Chapter 373

Suddenly, Zhenyuanzi didn't know how, but a flash of inspiration struck his mind, and he almost jumped up, cleverly slapping the table because of this idea of his own; fortunately, he still had some sense, and he gritted his teeth and bit his lower lip to hold himself back.

Yes, it must be like this; this dish is actually the same inside and out, no matter whether it's outside or inside; it's just that when the time comes, Great Chef Sun Wukong will definitely tell the Buddhist side that the dish is actually different.

Great Chef Sun Wukong originally was just someone with an overbearing personality, and this is something he could actually do.

Thinking of this, Zhenyuanzi secretly laughed out loud again.

Sun Wukong's move is really too vicious; if these Buddhist people knew that the dishes they ate were actually meat dishes, I don't know how good-looking the expressions on those bald donkeys' faces would be.

Yang Jian looked at Zhenyuanzi like he was looking at a madman, sometimes puzzled, sometimes laughing, not knowing what he was thinking; he definitely wasn't holding back any good fart.

The fairy maiden walked up to each immortal official and Buddhist disciple with a tray in hand, then picked up the tray and left her seat.

If this were usual, some lustful immortal officials would definitely stare at the fairy maidens twice more, but this time they were all staring at the small cup the fairy maiden placed in front of them.

There's no way; although beauty can be a meal, it can only be a meal; in the face of real delicacies, what can be eaten is more real than what can be seen.

Finally, Sun Wukong came up to the Great Hall, and when an immortal official saw Sun Wukong, he opened his mouth and asked: "Great Chef Sun Wukong, what is the name of this dish?"

"This dish is very impressive; I made it a precious-grade dish; my master is even more impressive; he made this dish a special-grade dish."

Sun Wukong did not immediately answer the immortal official, but instead first shifted to another topic.

The immortal official had a face of surprise: "Precious-grade dish, your master is even more impressive?"

"Yes."

Sun Wukong proudly nodded: "But my master doesn't make this dish for just anyone, and besides, if it weren't for today's occasion, I'm afraid you all would never get to eat this dish in your lifetime."

Although what Sun Wukong said was very arrogant, it was not exaggerated at all; indeed, as he said, Chen Nuo's dish is rare to seek, even Nüwa and the Jade Emperor find it rare to seek, let alone immortal officials of their grade; thus, they treasured this dish even more.

"Then Great Chef Sun Wukong, you still haven't said what this dish is actually called?"

Those who wanted to get to the bottom of it, without waiting for Sun Wukong's answer, asked again.

Sun Wukong, being asked, felt a bit annoyed and snapped: "I didn't say it naturally because I have my reasons; do you really need to ask me one by one?"

The immortal official who was snapped at was publicly refuted and felt embarrassed, but then he thought: this is Sun Wukong, not someone else; losing face is losing face; anyway, if we really started fighting, no one here could beat him.

Zhenyuanzi, who had been hiding a secret in his heart, didn't understand Sun Wukong's reaction; why wouldn't Sun Wukong say the name of this dish? Could it be that he also felt embarrassed to say the dish's name publicly, but couldn't refute his master's words, so he just skipped over the part of saying the dish's name? If that's the case, Zhenyuanzi could also understand it, after all, his master is someone who doesn't consider the bigger picture and is also somewhat arrogant, pushing his disciple out for his own selfish desires.

Such a master is truly unheard of, unseen; no, he has already seen it... "Wait a moment."

Sun Wukong saw that a Buddhist person was about to lift the lid of the small cup, and he immediately called out to him: "You cannot eat."

That Buddhist thought Sun Wukong was referring only to himself, and felt wronged: "Why? Did I offend Great Chef Sun Wukong somewhere?"

"No."

Sun Wukong answered.

"Then why..."

"This dish is a meat dish."

Sun Wukong answered.

Originally, the others were still laughing at that Buddhist eldest son; hearing this, he froze: "Meat dish?"

"Yes."

Sun Wukong nodded.

On the Buddhist side, someone became angry: "You're not joking, are you? You brought out a meat dish for us to do what?"

"Nothing."

Sun Wukong was dissatisfied with this person speaking so loudly: "Why are you shouting so loudly for what?"

"Hey, you this reckless monkey."

That person's anger flared up, and he slammed the table and stood up: "Our Buddhist side eats vegetarian dishes; you served us a meat dish and still blame me for shouting loudly? Why don't you look at what you were doing when you made it?"

"Then I also didn't let you eat it."

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Sun Wukong bared his teeth at him.

The Buddhist disciple was choked by that, but since he had already started arguing with him, he wasn't afraid of arguing even more fiercely; he immediately retorted: "Don't let us eat, what dish did you serve? Obviously you're impressive."

"Yes, I cook dishes to be impressive, so what?"

Sun Wukong saw this person was genuinely looking for trouble, and he had no intention of saying nice words to him.

Sun Wukong's cooking is indeed impressive, and this is widely known; that Buddhist disciple, after being frightened like this, didn't know what to say; he wanted to flick his sleeves and leave, but was held back by his companion, so he only snorted and sat there without speaking.

On the other side, the immortal official also couldn't bear to watch anymore, and said to Sun Wukong: "Great Chef Sun Wukong, this is not done properly; this dish is a meat dish, they also cannot eat it; why are you serving a meat dish to the Buddhist side?"

Sun Wukong smiled at that immortal official, his eyes showing no joy or anger: "I'll just tell you."

The immortal official was somewhat afraid of such Sun Wukong, and politely said: "Great Chef Sun Wukong, please speak."

"Look, this dish is a precious-grade dish."

Sun Wukong pointed at the dish with an exaggerated expression.

The immortal official didn't understand: "It's a precious-grade dish, what's wrong with it?"

"A precious-grade dish still can't explain the problem."

"What problem?"

The immortal official was confused by Sun Wukong's remark: "But the Buddhist side doesn't eat meat, let alone now it's a precious-grade dish; even if it were your master's dish, the Buddhist side can't eat meat; even if you put it in front of them, they wouldn't eat it."

"Yes."

Sun Wukong answered with a smile: "But I, Old Grandson, also didn't say to let them eat it."

This question went around and around, and finally came back around.

"Since they can't eat it, why are you serving it to them?"

"I didn't intend to let them eat it, but I thought, this dish is so good; if they don't get to see it, I'm afraid they'll never see it in their lifetime; moreover, the rarity of this dish is even more precious than all the previous dishes combined; this immortal official has it, but if the Buddhist side doesn't, then this is me favoring one and neglecting the other, isn't it?"

Sun Wukong's words were sincere, and his expression changed from that previous arrogant and overbearing look, making the immortal official here truly feel that Sun Wukong was thinking of the Buddhist side; they all agreed with what Sun Wukong said.

"Oh dear, Great Chef Sun Wukong actually thinks this way; we were narrow-minded."

"Right, earlier that someone still had a debt-collector's expression—this isn't treating Great Chef Sun Wukong's good intentions as donkey liver and lungs, is it?"

"Exactly, exactly—Great Chef Sun Wukong went to the trouble of making the dishes, and we still want to attack him. According to the Buddhist Side's rules, how was it supposed to go again? Truly a sin, truly a sin."

These celestial officials were talking back and forth, blocking everything they wanted to say. Even though I still felt something was off, I could only knock out my teeth and swallow them down.