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Chapter 305: Is He My Tutor?

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: Is He My Tutor?

The moment the fish flesh was crammed into his mouth, Shi Yuandong, rather than lash out at Chen Wei’s rash actions, cared more about the taste in his mouth—the fish was indeed undercooked! Moreover, the thickening sauce was too light, too thin, and couldn’t suppress the fish’s inherent fishiness at all! It was intensely disagreeable, as if it had exploded right on the tongue!

Shi Yuandong’s cheeks puffed out, yet he forced himself to swallow the nauseating mouthful of fish.

"How could a dish made by me, Shi Yuandong, possibly taste bad? You are clearly slandering me, get out now, you are not welcome here!" Shi Yuandong got up from the ground.

With so many people watching, how could he possibly admit his mistake.

He just needed to drive Chen Wei away.

"To be in denial at this stage, your future is limited to just this," Chen Wei had never thought those who couldn’t even acknowledge their own mistakes to have any great future.

Shi Yuandong was a typical example; perhaps with his talent and effort, he could go further than most, but that was as far as he would get, with no greater progress to be made.

Sooner or later, Shi Yuandong would pay a price for his arrogance—status, wealth, all but fleeting smoke.

"A freeloader like you should be thankful for eating my cooking. Stop causing a scene. If you don’t leave now, watch out, I’ll have security throw you out!" Shi Yuandong was getting desperate, eager to resolve the issue and get rid of the troublemaker Chen Wei without making a scene.

"Since your taste buds are defective, let’s have someone else try it!" Chen Wei was determined to not be cowed today, and this matter had to be settled to his satisfaction.

"Security! Where is the security?! Hurry up and get in here, throw this troublesome fool out!"

Upon hearing Shi Yuandong’s voice, security rushed in with large strides. They had sworn to act decisively but upon seeing who Shi Yuandong wanted to deal with, their knees turned to jelly, nearly collapsing to the ground.

They thought, how could it be this God of Killing!

"What are you standing around for? Get him out of here now, I don’t want to see him in this place anymore!" Shi Yuandong urged.

"Chef Shi, I can’t beat him," the security guard spoke the truth.

He certainly was not like Shi Yuandong, willing to take a vicious beating just for the sake of face.

Actually fighting Chen Wei, a broken arm or a fractured leg seemed mild to him.

"What! You can’t defeat him? Useless trash!" Shi Yuandong’s face flushed red with anger.

"What’s going on here?" An elderly voice rang out.

Chen Wei’s eyes snapped open—this voice sounded familiar, as if he’d heard it before.

"Master!" Shi Yuandong, too, was startled by the voice and turned to look, "Master, you, why have you come so suddenly? You didn’t even notify me."

It was evident that Shi Yuandong held great respect for this master.

"If I don’t notify you, can I not come?"

"Master, I didn’t mean it like that." Shi Yuandong’s feeling towards this master was more out of fear than respect.

Because everything Shi Yuandong had was given to him by this person, and since he could give, he could surely take it back as well.

Shi Yuandong feared suddenly losing everything one day!

"Master, it’s not really a big deal, just a freeloader trying to teach me how to cook. I’m your disciple, do I need him to be nosy here? So we had a bit of a dispute," Shi Yuandong changed the subject.

"Oh! Who has the audacity to instruct even my disciple, Qi Xiangcheng?" Qi Xiangcheng held his cane with one hand and lifted the other, resting it on Shi Yuandong’s shoulder.

Shi Yuandong stepped aside.

Everyone had expected that upon seeing Chen Wei, a young man who knew nothing of the world, Qi Xiangcheng would harshly teach him a lesson.

But to everyone’s surprise, the next second, Qi Xiangcheng’s eyes brimmed with hot tears, and he staggered toward Chen Wei, quickly walking over, "Master, I’ve finally found you!"

What! Master!

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, their hearts profoundly stirred.

Doubting if there was something wrong with their ears, Qi Xiangcheng was the renowned God of Cookery, who had prepared dozens of state banquets and was an imperial chef.

How could such a grand master call a young man in his early twenties master?

They must have heard wrong.

They definitely heard wrong!

"It really is you." Shi Yuandong stepped aside, allowing Chen Wei to get a clear view of Qi Xiangcheng’s appearance.

"Compared to when I saw you a few years ago, your vitality has decreased by more than a little." Chen Wei initially estimated that Qi Xiangcheng, the old man, was probably not long for this world—barely half a year left to live, at most.

"To tell you the truth, I contracted a serious illness four years ago, which has been incurable and my health has deteriorated day by day, so I handed over the position of head chef of the restaurant to my disciple," Qi Xiangcheng explained.

"Such a minor illness, and you couldn’t cure it in four years? How many quacks have you seen?" Chen Wei said incredulously.

Qi Xiangcheng’s luck was just too bad.

A minor illness had been dragged out into a serious one.

"Let’s not mention it, let’s not mention it. Now that you, master, have returned, I, your disciple, am content to have seen you once more before I die," Qi Xiangcheng lifted his hand to wipe away his tears.

Between the lines, genuine emotion was evident, with not a hint of acting.

"Master, you’re not joking, right? He, he can’t possibly be your disciple, can he? My son will be his age in a few more years," Shi Yuandong truly couldn’t believe this reality.

"Silence! Don’t be disrespectful to your grandmaster! Now kneel down and call out Grandmaster!" Qi Xiangcheng lifted his cane, and with a bang, he slammed it heavily on the ground.

"Master, sorry, I just can’t believe that this person could be my grandmaster," Shi Yuandong turned his head away, unable to kneel.

"You, after all these years of following me, I didn’t expect you to still be so short-sighted. Do you know how much effort I made to take him as my master, how hard I worked?"

"Do you know that with just a few words from him, my skills improved by leaps and bounds, and I have been invincible in the world of culinary arts for many years, even those signature dishes are from recipes provided by your grandmaster!" Qi Xiangcheng said with a hint of frustration.

What! The signature dishes of the God of Cookery, Qi Xiangcheng, were all provided by his recipes?!

The onlookers found it even more unbelievable, wondering if they were hallucinating from mushroom poisoning.

It’s outrageous, simply outrageous!

"Cough cough cough!" Speaking of which, Qi Xiangcheng suddenly started coughing violently, spurting a spray of blood on the ceramic tile floor.

"Master!" Shi Yuandong said with concern.

"Don’t touch me! Aren’t you going to apologize to your grandmaster and beg for forgiveness?" Qi Xiangcheng pushed away Shi Yuandong’s outstretched hand.

"..." Shi Yuandong didn’t think his master would joke about such a matter, but he just couldn’t believe, or rather, was unwilling to believe that his grandmaster was only a few years older than his son.

"Enough, we’ll talk about his issue later. Let’s talk about your illness now; if it goes on like this, you might not live through the night!"