Boss Bu coming over today? Chefs from all over the Qingfeng Empire have 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 Tianxuanmen tomorrow morning, just prepare the ingredients I need."
"Then... what about those chefs? They keep saying that they want to meet Boss Bu. If Boss Bu doesn't go, it may cause public outrage." The little eunuch reminded Bu Fang with a troubled face.
When Bu Fang heard the words, he twitched his lips, patted the little eunuch's shoulder and said, "Go back and tell them, whoever finds me unhappy, they are welcome to come to me."
Domineering... As expected of the legendary owner of the black heart shop in the imperial capital, he really has personality, but that group of chefs are too many... Hey, they will suffer.
The little eunuch seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of the world, sighed, turned around and returned to the palace to return to his life.
Bu Fang looked at the back of the little eunuch leaving, picked up the warm cup, and took a sip of the steaming water.
He, Bu Fang, is now a fifth-rank battle king. Although his combat power may be scumbag, it 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.
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Among the luxury inns in the imperial capital.
Although it was the Spring Festival today, the luxury inn was still full, and it was booked directly as a place for chefs from all over the country to stay.
In the spacious hall of the luxury inn, the hall is crowded with people at the moment, and it is very lively. A group of people are crowded in it, drinking and drinking, there are men and women, fat and thin.
These people are all chefs who have received invitation letters from the imperial palace and rushed to the imperial capital from all over the country to participate in the banquet of hundreds of families. Each of them is a famous chef in each town, and their craftsmanship is very good.
These chefs greet each other with polite smiles on their faces. They may not be very familiar with each other, but since they are all gathered here, they can naturally get to know each other, and they will be able to take care of each other in the future.
However, with so many chefs present, it can be seen that they secretly circle around a few chefs standing in the center.
Those few chefs looked very blessed, all with big belly, smiling faces, holding wine glasses, saying hello to each other, but it can be clearly felt that the people around He looked at them in awe.
These chefs are none other than the chefs in charge of the imperial dining room of the palace. They were originally selected by Emperor Changfeng from all over the country, and they are famous. top position.
"Chef Jin, the owner of the black-hearted shop really didn't come." A middle-aged chef with some fat on his face and a slightly chubby figure said to a bald man who was younger than him while holding a glass of wine. Although he was smiling when he spoke, it could be seen that there was quite disdain in his eyes.
The bald-headed Chef Jin glanced at him, but smiled lightly and didn't speak.
Bu Fang's name is very famous among the chefs in the imperial capital, especially in the eyes of the chefs in charge of the imperial dining room. When the late emperor was alive, this name was simply a nightmare for them.
Ever since the first emperor went to that Fangfang shop for a meal and came back to the palace, he had stricter requirements on them. Almost every day, many cooks were scolded by the supervisor.
Because Emperor Changfeng didn't even look at the dishes they cooked, which didn't meet the emperor's appetite at all.
In those days, these chefs were miserable, every day they had to think about what kind of dishes they would make to suit the emperor's taste...
"It's just a junior. It's just that the dishes he cooked by chance are in line with the taste of the late emperor. He really thinks he is a top chef? Without decades of experience, does he know what real cooking is?" Bald Jin The chef said disdainfully, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
In his opinion, Bu Fang is a lucky cook who just happens to be favored by the Emperor. If there is no Emperor, what is Bu Fang worth? He didn't even have the chance to enter the eyes of the chef in their imperial dining room.
"Boss Bu will also participate in tomorrow's banquet of hundreds of families. The chefs of our imperial dining room must teach Boss Bu what real delicacy is." A chef also sneered in agreement.
"Does anyone know what ingredients Boss Bu is preparing? From the ingredients, we should be able to tell what the dishes Boss Bu is cooking." A chef said.
The eyes of many chefs around are also brightened.
Chef Jin touched his bald head, with the corners of his mouth curled up, and said, "What's so interesting, I'm confident, my dishes tomorrow will definitely crush that boss."
"That's right, Chef Jin is right, as soon as we reveal our status as the chefs of the Imperial Dining Room, we will be invincible!" A chef laughed.
In the imperial capital, the name of the chef of the imperial dining room is very popular. In the eyes of the people, the chef of the imperial dining room is synonymous with gourmet 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, and to be his cook, he must be better than most cooks.
"Even if I don't reveal the name of the chef of the imperial dining room, I can crush him with more than enough power. He is just a lucky little cook. There is nothing to be afraid of." Chef Jin is very confident, his confidence is just like his Shining like a bald head in the sun.
"Chef Jin, if Boss Bu is not worried, then you must pay attention to the two chef brothers in Qingyang Town. You may not have heard of their names. They are in the wild area of Qingyang Town , but well-known gourmet experts, their dishes are very bold in design, and the ingredients they use are also very distinctive, in short... very strong!"
A chef said solemnly, and many other chefs also gasped, obviously they had also heard about the chef brothers in Qingyang Town.
Chef Jin also squinted his eyes and nodded, "Well, I've heard of the names of the two of them, and their strengths are very good, but the Baijia Banquet is no better than those adventurers in the wild land... It's still difficult for them to win of."
As soon as these chefs heard this, they all praised Chef Jin's superb culinary skills, and all praised each other, and the whole night passed quietly between toasting and drinking.
On the second day, the east had just turned pale.
The Tianxuan Gate of the imperial capital began the final decoration and decoration. The guards also stood at their posts to ensure the order of the hundreds of schools entering the venue. They also set up a special viewing area. Some people who have not obtained the admission qualification can enter Fixed viewing position to watch the holding of the Baijia Banquet.
There is also a specially designated area in Tianxuan Gate as an audience area.
In the spacious Tianxuanmen Square, 300 banquets are spread out, covered with red tablecloths, which look like bright red flowers blooming from a distance.
And on the side of the banquet table, there are stoves one after another, which are prepared for the chefs. The audience can clearly appreciate the cooking of each chef. This is a rare opportunity.
When the first rays of sunlight cast down from the sky, there was a burst of deafening drumming in Tianxuanmen.
Boom boom boom!
Every sound seems to be beating on the heart, which makes people's hearts tremble.
After the drums stopped, the Tianxuan Gate opened wide, and the people waiting outside entered slowly and orderly.
Three hundred lucky households found their seats for the banquet one after another and sat down with smiles on their faces. There are so many people in the imperial capital, and they are of course happy to be one of the lucky households.
And those civilians sitting in the auditorium looked at those sitting in the banquet with envy, how happy they were to be able to taste so many chef's dishes.
Three more drums sounded, and the chefs dressed in neat chef gowns stepped forward with their heads held high and walked towards their stoves.
Outside the Tianxuan Gate, a thin figure came slowly with his hands behind his back.