Chapter 150: The Flamboyant Bu Fang and the Rainbow-Colored Crescent Moon Dumplings (1/2)

Chapter 150: The Flamboyant Bu Fang and the Rainbow-Colored Crescent Moon Dumplings

Translator: OnGoingWhyEditor: Vermillion

The corners of Chef Jin's lips slightly curled up as he listened to the cries of astonishment coming from the crowd with a face filled with satisfaction. He could feel that the gaze of the spectators were all gathered on him and he was the center of attention.

He was confident that his cutting technique was the best among all of the imperial chefs. Perhaps his skill at handling the ingredients might not be as good as those old masters who had been immersing themselves in the culinary arts for dozens of years, his cutting technique was definitely number one within the imperial kitchen.

After using a showy cutting technique to slice up a plate of beef, he looked up and found that the cries of astonishment became even more frequent. However… those cries were not directed at him.

His face slightly stiffened for a moment before a frown appeared on his face. His bald head seemed to be about to radiate light under the sun.

He turned his head toward the crowd and discovered the spectators were all looking at another cooking stove nearby. That was exactly where the chef he disliked, Bu Fang, was cooking.

The expression on his face became even worse and his mood turned sour. There was no way his mood would be good when someone he disliked stole his spotlight.

Therefore, he wanted to have a good look and see how this Owner Bu was able to steal his spotlight. After all… He had the advantage with his head sparkling under the sunlight!

As Bu Fang slapped the table with his palm, only the meat bounced into the air. The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife was twirled around in his hand and then swung toward the meat in the air. The meat was only ordinary pork and not the meat of spirit beasts. Therefore, slicing through them with the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife that could cut through metal like mud was effortlessly accomplished.

As the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife continued to rotate and slice through the pieces of meat, the large pieces of pork hovered in the air and gradually became smaller in the eyes of the spectators.

Bu Fang held out a white porcelain plate and the slices of meat fell neatly onto the plate as if they were strictly arranged.

However, with the relaxed expression shown on Bu Fang's face, this was evidently only a very simple feat for him.

After the pork was sliced by Bu Fang, the slices were as thin as the wings of a cicada and even the veined patterns on its surface could be clearly seen.

Next, Bu Fang brought over the fruits and vegetables while twirling the knife in his hand and then diced all of them. This time, his method of dicing them was even stranger. He basically did not differentiate between them and directly threw all of them into the air.

The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife swept past like a gust of wind and a dark stream of light seemed to have flashed past. Those fruits and vegetables were all diced apart and fell into a pile on one side.

As Bu Fang scooped up Kuruma Prawns from the cold water, he twirled the kitchen knife in his hand and the outer shells of these prawns would be immediately removed with only the meat left. This series of movements were so quick that the crowd was almost unable to follow them. His method of handling the ingredients completely astonished the spectators.

A large basin of prawns were completely peeled within seven and a half minutes. Afterward, Bu Fang minced these prawns and mixed them together with other minced meat as well as the diced fruits and vegetables.

The colorful ingredients were strikingly bright and eye-catching. As Bu Fang stirred the mixture, he added some sauce and seasoning from time to time. Even though he had not started cooking yet, a faint fragrance was already wafting out from the mixture.

A distance away, quite a number of people were observing and watching Owner Bu's actions. This was the first time that they were seeing Owner Bu's appearance while he was cooking. They did not anticipate that his movements would be so graceful and swift.

”What's Owner Bu making? He's mincing and mixing so many ingredients together… Is he making the fillings for Golden Shumai? That's not right… Those are not the ingredients for the Golden Shumai,” Xiao Xiaolong and the others puzzledly muttered. They were completely unable to guess the dish Bu Fang was making.

Not only Xiao Xiaolong and the others, but even many of the the chefs there could not understand. If he was making the fillings, what was the purpose of those pork slices that were thinner than the wings of a cicada?

Everyone was somewhat perplexed but the crowds of spectators were all cheering. Bu Fang's elegant manner of handling the ingredients had completely amazed them.

So, chefs could be this good-looking when they were serious!

After the fillings were properly seasoned, Bu Fang washed his hands with clear water and wiped the water droplets on his slender and fair hands with a clean cloth. Then, he took out a large bag of flour of the highest quality within the imperial city, which he requested from the young eunuch.