Chapter 469 - Chapter 469: Top-Level Desserts (2/2)

“Do hearing-impaired people have the right to act recklessly and serve this kind of trash to customers?”

Chen Yu couldn’t help but frown, although their techniques weren’t very professional, they took every task seriously, and the food they made, though not top-notch delicacies, was a hundred times better than ordinary fare.

And it was obvious that this guy had come here looking for trouble.

Chen Yu immediately used the system to scan the other party’s brain information and, sure enough, the guy had been sent by Fang Zhanbo.

So, this underground market was a relatively independent entity, but to some extent, it was still subject to regulation by the relevant departments.

Fang Zhanbo probably intended to pick at Qin Mingxue’s food safety issues.

“If I remember correctly, you must be Mr. Zhou Pinghu!”

Zhou Pinghu paused, he had won the world culinary championship thirty years ago but had to lie low for various reasons.

Now, few in the culinary world knew him, unless they were seasoned gourmets.

But Chen Yu looked to be under thirty—how could he be connected to gourmets?

Just as he was feeling perplexed, his phone suddenly rang.

Chen Yu had already surveilled all the electronic devices on the guy, so he knew the information immediately.

Fang Zhanbo hadn’t revealed Chen Yu’s true identity when he sent Zhou Pinghu over.

Upon learning that Chen Yu had won world-class culinary competitions more than once, he wanted to message Zhou Pinghu with a warning.

Chen Yu wouldn’t let his opponent succeed; he stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Pinghu’s arm, pulling him to a stall.

“I heard that Mr. Zhou made a dessert back in the day that no one has surpassed to this day, I wonder how you managed that?”

A sense of superiority instantly surged in Zhou Pinghu’s heart, and he disregarded the message on his phone; instead, he rolled up his sleeves and pushed aside the disabled person next to him.

“It’s hard to find a young man like you with such discernment these days. Well, if that’s the case, I will make an exception today!”

A sly smile stretched across Chen Yu’s lips, and he quickly stepped forward to stop Zhou Pinghu.

“Mr. Zhou, don’t you find such plain cooking a bit too dull? Why don’t we have a contest, using that very dessert you made back then as the subject?”

Zhou Pinghu laughed as if he had heard an incredible joke.

“Do you know that I spent a whole three years researching that dessert? I went over the recipe and ingredients several times—are you sure you want to challenge me on this?”

Chen Yu nodded firmly.

“It’s my way of seeking guidance from my senior; naturally, I should choose something you excel at, otherwise, people might say that I’m taking advantage of your age!”

These words immediately kindled Zhou Pinghu’s competitive spirit.

Without further ado, he took a few steps back to clear a space, indicating that he wanted Chen Yu to compete with him on the same food truck.

Chen Yu chuckled twice and walked over to the food truck where he had been eating fried skewers.

“Mr. Zhou, though I’m making the same dessert as you, I’ve also made my own unique modifications to it, and there are some differences in the process, so I can’t just compete on the same food truck as you.”

Zhou Pinghu sneered: “No matter what method you use, my dessert is still the best in the world, there’s no way you can surpass it.”

He said arrogantly and then put on disposable gloves to get busy.

Meanwhile, Chen Yu looked indifferent, picked up a fried skewer from nearby, and started to eat it on his own.