Chapter 1135 - The Tyrant of The Kitchen… Bu Fang

1135 The Tyrant of The Kitchen… Bu Fang

Goddess City was actually like a miniature country, with Empress Bi Luo as its monarch.

The palace was majestic and sat at the center of the city. From Dragon Lake, the main street stretched to the palace, which was made with smooth green bricks.

Walking on the white jade steps in front of the palace, one would feel a comfortable feeling.

There were handrails on each side, which was also carved out of white jade. The handicraft of the sculptor was superior, as shown by the lifelike sculptures. Looking at them felt like they were about to come back to life, flying off after spreading their wings.

Nether King Er Ha held a Spicy Strip in his mouth. As he advanced, the shirt in front of his chest was loosely opened, revealing his pale chest. A trace of playful smile hung off the corner of his mouth.

By Nether King Er Ha’s side, two imperial guards followed him, a little cautious.

Of course, Nether King Er Ha did not care about it. He walked along the main street, then stepped onto the staircase.

Just a while later, he entered the main hall of the imperial palace.

With a huge banging sound, the doors of the hall shut suddenly.

Nether King Er Ha narrowed his eyes as he looked into the distance.

On the high platform, an elegant figure sat languidly on the throne. That figure shot out a drowsy look, landing onto Nether King Er Ha’s body.

Nether King Er Ha held the Spicy Strip in his mouth, then gently bit a mouthful. After chewing for a bit, he continued to leave the Spicy Strip hanging out as he raised his eyes to meet the gaze of that drowsy figure.

Looking at Nether King Er Ha, Empress Bi Luo instantly pressed her red lips together as she asked playfully, “Not even properly doing your job as the Lord of the Netherworld… Why did you come dressed as a woman to Goddess City?”

Then, she stood up, her scarlet long robe billowing as it stirred up a gust of aromatic wind.

“I just dropped by to find a friend as it was on the way,” Nether King Er Ha replied.

“A friend? There are no friends of the Lord of the Netherworld in Goddess City… Oh, are you talking about that little chef?” Empress Bi Luo narrowed her eyes.

Nether King Er Ha laughed. “That’s right, Elder Sister. You are exceptionally intelligent as usual.”

“Stop joking around. Are you sure you’re not like your loose father? You’re not here for the Spring of Life in God Vanishing Mountain, are you?” Empress Bi Luo’s elegant hand touched her own chin as she looked at Nether King Er Ha.

Nether King Er Ha walked around, finding a spot to lean against.

“Of course not. That time, my father wanted to borrow the Spring of Life to try to wash away the curse on Nethery’s body. Of course, while he was at it…. he did it with your mom.” Nether King Er Ha shrugged his shoulders with a helpless look.

Empress Bi Luo let out a snort. A moment later, her figure flashed, teleporting in front of Nether King Er Ha.

Her scarlet long robe fluttered as a terrifying pressure suddenly spread out.

Nether King Er Ha instantly froze, and the Spicy Strip in his mouth shook.

Empress Bi Luo stretched out a finger, tapping Nether King Er Ha’s forehead. Her nails were painted red, which looked very pretty.

That jab caused Nether King Er Ha to retreat a few steps. Eventually, he leaned against the wall.

“As the Lord of the Netherworld, how is your cultivation so weak? How are you to handle the burden of being a ruler?” Empress Bi Luo asked, walking barefooted on the ice-cold floor of the palace.

Nether King Er Ha did not mind it. Holding the Spicy Strip in his mouth, he gently laughed.

Empress Bi Luo of Goddess City was strong without question. After all, she carried the weight of a forbidden land, God Vanishing Mountain.

Of course, this was also why he was weaker.

“Happy to partake but not putting in any work. You need to think of danger even in peaceful times. The Nether Prison is like a sharp pike floating above us, and we don’t know when it is going to open up a huge hole in Earth Prison. Could it be that you don’t feel a thing?”

Empress Bi Luo crossed her arms, looking at Nether King Er Ha resentfully for not meeting her expectations. Her voice sounded a little helpless.

“Let’s not talk about that for the time being. That friend of mine needs to enter God Vanishing Mountain and borrow the Spring of Life to water the Immortal Tree seedling. The Immortal Cooking Realm is in danger of being invaded by Nether Prison, but their Immortal Tree is in deep slumber. They need to recover the Immortal Tree seedling, or else those Sacred Realm experts will break through the barrier of the Immortal Cooking Realm,” Nether King Er Ha said, furrowing his brows as he shook his hands, changing the topic.

“Immortal Cooking Realm? That name is very familiar, but…. What does that have to do with this empress? The Spring of Life is a unique and precious medicine. Can it be lent just because you asked for it?”

Empress Bi Luo crossed her arms as she calmly continued, “I said this before, if that little chef’s imperial feast is able to satisfy me, then this empress will naturally take him to God Vanishing Mountain. Whether he obtains the Spring of Life depends on his good luck. If he cannot satisfy me, then he will be chased out of Goddess City. Anyway, to want to obtain this empress’ approval in the imperial feast is not as simple as that little chef’s imagination.”

Nether King Er Ha leaned against a pillar as he pouted. “That imperial feast you’re talking about… Seventy percent of it is a celebration, while thirty percent is offering a sacrifice to the gods…. If he can obtain the approval from that woman of God Vanishing Mountain, then will you still stand in the way?”

“Ha! You think you know everything?” Empress Bi Luo glared at Nether King Er Ha.

Within Goddess City, the method of giving birth to the next generation was reliant on the Spring of Life. Goddess City had no men, but when a woman reached an age, they would go to the Sacrificial Hall to obtain the Spring of Life that was blended with a secret method. After drinking that, the women of Goddess City would become pregnant for ten months, then give birth to a baby.

And the newborns were practically all women.

This repeated, like a cycle.

It was unknown how long this practice was done in Goddess City, but all its citizens were women.

Although it was said that the previous Nether King Tian Cang had done it with Empress Bi Luo’s mother, Empress Bi Luo was still born from the Spring of Life.

She had completely no blood relations to Nether King Er Ha.

However, there was a sibling bond between the two, so they idly chatted for a long while.

Empress Bi Luo taught Nether King Er Ha some methods and ideas on how to be a proper monarch.

Nether King Er Ha seriously listened.

One woman taught and one man listened.

Time quickly trickled by just like this.

…

Palace Kitchen, Goddess City

A day and a night had already passed.

Chef Jing Yuan still stood by the door, she turned her head from time to time to look inside the door. Seeing the door that did not move in the slightest, involuntarily furrowing her brows.

She felt that it had been quite a bit of time already, to record down those recipes, should not require so much time.

Creak….

Suddenly, just as Jing Yuan was letting her thoughts run wild.

That tightly shut door finally opened.

When the door opened, the bustling atmosphere of the kitchen rushed at him, causing Bu Fang to be a little dazzled.

Within the kitchen, many chefs were cooking and dealing with ingredients in full swing.

After all this was the kitchen of the imperial palace, it was required to be able to support the food and drinks of the entire Goddess City.

Bu Fang walked out from within, his face calm.

Jing Yuan looked at Bu Fang, with a little hope in her eyes.

“Have you finished seeing the recipe? And remembered the cooking methods in the recipe?”

“I have memorized it.”

Bu Fang nodded his head.

Eighteen dishes, to Bu Fang, were actually easily learnt by a glance.

Why he spent so much time inside, was because he wanted to make some changes to these dishes.

Because in his eyes, the dishes of these recipes, were filled with flaws…..

Including the three that Jing Yuan told him, those sacrificial dishes that could not be changed in the least.

“Time is tight, should we start preparing the ingredients now?”

Jing Yuan looked at Bu Fang, then let out a curious question.

After all, Bu Fang was the main chef now. She was just the assistant helping Bu Fang.

She was always the main chef of the previous imperial feasts, and was used to giving orders, so changing it suddenly was a little difficult.

Bu Fang crossed his arms, and did not answer Jing Yuan’s questions.

This made Jing Yuan’s brows slightly furrow.

Bu Fang crossed his arms then walked into the kitchen, making a round around the kitchen.

He absorbed all the things completely with his eyes, then understood everything clearly.

Gently spitting out a breath.

Bu Fang looked at Jing Yuan.

“You go prepare the ingredients. As for everyone else in the kitchen….. Scram, all of you,” Bu Fang calmly said.

His voice was not loud, but in that instant, it resounded across the entire kitchen, causing everyone who was busy in the kitchen, to stop their movements.

Everyone looked over doubtfully.

The assistant chefs in the kitchen, were all women, and were all middle-aged woman.

Hearing Bu Fang actually wanting to chase them out, they instantly became unhappy.

Everyone of them put down whatever they were doing, widening their eyes as they glared at Bu Fang.

“Don’t think that just because you are a man, that we won’t dare to do anything to you! Us assistant chefs, cook daily in the kitchen, we prepare every round of imperial feast, what right do you have to chase us away?!”

“Even Her Majesty cannot chase us away! You are just a man!”

“Without us, the imperial feast cannot be completed!”

These middle-aged women were very strong-willed, with their wide eyes they glared at Bu Fang, everyone of them shouting disgruntledly.

Jing Yuan’s face was very unsightly.

However Bu Fang on the other hand was very calm.

He only calmly watched this group of women chattering nonstop.

After some time, Bu Fang then opened his mouth.

“Have you finished saying your piece?”

“Since you are done then leave…. I am the main chef of this banquet, what I say … is law.”

Bu Fang opened his eyes slightly, looking at this group of people, his face expressionless.

The group of women instantly felt flustered, not knowing what to say.

The main chef was the chef leading the banquet.

He held absolute control over the kitchen.

The previous years, because of Jing Yuan’s delicate personality, hence all these women had gotten used to it, but it was changed to Bu Fang this year, the other party’s strong pressure, made them a little speechless momentarily.

“Do you know the meaning of a main chef? If you don’t, then go back and understand it before coming back to talk to me. Now, I’ll count to three, other than Jing Yuan, the others all scram out of the kitchen.”

Bu Fang said, his voice a little chilly.

“Three…..”

The faces of the woman below all suddenly changed.

They gritted their teeth, really feeling disgruntled in their hearts.

They indeed did not wish to give up the right of being the assistant chef of this times imperial feast, after all when the imperial feast was held, if they the assistant chef’s wished to, they could reap many benefits!

The previous years with Jing Yuan as the main chef, and her delicate personality, had helped to nurture their unscrupulous behaviors.

But right now, the main chef had changed, and had actually chased them out of the kitchen for no good reason.

How could they take this lying down.

“Two….”

Bu Fang’s gaze was cold, without a trace of emotion.

Jing Yuan stood at the side, clenching her fists not knowing what to do.

Many people below had already begun to walk out of the kitchen, but some people still felt unfair in their hearts.

“One.”

Bu Fang spat out the last word.

In the kitchen, almost everyone had left except for three people, who were all glaring at Bu Fang.

Looking at these stubborn women, Bu Fang raised the corner of his mouth.

With a move of his will, a magic array appeared.

Whitey’s figure instantly appeared behind him, after swallowing thudner, Whitey’s energy seemed to have become even more solidified.

“Whitney, these troublemakers….. you know how to deal with them right?”

Bu Fang calmly said.

With a swish, Whitey’s figure then rapidly dashed out, as the metal wings behind it suddenly spread out.

The crackling sound of lightning resounded ceaselessly.

Within the robotic eyes, light shined.

“Troublemakers…. Will have their clothes ripped as an example.”

The robotic voice rang out.

The remaining few stubborn middle-aged women that did not wish to leave and obtain some benefits were instantly scared witless, hurriedly running out of the kitchen.

“Whitey, stand guard outside the kitchen, no one is to enter, troublemakers, you know…..”

Bu Fang said.

In the next instant, Bu Fang’s eyes turned, landing on the figure of the anxious and frightened Jing Yuan.

“You go find all the required ingredients for cooking the dishes of the imperial feast, within today, all the required ingredients, have to be dealt with.”

Bu Fang’s voice was calm, but it caused Jing Yuan to be so scared her entire body tightened, hurriedly turning to leave.

Jing Yuan had never seen such an intimidating chef.

This made her a little scared in her heart.

Even if she was the main chef, she would chat and laugh with those assistant chefs below.

But…..

Bu Fang’s actions had utterly flipped her world view.

Watching Jing Yuan’s leaving figure, Bu Fang raised the corner of his lips, “My assistant chefs, not anyone can be it, at least…. Not a group of harboring sinister thoughts.”

Jing Yuan’s figure stiffened, even more frightened in her heart.

Chef Bu…. is so frightening!

He was literally the… tyrant of the kitchen in legends.