Chapter 301

The Kitchen God and Stove God's faces turned red—truly embarrassing. They had originally wanted to leave a good impression on Manager Chen.

Now it seems they can only go along with the act. As old hands in officialdom, the Kitchen God and Stove God immediately mimicked the same motion.

They didn't get up, merely pulling their legs back to kneel on the ground, lowering their bodies further in a natural gesture of worship.

"Your humble Stove God"

"Your humble Kitchen God"

"Paying respects to Manager Chen"

The Kitchen God and Stove God spoke respectfully, with no exchange of glances or words between them—this is the tacit understanding of colleagues working face to face.

Good partners, even singing in harmony—like a comedy duo? Chen Nuo muttered inwardly, shifting slightly aside without a trace, letting the two deities' bow pass him by.

He dislikes such cumbersome formalities the most.

But seeing the two deities still frozen in place, Chen Nuo raised his brow and thought silently: "Are the Heavenly Court's rites always this ostentatious?"

Just now, these two came up and immediately flung themselves flat on the ground in a big character.

It startled him, and he even thought they were going to lunge at him.

He hadn't expected that Haotian this brat would still be so particular about appearances, even demanding that immortals perform bowing rituals with such uniformity.

Chen Nuo didn't ask Sun Wukong if he would do the same, because he believed that for what he had said, Sun Wukong had not forgotten a single word to this day, nor would he ever go against it.

"Alright, rise."

After looking at the two deities' comical movements, Chen Nuo twitched the corner of his mouth and lightly raised his hand; the two deities' bodies were pulled by a force into midair, their posture and center adjusted, and they stood on the ground.

"Thank you, Manager Chen"

The Kitchen God and Stove God again bowed with heads down and waists bent, then straightened up, tidying the clothes messed up by the great bow.

Kitchen God, Stove God... Chen Nuo nodded thoughtfully; hearing the name, one knows it's inseparable from cooking—likely Sun Wukong's colleague.

"Ao Ling pays respects to Senior Brother"

Following closely behind, Ao Ling, upon seeing Sun Wukong, spoke with deep gratitude on her face.

Sun Wukong was startled by this sudden voice and instinctively jumped away from his original spot.

Looking at Ao Ling before him, he felt a sense of familiarity, yet couldn't quite place her.

Sun Wukong scratched his head, thought carefully, and then realized: this isn't that little dragon from the Eastern Sea, is it? The daughter of Ao Guang, Dragon King of the Eastern Sea? And she calls him Senior Brother? Sun Wukong froze—he remembered recommending a master for this dragon girl, but he hadn't expected it to actually come true.

Grinning, Sun Wukong nodded and said: "Met you, Junior Sister"

He remembered, his own Junior Sister seemed to be called Ao Ling.

The Great Chef Sun Wukong also has a Junior Sister; seeing Ao Ling appear, the Kitchen God and Stove God's faces changed, and they hurried forward, wanting to perform the great bow.

"Your humble Stove God, paying respects to Great Chef Sun Wukong's Junior Sister"

"Your humble Kitchen God, paying respects to Great Chef Sun Wukong's Junior Sister"

The Kitchen God and Stove God spoke respectfully.

Ao Ling was startled by the two's exaggerated behavior—coming up and immediately wanting to kneel? What's going on?!

Seeing this, Chen Nuo raised his hand again; now, no matter how hard the two deities tried, they couldn't bend their knees even a fraction.

"Here, we don't need false etiquette"

Chen Nuo said lightly.

The Kitchen God and Stove God both saw Chen Nuo's light and cloud-like demeanor—Manager Chen truly is profound and unfathomable!

The two deities sighed inwardly and secretly began to admire him, though their experience is shallow and they know little about cultivation aspects.

But being able to so effortlessly control their bodies, in their eyes, is just awesome!

Ao Ling also breathed a sigh of relief—these two people had made her feel a bit too abrupt, and she hadn't even reacted yet.

"Master, what do you want me to do?"

Seeing it was about time, Sun Wukong rubbed his hands, hehe-laughing as he spoke.

Chen Nuo furrowed his brow and did not immediately answer Sun Wukong's words.

"What, can't you come if there's nothing wrong?"

"No, no!"

"What's the matter?"

Sun Wukong was quite embarrassed, waving his hands and shaking his head repeatedly.

"Master was joking—I originally planned to come back these two days if I had nothing to do, and it just so happens you're looking for me, so I came straight back."

Chen Nuo gave Sun Wukong a light glance, then rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Didn't expect you'd be all monkey-spirited after being out so shortly—believe you and you'd have ghosts. What I want you to do we'll talk about later—did you bring them here to eat?"

After saying that, Chen Nuo pointed at the Kitchen God and Stove God.

The two deities both shuddered.

The Kitchen God shouted repeatedly: "Manager Chen!

We've long admired your cooking skills—please let us witness them.

"

The Stove God also refused to yield: "Manager Chen, we heard Great Chef Sun Wukong say your cooking skills are unmatched in the world—we're itching to try, so we took this opportunity to come over."

"Unmatched in the world, long admired?" Chen Nuo nodded, secretly glancing at Sun Wukong—he hadn't expected Sun Wukong to still be praising him so much outside.

"Master, they've been stunned by the dishes you taught me, so when I said I'd come back to see Old Grandson, they all clamored to come along and broaden their horizons."

Sun Wukong explained from the side.

Just here to eat, huh? Chen Nuo thought helplessly—why all the formality? He wouldn't give them a free meal anyway.

"My rules—you all understand, right?"

Sun Wukong patted his chest: "Master, rest assured—I absolutely won't eat for free."

"Exactly right!

We'll pay"

The two gods nodded repeatedly.

The Kitchen God even slapped his chest and spoke with conviction: "Shopkeeper Chen, you greatly underestimate us—how could we be that kind of people?"

"Well..."

Chen Nuo shrugged, his thoughts stirring, and the menu on the table flew to him: "The menu is here—look and choose what you want to eat."

Chen Nuo softly instructed.

Sun Wukong took the menu, grinned widely: "I haven't tasted Master's cooking in ages—I'm practically starving to death."

Chen Nuo didn't go along with it, but directly retorted: "Didn't you come last time for hot pot? It hasn't even been that long."

"Isn't this like not seeing someone for a day feels like three autumns?"

Sun Wukong wasn't embarrassed either, grinning foolishly.

It's been over ten years—when Master says things like this, he always responds this way.

Lowering his head, Sun Wukong examined the menu in his hands, a flash of novelty crossing his eyes.

"Master, you changed the menu?"

"The house has been renovated—why are we still using the old menu?"

Chen Nuo spoke naturally.

That's right—Sun Wukong scratched his head, opened the menu.

, upon seeing the exquisite images above, his eyes lit up.

Each dish is painted so beautifully, it's truly no different from what Master makes—after ten years as his apprentice, he's eaten for ten years too.

In this world, aside from Master himself, he can say he's the most familiar with the dishes—without equal.

He doesn't even need to eat; just by smelling the aroma and looking at the appearance of identical dishes, he knows which one Master made.

After looking back and forth, Sun Wukong murmured: "Master, I'll have a portion of egg fried rice."

Since awakening his divine powers and with more dish options available, he hasn't had it in a long time—now, looking at that lifelike egg fried rice image,

he couldn't help but recall the plate he ate when he first came to Chaos Residence—it was the same scene, and for a moment, Sun Wukong felt a wave of emotion.

Seeing Sun Wukong finish ordering, the two gods stumbled forward, craned their necks to look, and in an instant, were also drawn to the exquisite images, gazing at the colors, their hearts somewhat shaken.

Can such dishes really be made? Thinking of their own cooking, in an instant they felt reduced to dust—even the Great Chef Sun Wukong's dishes don't look this good!