The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 788 - : A Glutton Arrives at Misty Sect, The Young Gourmet

Chapter 788 -788: A Glutton Arrives at Misty Sect, The Young Gourmet

Ye Feng ran off, skidding back to the Sect Leader’s Great Hall.

Misty Sect’s back kitchen.

Xia Wenwen stood on the floor, staring at Li Jiaojiao and the others, and for a moment the whole scene quieted down.

“Did I hear that correctly?”

“She is actually a descendant of the Jiaoyang Ancient Saint!”

“Then doesn’t that mean she has the bloodline of a Saint?”

“Little junior sister, I heard you like eating a lot?”

Li Jiaojiao and the other disciples all squatted down, surrounding the dolled-up Xia Wenwen, bombarding her with one question after another.

“Yes!” Xia Wenwen lightly nodded her chin, sucked on her right index finger, glanced at the various ingredients in the back kitchen, and couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

This action provoked the disciples to burst into suppressed laughter.

Li Jiaojiao’s hands rested on Xia Wenwen’s tender shoulders, and she said softly, “Little junior sister, whatever you want to eat, we’ll make it for you, and we’ll make sure to feed you until you’re plump and rosy.”

“Really? That’s wonderful!” Xia Wenwen’s eyes lit up with excitement.

She added, “But, I’m very picky, and if it doesn’t taste good, I won’t want to eat it.”

The disciples laughed again.

“Little junior sister, take a look at who we are.”

“This is Misty Sect’s back kitchen after all!”

“Everyone here is either a Chef King or a Chef Emperor, especially Senior Sister Jiaojiao; she is universally recognized as a Chef God.”

The disciples spoke all at once, full of confidence.

“Ah, really? I can’t wait anymore!” Xia Wenwen salivated as she smacked her lips.

“I’ll start you off with some fried rice with egg,” a young man stepped forward, volunteering himself.

His name was Bai Hanlin, at the first level of Spirit Sea.

Not long ago, Bai Hanlin traveled out and partook in a Spirit Chef competition in a Three-Star city, where he won first place and was honored by the world as “Young Chef King.”

“It’s Brother Bai!”

“He is the Young Chef King, he will definitely satisfy our little junior sister’s taste buds.”

The disciples discussed among themselves.

By now, Bai Hanlin had already started heating the wok and oil.

Even though it was just fried rice with egg, Bai Hanlin was not the least bit careless.

Making fried rice with egg may seem simple, but in reality, it’s not that simple at all; it’s a real test of one’s basic skills!

Sizzle!

Bai Hanlin’s method was to first heat the wok and oil, then pour in the slightly moist and loose rice, and begin evenly stirring it.

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He poured the well-beaten raw eggs into the rice along with some salt, starting to evenly stir-fry.

When it came to controlling the heat, Bai Hanlin was truly exceptional.

Very soon.

The fried rice in the wok turned into individual grains, pale golden in color, glistening like gold and jade, and with the enticing aroma, it was irresistible.

“Gulp!”

Many disciples swallowed their saliva.

Even Li Jiaojiao felt that the appearance and smell of the fried rice were near perfect, only the taste remained to be known.

“It’s ready!”

Bai Hanlin placed the fried rice into a white ceramic bowl, compressed and leveled it, then inverted it onto a plate to form a dome shape.

The final stage.

Bai Hanlin placed a pair of chopsticks on the right side of the plate and presented it to Xia Wenwen.

“Come on, give it a taste!”

The disciples all inhaled the aroma, thinking it smelled great, and they all wanted to eat, while Xia Wenwen kept swallowing saliva.

She picked up the chopsticks, pinched a grain of rice, and put it in her mouth.

It melted in her mouth, soft and sweet!

This was Xia Wenwen’s first impression of the fried rice with egg. Soon after, a rich flavor unfolded between her lips and teeth, tantalizing her taste buds, giving her a faint sense of happiness.

On her little face, a satisfied smile appeared.

“Little junior sister, how does it feel?”

Bai Hanlin hurriedly asked.

Xia Wenwen didn’t speak but started devouring her rice, finishing a plate of fried rice in just a few bites. Still unsatisfied, she even began licking the plate, shocking everyone present.

That appetite!

Are you sure she’s a little girl?

The crowd was flabbergasted.

“Wow, the flavor is indeed good, and the texture is lovely. The fried rice is also very fragrant, but there’s just a bit too much oil,” Xia Wenwen began to comment.

“What? Too much oil, that’s impossible!” Bai Hanlin blinked, trying hard to recall the fried rice-making process.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

When pouring the oil, he seemed to have indeed added just a tad more due to inertia.

But normally, the average person wouldn’t notice any problem.

After all, it was just a little bit of oil.

However, Xia Wenwen said, “My sense of taste is extremely sensitive, and my standard for food is very high. For this fried rice of yours, I’ll give you 6 points!”

“What? Only 6 points?” Bai Hanlin’s eyes widened in astonishment.

He was the Chef King, after all!

Why on earth does such good fried rice get only 6 points?

“Out of a perfect score of 10, getting 6 points is passing!” Xia Wenwen was counting on her fingers, “In our Jiaoyang Realm, many Spirit Chefs can’t even make fried rice that passes the mark!”

Bai Hanlin’s face fell.

So getting 6 points was something to be grateful for.

“Junior Brother, your fried rice indeed has flaws. Strive for improvement next time,” Li Jiaojiao finally spoke up.

She was the Chef God.

Once she spoke, no one dared to object.

“Cultivators’ senses are very sharp. Sometimes, even a grain of salt or a drop of oil too many can be tasted, especially for a junior sister like you with such sensitive taste buds. A tiny flaw is considered a failure,” Li Jiaojiao elaborated, looking at Xia Wenwen as if she was seeing a precious treasure.

“You might not understand yet the enormous significance our junior sister has for us.”

At these words, all the disciples were taken aback.

“I get it!”

An astute female disciple quickly grasped the meaning, “Our junior sister has extremely sensitive taste buds, even surpassing us cultivators, so she’s a natural gourmet!”

Li Jiaojiao nodded continuously, “Exactly, our junior sister is a gourmet. She can point out the flaws in delicious food, and by adjusting based on her feedback, our skills will surely keep improving.”

Upon hearing this, all the disciples had an epiphany.

“So that’s how incredible our junior sister is!”

Bai Hanlin and the other disciples’ eyes lit up as they looked at Xia Wenwen with newfound respect.

“Junior Sister, we will rely on you from now on,” they said.

Li Jiaojiao crouched down and pinched Xia Wenwen’s cheek.

“Alright, the senior brothers and sisters will handle the cooking, and I’ll take care of the eating,” Xia Wenwen raised her fist, licking her lips.

She felt that she would definitely be able to eat her fill at Misty Sect.

Thereafter, the disciples started to make their specialty dishes.

Even Li Jiaojiao began to join in.

Before long.

Over a hundred dishes were laid out on the long table in the kitchen, including all sorts of creatures from the sky, land, and water.

“Wow! This one’s a bit salty.”

“This dish is nice, just a tad too sweet.”

“Senior Sister Jiaojiao’s iron plate squid is so delicious, it’s nearly flawless. If there’s a fault, it’s that there’s too little, hardly enough to satisfy.”

Xia Wenwen showcased her extraordinary ability to critique dishes.

Although she had not attended professional gourmet training, her innate talent for taste was her greatest asset.

Just by expressing her personal tasting experience, she helped the disciples pinpoint their weaknesses and find appropriate solutions.

Atop Misty Peak.

Ye Feng, observing the scene projected from the kitchen, stroked his chin and nodded quietly to himself.

“This little girl is really something!”