The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 834 - 832: Injustice

"On the contrary, you should be pleased. A Five-star Spiritual Cuisine Master, the current First Spirit Cuisine Master of Longteng; if anyone knows the whereabouts of ’Dragon Bait’, it must be Mu Cang."

The Young Prince Tu put down his wine glass, his expression profound.

"What you say makes sense, Young Prince, but that old guy Mu Cang won’t easily reveal the whereabouts of ’Dragon Bait’."

Yang Su said worriedly.

Mu Cang is notoriously stubborn, impervious to persuasion.

Someone like Master Chen was easy to sway with some benefits, and promptly cooperated.

Yet, despite Yang Su’s multiple overtures to Mu Cang, he received no response.

Arriving in Purple Cloud City, Mu Cang declined the Emperor Longteng’s invitation and chose to stay at a modest inn in the city.

Such a character is the hardest to deal with.

"Yang Su, you might excel at cooking, but dealing with people is my forte. As they say, strike at the vitals, and Mu Cang does indeed have a critical weakness."

The Young Prince Tu chuckled.

Yang Su pondered briefly.

"His granddaughter, Mu Jin."

"Precisely. If I’m not mistaken, his granddaughter seems to have a fondness for your Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns."

After saying this, the Young Prince Tu picked up his chopsticks and pointed at a plate of Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns on the table.

The Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns, shaped like peaches and palm-sized, laid on the plate.

Each was plump and white, with a pink tip exuding a faint aroma of wheat.

Presently, these Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns have become the most popular dessert at Taoyao Pavilion.

Almost every diner that visits Taoyao Pavilion would order a plate of Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns.

As for the Spiritual Delicacy Buns that had once been all the rage in Purple Cloud City.

Whether from De Yue Building or Chu’s Restaurant, those buns have faded from memory, and this is Yang Su’s proudest achievement.

"I dare not eat these, my lord."

"Young Prince, it was thanks to the Poison Saint giving me afurong that I could make these Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns. Rest assured, Young Prince, this plate of Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns is clean."

Yang Su smiled.

"How have your preparations been?"

The Young Prince Tu chuckled as he glanced at Yang Su.

"Young Prince, this way, please."

Yang Su gestured invitingly.

The two headed into the inner chamber of Taoyao Pavilion together.

After Master Ji’s death, when Yang Su took over Taoyao Pavilion, the inner chamber became a forbidden area.

No one except Yang Su was allowed to enter.

Baskets of Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns were placed inside the inner chamber.

All the stoves in the inner chamber had fires burning.

Aside from Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns, the inner chamber also contained a large quantity of firewood.

The firewood in the stoves burned vigorously, sending clouds of white smoke swirling.

The Young Prince Tu picked up a stick of firewood and sniffed it.

"Even Divine Doctor Chu Beiqing, when he wasn’t deranged, couldn’t have imagined we’d use this method to steam the Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns."

Yang Su and the Young Prince Tu exchanged a knowing smile.

In the darkness, a pair of cold eyes watched the two proud figures intently.

Gui Hu glanced at the firewood and disappeared.

On the same night, within Longteng Palace.

"Emperor, things are just as I said; Yang Su and Xin Lin, the two Spirit Cuisine Masters, will hold a dessert contest in the city the day after tomorrow. Whoever’s dessert garners higher popularity will gain the privilege to host the upcoming Spiritual Banquet."

Empress Feng tenderly massaged the Emperor Longteng’s shoulders as she spoke softly.

"Empress, this matter is somewhat inappropriate. Xin Lin is only fourteen years old while Yang Su is already forty. One is a Three-star Spirit Chef, the other a Four-star Spirit Chef; this duel lacks fairness."

The Emperor Longteng raised his eyes, his words filled with dissatisfaction.