Chapter 377

Although Sun Wukong pushed him down, he still bore the title of Food God, so the celestial officials still had high expectations for him in guessing dish names.

Seeing the encouraging gazes of the celestial officials, the Food God grew even more confident.

Smacking his lips, he put on an air of profundity and said: "Since ancient times, many dish names have borne the names of researchers, like Mapo Tofu and Dongpo Pork, so I guess this dish's name is related to Chef Sun Wukong's master, Manager Chen."

"That makes sense—looks like the Food God will surely guess the name this time."

"Exactly, he didn't say it earlier and we didn't notice, but now that he's said it, it's indeed very reasonable."

"Nonsense, you just said Zhenyuanzi's argument made sense too—you're all just fence-sitters."

To the Food God, these words were like encouragement; he felt certain his guessed dish name was very close to the truth.

"This dish's broth is golden yellow, with quail eggs inside, and since Manager Chen's name contains the character 'Nuo', I boldly guess the dish is called Nojia Cai."

"Nojia Cai—great, the name is nice; hearing it makes one immediately understand it's Manager Chen's dish."

"Exactly, and the name Nojia Cai sounds very high-end just by hearing it—it must be correct."

The Food God listened to these praises, his chin gradually lifting, and asked Sun Wukong: "How was it, Great Chef Sun Wukong? Did I guess right?"

Sun Wukong smiled at the Food God: "You're quite good at naming dishes—this name is truly not bad."

"Great Chef Sun Wukong also praised the Food God—looks like it's correct; indeed, the Food God lives up to his title, and professional work should still be done by professionals."

"Exactly, Zhenyuanzi—look at you, if you're not a Vajra drill, don't go meddling in porcelain work; you've lost face big time now."

Zhenyuanzi objected: "Sun Wukong only said the name was well-chosen; he didn't say the Food God guessed the name correctly—what if he's wrong?"

"True, what Zhenyuanzi said also makes some sense—we should still see what Sun Wukong has to say."

Thus, the celestial officials shifted their attention back to Sun Wukong: "Great Chef Sun Wukong, how is it? You said the Food God's dish name guess was not bad—is that correct?"

"I only said the name was well-chosen, but Zhenyuanzi just answered for me—I never said this name is the dish's name."

Sun Wukong shook his head at the Food God and said: "Unfortunately, it's still wrong, but it's not your fault—you definitely couldn't have guessed this dish's name."

"Great Chef Sun Wukong, you're making us guess the name while saying it's definitely unguessable—aren't you just playing with us?"

"This guessing game is just like that—I've already let you eat the dish, so if you didn't guess the name, it's not my fault, Old Grandson."

What he said is true—the dish is right in front of them, and not guessing the name truly shows their lack of ability; they really can't blame Sun Wukong.

"Great Chef Sun Wukong, stop being coy—we've finished the dish and still don't know its name."

One celestial official had strong curiosity, but since he himself couldn't guess the name and Sun Wukong wouldn't say, this unsatisfied curiosity made him feel like his heart was on fire, so he shouted for Sun Wukong to reveal the name.

Sun Wukong's goal hasn't been reached yet, so he certainly won't just say the name—he continues to keep them in suspense.

"How about this: I'll give you a hint related to the dish's name; if you still can't guess it even with this, then this dish is truly just dog food."

The Food God, who had thought he guessed correctly, now regained interest: "Great Chef Sun Wukong, please speak—we're all listening."

"Alright, then listen carefully."

Sun Wukong spoke, his eyes glancing toward the Buddhist disciples, watching them one by one in torment, nearly unable to hold back laughter, wondering how long they could endure.

"Hurry up and speak, Great Chef Sun Wukong."

Seeing Sun Wukong still hadn't replied, a celestial official urged him on.

Sun Wukong came to his senses and asked: "Old Grandson asks you—what do you think of when you see this dish?"

The Food God stood up: "Earlier, someone said this dish contains everything—what flies in heaven, runs on earth, swims in water, grows in soil—it's all in here."

"So, Food God, you still haven't said the dish's name, have you?"

Zhenyuanzi mocked him.

The Food God rolled his eyes: "I haven't finished speaking yet—if it's not related to containing everything, then it must be 'Sea Embraces All Rivers'."

The celestial officials didn't understand: "What does this have to do with 'Sea Embraces All Rivers'?"

"Please look."

The Food God walked to the Buddhist side, bowed to a Buddhist disciple, and said: "Sorry, since you can't eat it anyway, let me just give a demonstration."

Sun Wukong watched the Food God's actions with interest—now he might not need to act himself, and could even flip the wok.

The Food God lifted the small cup and said: "Look inside this cup."

The celestial officials craned their necks to look inside, but besides the broth and ingredients, they saw nothing different.

Yang Jian let out a cold snort—others were lively, but he only found it noisy; this kind of childish game, he truly had no interest in joining.

Moreover, there are Buddhist people here whom he dislikes; staying another moment here makes him feel extremely noisy.

"Really, after all this, you still haven't figured out what it is?"

The Food God picked up the spoon and stirred in the small cup: "If I compare this golden broth to the sea, have I explained clearly enough? If it's like this and someone still doesn't understand, then you immortals have truly wasted your cultivation."

The celestial officials froze for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Ah, now I see—truly impressive, to think of this level—Food God truly lives up to his name; we gladly admit defeat."

"Wait, Food God."

Zhenyuanzi interrupted the scene: "So you're not telling me—does this dish's name really call 'Sea Embraces All Rivers'?"

The Food God laughed proudly: "Exactly—how is it? Are you unhappy because I guessed this dish's name correctly?"

"No no no."

Zhenyuanzi raised his hand to his forehead: "I just want to tell you not to get too proud too early—if you can answer correctly, I'll eat this dish right here."

"How come you're here to cheat food and drink?"

The Food God was very dissatisfied: "This dish is so delicious I still want to eat it—if I could eat it, why would I give it to you?"

"No."

Zhenyuanzi explained: "I'm not here to cheat food and drink—I'm just making a vow."

The two went back and forth, others trying to interject couldn't get a word in.

Everyone shifted their attention and began asking Sun Wukong for confirmation, "Great Chef Sun Wukong, please tell us, is this dish name correct or not?"

Sun Wukong shook his head again, "Incorrect, incorrect."

No matter how they guessed they couldn't get it right, and some celestial officials couldn't help but start to doubt, "Great Chef Sun Wukong, what do you mean by this? Could it be this dish fundamentally has no name, and you came out to fool us..."

"Bullshit."

Sun Wukong suddenly flew into a rage, "This dish name was given by my master, how could it possibly have no name, it's just that you lot are truly too stupid, merely guessing a name, yet no matter how you guess you can't get it right."