Divine Lucky Star
Chapter 605 - 604 Saying no with your lips, but your body is quite honest, huh!

Chapter 605: Chapter 604 Saying no with your lips, but your body is quite honest, huh!

"All right, now we need to make the next dish," Wang Hao put the finished Di San Xian aside and started on the next one.

Di San Xian was very hot, and it was perfect timing to make a cold dish now.

In today’s world, where greater emphasis is placed on health and well-being, family feasts during festivals are incomplete without a variety of cold dishes. A tasty cold dish requires skill—it must be fresh, glossy, and healthy. There is absolutely no issue with choosing this.

He opted for the crispy and refreshing marinated wood ear mushrooms.

"Prepare some soaked black wood ear mushrooms for me," Wang Hao began instructing the chefs, "a bit of spring onion, 3-4 cloves of garlic chopped up, a big spoonful of pickled peppers, sugar, soy sauce, olive oil, Sichuan peppercorns..."

The entire kitchen buzzed with action.

While Wang Hao was busy, Bai Yaning and the others in the private room occasionally chatted about some light, inconsequential topics.

Although Bill Bragg appeared as a rival in love, after all, he was the sole heir to the Brage family. Everyone present belonged to the real elites, with Ren Xing being the least affluent with family assets totaling several billions. Therefore, leaving Bill’s motives aside for coming here, at least there wouldn’t be any issues with etiquette.

Naturally, if there were opportunities for cooperation, that would be even better.

The group chatted casually for a while before the door to the private room was pushed open, and a wait-staff rolled in a dining cart.

Everyone in the room craned their necks to look; on the cart were two dishes.

The dishes were very simple: one portion of raw mixed black wood ear mushrooms, and one portion of stir-fried potatoes and eggplants.

"This is the Northeastern Food prepared by that gentleman," the server introduced the dishes to everyone, "This cold dish is called crispy and refreshing marinated wood ear mushrooms, and the other is called Di San Xian."

After a brief introduction, he served the dishes onto the table.

Both dishes weren’t large in quantity and looked very exquisite on the table.

"Crispy and refreshing marinated wood ear mushrooms? Di San Xian?" Zhao Zhenhao and the others all leaned forward to get a better look at the dishes.

As soon as they leaned in, a delicious aroma wafted from the dishes, prompting saliva to immediately secrete in their mouths and a single thought emerged—want to eat!

"Holy shit, Brother Hao’s cooking skills are amazing!" Ren Xing desperately jumped up and down, "Eh, eh, eh, old Zhao, normally, shouldn’t we let someone else take the first bite?"

He wasn’t wrong, although this guy was single-minded and a big foodie, it didn’t mean he was foolish—being the first to reach for the dishes in such a situation would surely draw people’s scorn.

"Yes, yes, yes, normally it should be the guest who takes the first bite," Zhao Zhenhao and the others quickly sat down, as Bai Yaning was also very curious and smiled at Bill, "Mr. Bill, according to the traditions of the Heavenly People’s Republic, a visitor from afar should be the first to taste."

"I see," Bill Bragg looked at the two dishes from his seat, decisively shook his head, and said, "These dishes look quite ordinary to me. I’m not really tempted to eat them, let Miss Ice Princess eat first, I’ll wait for the next dish."

This guy was putting on airs again!

From his attitude, he clearly didn’t want to eat and save face for Brother Hao, right?

But that’s okay too, we’ve done our part in offering, whether he eats or not is none of our business, right?

Zhao Zhenhao was the first to extend his chopsticks, "Well, in that case, we won’t be polite," he said, as he picked up a piece of wood ear and popped it into his mouth...

Truth be told, this was the first time Zhao Zhenhao had ever eaten a dish made by Wang Hao. As soon as the wood ear entered his mouth, the refreshing scent immediately hit his nostrils—his entire body felt rejuvenated as if eating a bite of ginseng fruit, with every pore seeming to dance!

Delicious! It truly was scrumptious!

Is this the legendary Northeastern Food?!

"So delicious!" Ren Xing couldn’t help but snatch up three or four slices of wood ear and put them into his mouth, exclaiming while eating, "Brother Hao’s cooking is simply out of this world! I won’t be shy then!"

Wang Meng Fei also happened to try a piece of eggplant from the Di San Xian and shrieked, "How can it be so delicious? Brother Hao is simply a natural-born chef... Fatty! What are you doing?! Put that plate down! Put it down now!"

Ren Xing, holding the plate and screaming like a stuck pig, said, "Gentle, sister, with my size, can I ever not be hungry... I’m just putting aside a small bowl, just a small bowl!"

"Dammit! What am I supposed to eat if you take a small bowl?!" Fang Wenbin decisively fought with his chopsticks against Ren Xing, "Get off! Move it! Leave some for us, you’ll eat everything leaving not even the soup for us if we let you go unchecked! Old Zhao! What are you up to? Leave some black wood ear for me! You planning to eat it all or what?!"

As the four of them instantly turned into a boisterous crowd, Bai Yaning, who usually kept to herself, widened her eyes in amazement.

Has the food Wang Hao cooked really that good? To the point of fighting over it?!

"Let me try," Bai Yaning picked up her chopsticks and gently picked up a piece of potato, then blew on it softly and took a small bite.

Potatoes melt in the mouth.

Instantly, that faint aroma hits straight to the top of the head, and all worries disappear!

Delicious! Truly delicious!

As the treasured daughter of the Bai family, one of the four major families, what social scene hasn’t Bai Yaning witnessed? The delicacies of her everyday life are beyond the wildest imaginations of ordinary people.

Even at the Hualong Xuan, she could live there all year if she wanted. But today, having tasted the "Three Fresh Delicacies from the Earth" prepared by Wang Hao, she finally realized just how fortunate one feels as a citizen of a great gourmet empire!

"This guy!" Bai Yaning cursed with a laugh and, although she still maintained her reserved posture, her hands started moving quickly—judging by the looks of Zhao Zhenhao and others, this was truly a case of the quick get and the slow lose!

Sitting to the side, watching the five people’s chopsticks fly, even the stoic Bill Bragg couldn’t help but be full of suspicion: "It’s just wood ear mushrooms, eggplant, and potatoes, right? I eat these things often. How could they be this delicious? These jerks must be putting on a show just to lure me into taking a bite. Hmph, I won’t be fooled!"

While he thought this, the dishes on the other side didn’t wait for him. Zhao Zhenhao and the others swooped down like hawks, and in the blink of an eye, the two dishes were cleaned out!

Ren Xing even picked up the plate from the "Three Fresh Delicacies from the Earth" to lick it, while curiously asking Bill Bragg, "Mr. Bill, you’re really not going to eat? It’s so tasty!"

"Is licking the plate the newest etiquette in the Heavenly People’s Republic?" Bill Bragg was startled for a moment, then shook his head: "I’d rather not. I’ve eaten eggplant and potatoes too much since I was a kid; I’m really not interested in these two ingredients."

"Oh," Ren Xing continued to lick the plate, looking as ludicrous as one could be, yet Zhao Zhenhao and the others couldn’t muster a laugh, only staring blankly at the plate in Ren Xing’s hand.

Damn it! If it weren’t for the status of being from one of the four great families, would it be Ren Xing’s turn to lick the plate, this damn fatty?!

Actually, they should be thankful for Bill Bragg’s presence, otherwise, these people would have most certainly started a fight on the spot!

And probably the last one standing would have been Wang Mengfei; then they’d have the pleasure of watching a lady lick the plate as a special performance.

"The dishes are here!" Soon, the door to the private room opened again, and the waiter brought in two more dishes.

The dishes this time were still very simple, the most common ones in Northeastern cuisine: "Sauerkraut with pork belly stewed with glass noodles, and wild chicken stewed with potatoes and mushrooms."

As soon as the waiter had introduced the dishes, Zhao Zhenhao and the others couldn’t wait any longer!

"Quick, quick, quick," Zhao Zhenhao urged, "Hurry up and serve it. I just wasn’t satisfied yet when it was gone, and Brother Hao didn’t even make more..." And then he screamed frantically: "Ren Xing! You dead fatty, trying to hog it all again!"

"I’ll share some, hot! Hot!" Ren Xing panicked, sweating profusely: "Old Zhao, slow down, it’s just come off the stove, extremely hot!"

"I want to try," Bai Yaning couldn’t wait to extend her chopsticks, then carefully picked up a small piece of chicken, blew on it, and put it in her mouth.

Delicious! So delicious!

Compared with the earlier dishes, this dish was rich but not greasy; the aroma of the potatoes and mushrooms blended perfectly, and even one bite left a lingering taste in the mouth.

"Old Zhao, what are you doing?!" Fang Wenbin reached out with his chopsticks to fight with Zhao Zhenhao: "There’s only so much chicken and you’ve taken almost half of it! That’s not okay, absolutely not!"

"Nonsense, didn’t you see their speed? Mengfei and the fatty are practically flying while eating. If I don’t hurry, there’ll be nothing left of these two dishes!" Zhao Zhenhao didn’t hesitate at all, desperately grabbing more food for his bowl: "And now you’re fighting me for it, if you’re any slower, you won’t get any!"

"Damn, it’s true," Fang Wenbin no longer cared for anything else but to snatch: "Fatty, leave some for me! At this rate, you’ll eat it all, and we’ll all be left to starve!"

"I’m starving! You can’t be this cruel!" Ren Xing was so distressed he was almost crying: "Look at my size, do you have the heart to snatch food from my mouth? Do you?!"

The entire room was in chaos when Wang Hao pushed the dining cart in. This time, it was the simplest egg fried rice: "What are you all doing? Why are you fighting like this? Come on, don’t just eat dishes that leave you parched. Have some rice first."

"Rice! Hahaha! Rice is served!" Seeing that plate of egg fried rice, they were happier than if they’d found a mountain of gold or silver: "I’ve been waiting for this till I could die! Brother Hao, quick, let us taste!"

Wang Hao then served rice to everyone, making sure to give Bai Yaning a little extra: "You must be starving from the flight, right?"

A simple sentence, but to Bai Yaning, it sounded sweeter to her ears than any term of endearment spoken over three days and nights!

She nodded obediently: "Yes."

Soon everyone had their rice, and Wang Hao looked at Bill Bragg, observing his clean plate curiously: "Mr. Bill, haven’t you eaten at all just now?"

"Not hungry," Bill Bragg responded, his voice betraying his resolve as he smelled the tempting aroma: "I’m not that hungry, and it seems this Northeastern cuisine isn’t anything special after all."

However, as if on cue, his stomach betrayed him with a loud "gurgle, gurgle" sound!

Zhao Zhenhao and the others could barely contain their laughter—this guy might say he doesn’t want any, but his body was honestly begging for it! Hahaha!