Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 231: Mmm, Delicious
"This chair is much better than the one I used to have!" Sun Wukong remarked as he pressed the chair’s surface with his monkey’s paw, "The chairs at Chaos Residence back in the day were wooden and got a bit hard over time, not very comfortable."
Sun Wukong sat in the chair, trying out a few movements, his face beaming with delight.
"This one is really good, I wonder if Master has any spares? Before leaving, I might as well try asking for one."
He was busy in the Imperial Kitchen from morning till night, and he really needed such a chair to relax.
However, Sun Wukong had no intention of taking these displayed chairs—if they were just enough for the shop’s use, then it was better to forget about it. The most important thing was to prioritize Master’s Chaos Residence.
"Chef Wukong, don’t forget us either!" the Two Deities chimed in, flattering with a pleasing smile.
They also wanted to take back a chair to sit on, now that would be enjoyment!
A while later, Chen Nuo finished preparing all the dishes and brought them over.
Looking at the dishes in front of them, identical to the pictures, the Two Deities were gobsmacked.
It was real, the perfect appearance was indeed achieved, the roasted lamb leg was huge, golden brown, and glistening with irresistible oil sheen.
The braised pork was layered with fat and lean, presenting a reddish-brown color, coated with sauce, irresistibly bright and tempting. The pieces were uniform in size, pleasing to look at in and of themselves.
I want to eat!
They’d been immersed in culinary arts for many years and had never seen such enticing dishes before. They had tasted the roasted lamb leg and braised pork prepared by Chef Wukong.
But even Chef Wukong couldn’t achieve this level of perfection!
The God of Cookery and Kitchen God took a deep breath, unconsciously smacking their lips, their faces filled with delight. The appearance was appealing, and the aroma was even more seductive to the senses.
What kind of deliciousness would they taste when eating it?
They were, after all, people who had been devoted to culinary arts for many years and had strong taste-testing abilities. Even without actually eating it, they could imagine the peerless delicacy.
Sun Wukong looked at the glistening, fragrant fried rice on the plate, feeling a bit melancholic for a moment.
Now, although his culinary skills weren’t on par with Master’s, he was completely capable of holding his own, and he had also achieved his wish of becoming an immortal, allowing him to live forever.
He knew more than anyone that all of this was given to him by his Master. In this life, Sun Wukong would only revere, respect, kneel, and worship his teacher—everything else was but clouds and smoke.
"Thank you, Shopkeeper Chen, for your hospitality! I, the Junior Deity, would not dare to refuse!" Kitchen God said merrily, rubbing his hands and unable to contain himself.
Chen Nuo nodded, stepped aside to offer his place, and said softly, "Please, enjoy your meal."
Eagerly picking up a pair of chopsticks, Kitchen God reached for the brightly colored braised pork on the plate, but the moderately sized piece of meat didn’t get picked up.
Instead, the chopsticks effortlessly sliced through the middle of the meat, separating the lean from the fat, with the top layer of fat slightly quivering from Kitchen God’s action.
But none of these details escaped the eyes of Kitchen God, who was shocked by the tenderness of the braised pork!!!
To stew meat to such tenderness without losing its shape and elasticity was truly astonishing!
Don’t even mention the taste, just this skill alone was beyond him; mastering such precise control of heat required reaching the ultimate state of art!
This clearly showed how exceptional Shopkeeper Chen’s culinary skills were!
Trying again more carefully, Kitchen God gingerly gripped the braised pork, maintaining the right pressure, lifting it bit by bit until it separated from the plate—success!
Filled with excitement, Kitchen God popped a piece into his mouth. The savory meat, infused with the sweet sauce, was tender and sticky, immediately breaching the defenses of his heart.
The lean meat was not dry, the fatty meat not greasy; together, they seemed like a perfect pair, inseparable.
In this world, there could actually be such delicious food!
Seeing Kitchen God’s aged face ripple like a blooming daisy, God of Cookery shivered inwardly. Shopkeeper Chen’s dishes were indeed beautifully done, but Old Zao’s eating manners were truly disgusting.
Was it really necessary to overreact like that? Such a lack of composure for an immortal of the Heavenly Court, God of Cookery thought to himself, somewhat speechless.
Even though their culinary skills were inferior to Shopkeeper Chen’s, they were still strong figures in the culinary world. How could they lack even a bit of self-control and grace?
So easily conquered by fine food?
Let him set an example, then. Straightening his posture, the God of Cookery noticed the transparent gloves prepared on the table.
Though he had never seen them before, they were simple and self-explanatory at a glance.
Secretly amazed, he thought that with these things, handling the greasy chunks of meat would indeed be much more convenient!
He put on the gloves with an air of decorum and skillfully sprinkled some of the chili powder from the small plate beside him onto the dish, even though it was his first time.
The steaming lamb leg met with the chili powder, and an enticing spicy aroma was released.
Holding the prepared knife, the God of Cookery carved out a small piece of lamb and stuffed it into his mouth.
The spiciness exploded on the tip of his tongue instantly, spreading swiftly through his entire mouth, tingling and numbing, leaving his heart and spirit exhilarated.
The lamb was full-flavored, without the gamey taste that most people find off-putting, tender and delicate, and you could even feel a hint of lamb fat with each careful chew.
Natural, and just right, without causing any cloying aftertaste.
This roasted lamb leg was truly perfect, unparalleled by anyone.
For a moment, the God of Cookery was also engulfed in the experience, unable to extricate himself, his expressive face competing with the Kitchen God’s worn one.
Seeing this, Chen Nuo rubbed his temples with some headache. Goodness, were these two really the best cooks of the Heavenly Court, eating like starving ghosts reborn?
He had thought Sun Wukong’s way of first eating food was bad enough, but here were two more who were even more exaggerated.
On the other hand, Sun Wukong was eating with his chopsticks at a leisurely pace, forming a stark contrast with the eating manners of the two deities.
For a moment, it was unclear who looked more human.
This is the flavor!
Excitement leapt in Sun Wukong’s heart. Every time he ate fried rice with egg, it was a unique pleasure—a taste he would never forget in this lifetime.
His monkey life had also become more colorful because of this dish.
The hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, as Sun Wukong cleared his mind and spirit, savoring this delightful taste.
Chen Nuo was curious what sort of Awakening these two Junior Deities might have as he watched the God of Cookery and the Kitchen God wolf down their food.
Braised pork, piece by piece.
Lamb leg meat, one after another.
The God of Cookery and the Kitchen God sped up their eating, even though they could be considered old-timers in the Three Realms’ culinary spheres.
But faced with Chen Nuo’s dishes, they all lost their composure and grace. The gap between them was conservative to describe as a chasm.
After all, even Sun Wukong’s cooking was out of their reach, let alone Chen Nuo, who stood at the pinnacle of culinary art.
"Delicious!"
"So fragrant!"
The eating speed of the God of Cookery and the Kitchen God kept increasing, as they began to express their emotions incoherently.
However, there was still no sign of Awakening, right up until they finished everything.
"What joy!" The Kitchen God patted his belly with no regard for image, leaning back in his chair with a contented look all over his face.
Is this what enjoyment feels like? Truly comfortable.
Since coming to Heavenly Court, this was his first time experiencing such a feeling. Although it wasn’t being served by others, tasting the exquisite food made him feel like he was the most blissful person in the world.
Even the Emperor would have to step aside.
