Chapter 1839

Huang Chong had thought that Ye Zhangqing, having just arrived at Cooking King Immortal City, was probably still unfamiliar with culinary arts.

Moreover, the ingredients to be handled today are relatively more complicated and troublesome.

It's not easy to want to master them on first contact.

Back when he first arrived, he had actually spent a full half month before he could skillfully grasp how to handle these ingredients.

Therefore, Huang Chong was very patient in his initial instruction, basically slowing every action to the extreme, and while operating he also gave a meticulous explanation.

This was so that Ye Zhangqing could understand more easily.

But while Huang Chong was teaching on his own, after he finally managed to process the first ingredient and tossed it into the basin before him, he looked up and saw that Ye Zhangqing's basin already had more than a dozen ingredients prepared.

Brother Ye, you...................

Looking at the basin with those more than a dozen prepared ingredients, Huang Chong was stunned, and his first reaction was whether these ingredients had been prepared properly.

If they did not meet the standards, turning them in later would certainly incur punishment.

Not only would the ingredients be wasted, but also time and effort would be wasted in vain.

So, Huang Chong didn't even think further, immediately scooping out one of the prepared ingredients from Ye Zhangqing's basin, wondering if there was any room for remedy.

At the same time, he hurriedly said.

Brother Ye, stop a moment, don't panic; if this ingredient is ruined, you'll have to pay for it............ uh???

But before he could finish speaking, Huang Chong looked at the ingredient in his hand and was completely stunned.

His eyes widened like bronze bells, his face showing a ghost‑seen expression.

He examined it up and down, inside and out, leaving no corner unchecked.

Yet after searching everywhere, Huang Chong found no flaw at all; in fact, the ingredient was handled even better than he could do, far more perfect.

After confirming that the ingredient was flawless and could be called perfect, Huang Chong finally came to his senses after a while, looking dumbfoundedly at Ye Zhangqing and speaking with a complex expression.

Brother Ye, you...... did you previously study culinary arts?

En, I've studied a little.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhangqing nodded in reply; hearing those words, Huang Chong opened his mouth but for a moment didn't know what to say.

Heck, the other person is already a spirit chef, yet he's here being over‑enthusiastic about teaching them how to handle ingredients.

This is like brandishing a big sword before Guan Yu—purely asking for boredom.

Thinking this, Huang Chong's face involuntarily reddened, filled with shame, feeling utterly humiliated.

Meanwhile, Ye Zhangqing happened to raise his head at that moment, saw Huang Chong's expression, and gave a grin.

Brother Huang, what's this for? I also studied a bit before, happened to have handled this kind of ingredient, so I have some experience; I should still thank Brother Huang.

No, no, don't thank me—I didn't help at all.

Haha, over such a small matter we needn't quibble; let's just finish up first and talk about other things later.

Ye Zhangqing didn't dwell on this matter, and of course he had no intention of looking down on Huang Chong.

He meant well, and Ye Zhangqing could feel Huang Chong's goodwill toward him, so he naturally didn't think much; his heart held only gratitude.

And under Ye Zhangqing's comfort, Huang Chong also showed a smile again, nodded, was about to speak, but suddenly a dark object flew swiftly at him.

Ye Zhangqing sensed it and, without hesitation, grabbed it.

Taking a closer look, he discovered it was the butt of a spirit cow.

Just now this object had obviously been aimed straight at Huang Chong, clearly someone had done it on purpose.

Huang Chong's face also darkened at this moment, but before the two could speak, an angry shout already rang out.

Kid, what are you doing? These are the ingredients we'll need later; if you ruin them, what will I use? Can you afford to compensate?

As his words fell, the young man from the Zhao family of Tianhe who had just left strode over again.

He launched a torrent of abusive scolding at Ye Zhangqing; after finishing, his gaze shifted to Huang Chong, he curled his lip into a contemptuous smile and sneered.

Old rat Huang, help me clean this cow's butt, make it clean; I'll need it later, don't waste time.

Facing Huang Chong, this Zhao family youngster acted exceedingly aloof, as if he were treating a servant of his own clan........

No, even treating his own family's servants wouldn't be this arrogant; it's practically like treating a stray dog on the street.

Faced with the Zhao family youngster's condescending, extremely contemptuous attitude, Huang Chong's heart naturally burned with anger.

However, in the Cooking King Immortal City, Huang Chong clearly understood one principle: these nominal disciples of theirs absolutely must not provoke the formal disciples.

Moreover, collateral branch disciples must likewise not provoke the direct line disciples.

Therefore, despite feeling immense humiliation, Huang Chong still gritted his teeth and endured this humiliation.

There's nothing he can do; who made him not a direct bloodline of the clan?

If Huang Chong were a direct descendant of the Huang family, would this guy dare to speak to him like that?

Given the Zhao family's strength, even licking his feet would be unworthy of him.

Unfortunately, Huang Chong is not a direct descendant of the Huang family, so........

Huang Chong forcibly suppressed his inner anger, forced himself to show a fawning smile, and was about to raise his head to reply.

But faster than him was the cow's butt in Ye Zhangqing's hand, which struck first and smashed hard onto the Zhao family youngster's face.

This Zhao family youngster is only at the Great Saint Realm, two major realms below Ye Zhangqing, so he naturally had no power to fight back.

That uncleaned cow's butt slammed hard into the Zhao family youngster's face; the tremendous force directly split the whole piece of meat into pieces.

Together with the Zhao family youngster, he was flung backward by that tremendous force, falling to the ground with blood spraying from his nose, and faintly two teeth seemed to fly out—a sorry sight.

This sudden change left Huang Chong, who had just raised his head, completely dazed.

His eyes stared blankly at Ye Zhangqing; after finally coming to his senses, he switched to a worried look and hurriedly spoke softly.

Brother Ye, what are you doing............

Knowing that Ye Zhangqing was standing up for him, Huang Chong felt grateful in his heart, yet he was even more worried.

I had already reminded Ye Zhangqing before: in this Cooking King Immortal City, people like them who lack background and are not formal disciples absolutely must not provoke those formal disciples.

Because all the Elders could not possibly stand on their side.

As for right and wrong, that's simply a joke—does this world even have any true right and wrong?

Right and wrong often depend on your own worth; without worth, even what is right can become wrong—that's how simple it is.

Just as Huang Chong was about to speak, Ye Zhangqing didn't give him a chance, raising his head to directly interrupt him.

"Brother Huang, in this world many things cannot be solved by simply enduring and yielding."