Chapter 14: Liu Yidao's Sudden Diarrhea

  The car was bought quickly because he is not a car enthusiast, so his requirements for choosing a car are not too high.

  He chose a Chery Tiggo, which looks very powerful and is not expensive. Most importantly, it's a domestic car.

  Although Chu Feng doesn't have much patriotic sentiment, at times he still wants to support domestic products.

  Actually, since providing a hundred-year-old cellar wine to Suigetuanyuan, Chufeng has already expressed his intention to resign to Qin Fang.

  Just being human requires a beginning and an end, so Chu Feng decided to leave at the end of the month.

  Chu Feng finished buying the car and since it was about time, he directly drove to Zhuangyuan Pavilion.

  As soon as Chu Feng entered the Zhuangyuan Pavilion, he felt that the atmosphere was somewhat off. Manager Qin Fang actually appeared in the main hall, and her expression was clearly dissatisfied.

  Behind her, several head chefs of the Shuangyuan Pavilion were standing, to know that these head chefs usually rarely come to the main hall, today they all gathered in the main hall, could it be that something has happened?

  Chu Feng looked at Qin Fang with a puzzled expression. Qin Fang raised his head and glanced at the crowd, forcing a smile: "Everyone should know that our Shuangyuan Pavilion has entered the final of the First Cooking Competition in Pinghai City, and the final is in two hours. However, as the head chef of our Shuangyuan Pavilion, Chef Liu suddenly got diarrhea, so..."

  She hadn't even finished speaking when things started getting out of hand downstairs.

  "What? Master Liu is ill?"

  "Yes, how is this possible? I saw him just half an hour ago and he was in high spirits. How could he have fallen ill all of a sudden?"

  Qin Fang looked at the noisy crowd, a bitter expression flashed across her face. For this cooking competition, she had put in a lot of thought, and Liu Yidao had indeed not let her down, entering the final round with ease. Everything was going so smoothly and perfectly, but just now, Liu Yidao suddenly started having severe diarrhea and couldn't even leave the bathroom.

  She calmed herself, slightly pressing down with both hands, signaling everyone to quiet down: "Liu Shifu suddenly had unstoppable diarrhea, so he couldn't participate in the famous chef competition two hours later. That's why I gathered you all here, to come up with a countermeasure."

  Qin Fang said this, and the room immediately fell silent. Liu Yidao's reputation and culinary skills in Zhuangyuan Pavilion were unparalleled, and no one could match him. Now that he couldn't go, even if someone else went, they would probably just be accompanying the prince to read books, and it was fundamentally impossible for them to win.

  In the hall, the dull atmosphere became very oppressive.

  Qin Fang saw that no one was speaking, and felt a little disappointed. She lightly cleared her throat and looked at Zhou Qing Shan, the second head chef of Zhuangyuan Pavilion: "Chef Zhou, are you confident?"

  "Me?" Zou Qing Shan looked at Qin Fang with some surprise, then shook his head: "If Manager Qin lets me go, of course I wouldn't dare decline, but even if I went, I'm afraid I still wouldn't get good results."

  Qin Fang knew he was telling the truth, after all, the situation in the champion's pavilion, she understood it better than anyone else, except for Liu Yidao, the rest of the great chefs were not bad, but they were all a big notch worse.

  "Are we going to give up?" Qin Fang's voice was very low, with a strong sense of unwillingness, but she understood that if they went to participate and ended up at the bottom, it would be better to forfeit in advance for the benefit of the champion pavilion.

  "Perhaps giving up is also a good choice for us." Wang Deman, who had been silent all along, finally stood up and took over Qin Fang's words with a painful expression.

  Qin Fang looked at Wang De Man, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes, but she had nothing to say. After all, it was she who had suggested giving up the right just now, and now that she had given it up, it was so hard for her to accept.

  "No, we can't give up!" Chu Feng had been in close contact with the Zhuangyuan Pavilion since he sold his hundred-year-old wine to Qin Fang, and he even found a sense of belonging. So when he heard that they were going to give up, he couldn't just be a bystander anymore, and stepped forward.

  Seeing Chu Feng come out, Qin Fang was somewhat surprised. However, at this time, she indeed needed someone to stand behind her, so her hopeful eyes looked towards Chu Feng.

  "Hmph!" Wang Demao snorted in anger, coldly sneering as he approached Chu Feng. His eyes were filled with disdain and contempt: "You're not giving up? Do you really think you can win?"

  "I'm not confident." How could Chu Feng be confident? He would only cook instant noodles, and at most, add two eggs to it. Asking him to cook was basically a joke. But facing Wang De's scornful gaze, a surge of anger suddenly rose up in his heart: "No confidence in winning, but still have to participate. How can you give up until the very last moment?"

  When he said this, he no longer looked at Wang Demao, but turned to Qin Fang instead.

  Qin Fang looked at the sincerity and fervor in Chu Feng's eyes, her heart skipped a beat, just as she was about to speak, Wang De Man on the side hummed again and said: "Don't give up, but you also need to have the strength not to give up, but among our Shuangyuan Pavilion, except for Master Liu, who else has this kind of strength?"

  He said, his eyes still looked around with disdain.

  Zou Qing-shan and other chefs were instantly enraged. They may not be as fierce as Liu Yi-dao, but they wouldn't let others look down on them either.

  Wang Deman obviously didn't give them a chance to speak, but instead provocatively looked at Chu Feng and sneered: "Chu Feng, aren't you very capable? Why don't you go participate? If you can't win, then resign. Do you dare?"

  "How dare you? Why don't you dare?" Chu Feng was finally enraged by Wang De's words and let out a loud roar, directly agreeing to it.

  But after agreeing, I suddenly realized, damn! I've been cheated!

  But the words had already been spoken and couldn't be taken back. He sighed inwardly, still too impulsive, and was actually set up by someone else.

  But another thought also rose in my mind at the same time, I have been too smooth for a while, so I was a bit complacent. It seems that I need to pay more attention in the future.

  But he doesn't regret it either. Quitting his job can't scare him now, after all, he was already planning to quit, and now he has found an excuse.

  And now he has obtained the Heavenly Junkyard, after resigning, he can have more time to cultivate and study the things in the Heavenly Junkyard.

  He just turned his head and saw Wang Demao's arrogant appearance, he wanted to win the game again and hit this guy's arrogance.

  "Fine, you just wait for your resignation!" Wang Demao showed a triumphant look of conspiracy.

  "How can this be? Chu Feng is not even a chef, this bet is unfair to him!" Chen Zhibin, who had been silent in the crowd, couldn't help but speak up for Chu Feng.

  "How can this be?" Jiang Congcong also stood up and said in a low voice.

  ……

  Qin Fang, however, seemed to have not heard the crowd's words. Her beautiful eyes, like water, stared at Chu Feng, her mind racing with thoughts. Ever since Chu Feng provided the hundred-year-old Chen wine to the Zhuangyuan Pavilion, causing its reputation to rise to a new level in a short period of time, she had been paying attention to him. But what she found was that she couldn't see through him at all.

  At this time, Chu Feng actually stood out, and hope rose again in her heart: "Chu Feng, are you really confident?"

  Chu Feng was not confident, how could he be? But since it had come to this point, he couldn't back down and had no choice but to grit his teeth and say with a calm smile: "I do, as long as Manager Qin lets Master Zou and the others help me."

  Qin Fang narrowed her eyes and stared at Chu Feng for a long time before suddenly gritting her teeth: "Alright, I believe you!"

  Wang Deman sneered at Chu Feng with disdain and snorted: "You think you can win? Not in this lifetime!"

  Chu Feng merely gave him a cold glance, completely ignoring his smug expression. He then turned to nod at Qin Fang before looking towards Zou Qing Shan and the other head chefs: "Chef Zou, everyone, although I don't know how to cook, there's one thing I do know - nothing is impossible to surpass!"

  His eyes gleamed with a bright light, and he waved his hand in the air: "Perhaps compared to Master Liu, we have some gap, but that doesn't mean we will definitely lose!"

  Chu Feng's voice became somewhat sonorous, his eyes shone brighter, and his movements also showed a kind of strength: "Every person has ideals, every person has dreams. So I want to know, Master Zou and everyone else, what are your dreams?"

  In the end, Chu Feng almost shouted it out.

  "Got it!" Zou Qingshan was finally stirred up by Chu Feng's competitive spirit, his face turned bright red, and he let out a loud roar in response to Chu Feng.

  "Good!" Chu Feng nodded in satisfaction, his eyes gazing into the distance: "Now that such an opportunity is right before our eyes, should we seize it?"

  "I want!"

  "Do you have the courage to win?"

  Yes!

  A collective roar of anger shook the Champion Pavilion, causing it to emit a buzzing resonance.

  Qin Fang looked at Chu Feng with some astonishment, and a hint of contemplation appeared in her eyes.

  Wang Deman sneered and muttered to himself in a disdainful tone, "Hmph! Does he think he can make good dishes like this? That requires real skill. He'll be kicked out of the Imperial Kitchen soon enough!"

  Chu Feng ignored him and smiled at Qin Fang, then turned to Zou Qing Shan and others, waving his hand: "Let's go, we're going to participate in the Master Chef Competition!"

  "...Go..." The response from below was music to his ears, and it was none other than the always calm and composed Zou Qing Shan. His heart also felt a surge of hot blood, something that hadn't happened in many years. He never thought that today he would be stirred up by a young man, bringing out the dreams and passion in his heart.

  He walked slowly behind, looking at Chu Feng in front of him, that confident and elegant demeanor, vaguely, there was a sense of illusion, as if winning wasn't so difficult after all...