Gourmet of Another World
Chapter 289

Bu Fang calmly covered his pot with a lid made of wood . After sealing it, he carried it out without caring about the cold gazes the other cooks gave him .

The other cooks were extremely angry as the dishes they prepared with utmost care were suppressed by Bu Fang's dish . Not to mention the fact that Bu Fang's dish was made from ordinary ingredients . This was an outright humiliation to the other cooks .

However, no matter how angry they were, they didn't attack Bu Fang . After all, they were in another group's camp and the commander, Zhu, was standing not too far away . Even if they wanted to teach Bu Fang a lesson, they had to wait till they returned to their own camp .

Therefore the only thing the other cooks could do was to snort at him coldly . They also glared at Bu Fang with eyes that didn't harbor good intentions .

Wei Dafu was extremely shocked by Bu Fang's skill . However, his shock was quickly suppressed by him as he knew that the tallest tree in a forest would always be ravaged by the wind . Such a statement was applicable everywhere, and Bu Fang's splendid performance had already attracted many jealous and wary gazes .

Bu Fang's life among the army cooks would just get more and more difficult from now on . It might even reach the stage where it would be difficult for Bu Fang to take a single step out .

However, Bu Fang wasn't concerned about any of this at all .

The only change in his expression was when he furrowed his brows . Ignoring the sharp gazes from the other cooks, he lifted his pot and left the camp . The pot was empty and it was justifiable for him to return to his own tent .

After witnessing Bu Fang's empty pot, Wei Dafu could feel his face heating up . He was starting to feel embarrassed as he was the one who was skeptical about Bu Fang's dish in the first place . He had ferociously said that if Bu Fang's dish wasn't eaten by anyone, he would ruthlessly punish him . However, the results made Wei Dafu choke on his words . It seemed as though his words gave him a sharp slap on his own face .

Not only was Bu Fang's dish eaten, but it was also the first to be eaten completely .

Comparing yourself to another person would truly . . . make you choke yourself in anger .

"Are the dishes made by this kid . . . . really that good?" Wei Dafu's head was already starting to spin .

Bu Fang carried his pot as he walked back to his camp . After stretching lazily, he sat down cross-legged on his bed . He thought about the ingredients which didn't have the slightest trace of spirit energy in them and he couldn't help but furrow his brows . He thought about the different ways he could have cooked the ingredients .

While Bu Fang was deep in his thoughts, mealtime ended and the other cooks started returning to the camp .

The atmosphere in the camp instantly became awkward .

Long Cai was the first one who came over to Bu Fang . He was also the first one to give Bu Fang a kind warning . Bu Fang's dish stole the limelight of all the other cooks and thus the dishes prepared by them were not well received by the soldiers .

Currently, the old cooks wanted to give Bu Fang a hard time .

Bu Fang's response gave Long Cai a shock . He stared at Bu Fang dumbfounded when he realized that Bu Fang wasn't the least bit worried about the other cooks . With a calm expression, Bu Fang remained on his bed .

Wei Dafu placed his hands behind his back as he followed the other cooks who were making their way toward Bu Fang's tent . They eventually squeezed their way into Bu Fang's tent .

"What kind of smell is this? It's obviously the smell of some kind of poison! What kind of good dish could be made inside such a run-down place?"

"Tsk Tsk Tsk . . . All of you, come over and look at this . The vegetable seems to be rotten and the stench of the rotten vegetables is stinking up the room . Someone actually dares to use such ingredients to prepare food . This is truly shameless . "

"Where are his moral and principles? If the soldiers develop a stomachache after eating food made from this place, it would be a huge problem! What would we do then? "

. . .

The moment the group of cooks came into Bu Fang's tent, they started criticizing and picking fault with him . It was evident that everyone was extremely annoyed with Bu Fang for stealing their limelight .

Bu Fang was a newcomer and a youngster . Yet all of them were experienced cooks and they were suppressed by such a youngster . This made all of them quite unhappy .

Long Cai was angry with the other cooks for picking on Bu Fang, but he had no way to stop them . Although he was young, he had been in the army for quite some time . He heard the stories about how the older cooks would take advantage of their own seniority to suppress the newer cooks . However, this was the first time he actually saw it happening .

He felt a bit disgusted by them . Their current appearance caused goosebumps on his entire body .

Bu Fang was living in the camp where the ordinary ingredients were stored . As they were ordinary ingredients, they had a much shorter shelf life compared to spirit ingredients . Of course, it was normal for some of them to rot . Bu Fang had no idea why they were putting up such a pretentious act in front of him .

Could it be because his dish was accepted by most of the soldiers?

It was easy for a human's mind to lose its harmony . The moment their sanity was lost, they would exhibit disgusting behavior .

Bu Fang calmly swept this group of people with his calm gaze . There wasn't a shred of emotion behind his gaze .

The only thing Bu Fang did was to stare at the rest of the cooks with his cold gaze . He stared at them till all the buzz stopped . The rest of the cooks couldn't help but close their mouth after looking at Bu Fang's cold eyes .

Bu Fang possessed an unfathomable imposing aura which made them slightly cower in fear .

Wei Dafu walked out from the crowd of cooks as he stood before Bu Fang . Facing Bu Fang, a disgruntled expression appeared on his face .

"Kid . . . I admit that your cooking is truly impressive . However, you shouldn't run around rampantly here . Your attitude would make many people uncomfortable, do you understand? If people are uncomfortable with you here, they would make your life difficult . Your days here wouldn't be good at all," Wei Dafu said .

"Why should I care if all of you are comfortable or not? The mission of a chef is to make dishes to please his customers . It is not to cook dishes to please people like you . Moreover, who do you think you are? All of you think that you are so great… Why must I care about what you guys want?"

With a calm expression on his face, he easily rebuked Wei Dafu . It was his first time meeting such unreasonable people . The reason they were picking on him was due to the fact that he cooked delicious food and caught the soldiers' attention . Did they think of suppressing him just because his dish was the most popular?

Was the imperial capital's black-hearted Owner Bu . . . this easy to suppress and bully?

"Now . . . except Long Cai, the rest of you should all get out of my tent . Otherwise . . . " Bu Fang lightly shouted .

The mechanical eyes of Whitey, which stood in the corner of the tent, immediately glittered with a red light . Whitey's eyes swept through the faces of all the cooks with a vicious look .

"What the f*ck! This kid is truly too arrogant . I'm not going to take this lying down, I'll beat him to death . "

A big man which was wearing a military uniform made from linen under his apron walked out from the crowd . He was the most robust among the cooks, and although his cooking wasn't the best, he had the strongest body and cultivation among them .

Arriving in front of Bu Fang, this person gave the table beside him a slap . With a single slap, the table split into several pieces .

As there was already someone taking the initiative to cause trouble, the others followed him and started to cry out angrily and indignantly .

All of them stared at Bu Fang with an angry expression . They were all unhappy with Bu Fang as the dishes they prepared with sweat and effort were suppressed by a dish made from ordinary ingredients . Not to mention the fact that the dish was made by a kid much younger than them .

That kind . . . that kind of trash dish, what qualifications and right did it have to suppress their dishes?

Long Cai's tender face quickly became pale . He looked at the group of people who were behaving aggressively and overbearing toward Bu Fang . He cowered in fear toward where Bu Fang was positioned .

At this moment, Bu Fang and Long Cai seemed like the passengers of a small boat floating before giant waves . They seemed to be enduring the huge waves crashing toward them and overbearing winds battering against them at the same time . It seemed as though the anger of the other cooks were vast giant waves which were about to overturn their little boat . Bu Fang seemed to be completely suppressed at the moment .

"I said . . . stop causing trouble in my tent . Otherwise, you shouldn't blame me for being merciless . "

Bu Fang stood up from the bed and snapped at all of them .

The robust-looking cook stared at Bu Fang as he took another step toward him . He reached his hand out to grab Bu Fang's collar, wanting to teach Bu Fang a lesson . This kind of insolent and rude newcomer should be properly taught a lesson . He actually dared to steal his seniors' limelight!

Bu Fang stared at him and lifted his slender hand . With a light slap, he slapped away the hand of the robust cook .

A resounding and crisp sound immediately resounded in the room . That robust cook instantly felt as though his hands had swelled up and the intense pain caused beads of sweat to form on his forehead .

"Whitey . . . strip this group of people who are causing trouble . After you are done, throw them out," Bu Fang calmly said .

Two red eyes behind Bu Fang immediately shone brightly and Whitey's clone appeared . Its glittering red eyes looked toward the cooks surrounding Bu Fang .

"Snort! Stop with your tricks . What are you trying to achieve with this trivial and worn out puppet?" Wei Dafu snorted coldly with disdain as he looked at Whitey .

Whitey seemed quite ordinary and Wei Dafu had seen many puppets like this . In his years as an army cook, he came in touch with many strange and odd sects during the army's campaigns . One of the sects was specialized in making puppets such as the one beside Bu Fang .

Wei Dafu wasn't worried at all as he thought that puppets like this didn't have any kind of fighting prowess . However, he was astonished as the sound of clothes tearing resounded the moment he finished his sentence .

Rip!

A crisp sound rang out . It was accompanied by a white shadow flying away . The sound caused by a heavy object falling on the floor resounded not too long after, outside the tent .

Everyone blanked out as they simultaneously turned their heads . As they looked outside the tent, they saw a robust and huge naked man covering his crotch as his entire body trembled . He was struggling to stand up, and he looked extremely pitiful .

As the corners of Bu Fang's mouth curled upwards, he patted Whitey's round belly . Crawling back to his bed, he sat cross-legged on it as he ignored the rest of the cooks .

His gaze was still calm and composed like a flowing cloud .