Chapter 1822 - Long Time No See (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Cooking God? Ridiculous… In this world, only that man can be called Cooking God!”

Wushuang’s face was cold, and his eyes flashed with sharp sword intent that caused heaven and earth to shake. Behind him, an ancient iron sword was quivering, emitting a faint rumbling sound.

Looking in the direction where the crowd was running toward, he put his hands behind his back and followed. He wanted to see who this so-called Cooking God was. Wushuang walked slowly down the street. In the distance, the crowd grew dense.

“I just haven’t been back for a hundred years, and there’s such a restaurant in this city? It’s the first time I’ve seen such a popular restaurant since His Excellency passed away… Presumably, its dishes must be of a certain high standard, or it wouldn’t attract so many people.”

For a moment, Wushuang was curious. The atmosphere in front of the restaurant was very hot. The bustling crowd and the sight of so many people packed in one place made him gasp.

“How… popular is this restaurant?! Back in the day, His Excellency’s business was not as good as this at the best of times…”

Frowning, he went up to a man who was standing in line and asked, “Excuse me… Is the food cooked by the chef in that restaurant really so good?”

“You’re new here, aren’t you? Just arrived from abroad? Let me tell you, this restaurant has a long history. It’s a century-old restaurant, and it’s always been so popular. My dad used to say that when he was wearing open-backed pants, it was already here and so popular!”

The man seemed bored with waiting in line, so he went on and on talking to Wushuang. Soon, the people lining up around them joined in the chatter. They talked about many unrelated topics and even argued about which brothel had the prettiest girls in the town.

Wushuang left the discussion, his eyes narrowing. “A century-old restaurant…” He walked along the line and came to the front. The line was two blocks long, showing that the restaurant was really doing a good business.

Just as Wushuang came to the front, the man at the head of the line, dressed in expensive clothes, showed an unhappy expression. He grabbed Wushuang’s arm and said, “Hey, buddy, don’t you think it’s not good for you to cut in line like that?”

Wushuang frowned and turned his head.

“What? How dare you glare at me? Listen, no one, not even the immortals, can make trouble in the Cooking God’s restaurant! He has already beaten off several of them! Don’t you dare touch me!”

The man was cocky. He raised his chin and looked at Wushuang out of the corners of his eyes.

Wushuang just watched indifferently. “This guy is a little too arrogant… But I’m too lazy to bother with a mere mortal.” He turned back at the restaurant.

At this moment, the door of the restaurant opened, and a slim figure walked out from it. At the sight of him, the crowd in the queue cheered excitedly, but Wushuang was instantly petrified.

“The Cooking God! The Cooking God is here!”

“I’m so lucky! The Cooking God’s restaurant is really open for business today!”

“I can taste the most delicious dishes in the world again! Excellent!”

The man at the head of the line patted Wushuang’s shoulder and said, “Brother, be a good boy and go to the back of the line. Maybe you still have a chance to eat the Cooking God’s dishes.”

Wushuang ignored him and stared at the figure standing in front of the restaurant. His breathing became faster and faster.

Bu Fang opened the door and rolled up the sleeves of his coarse linen garment, revealing his fair arms. Suddenly, he paused and looked at a familiar figure standing at the front of the line. He raised his brows.

“Brother! Not that I want to lecture you, but do you know it’s a bad habit to cut in line? You— Crap!”

The man was still talking when Wushuang suddenly knelt down, his knees smashing the ground! The loud thud startled the man, and he almost stopped breathing! ‘So fierce?! He gave up his dignity for food?”

“B-Brother, you win! But even if I let you go into the restaurant first, the people in the back of the line wouldn’t allow it,” the man continued.

Wushuang glanced over his shoulder at him. The man felt a shock of chill went through him, and he raised his hand to cover his mouth!

‘Dammit… I’ve met an expert!’ In front of him, Wushuang’s eyes were red with tears. That expression scared the man so much that he was speechless. ‘I can’t believe this guy used the acting skills of a best actor for the sake of… food!’

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Bu Fang looked at Wushuang. He did not expect to see him again. “Come in,” he said.

“Yes… Your Excellency!”

Wushuang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve. ‘His Excellency is not dead… His Excellency is still alive! This is great!’ Hurriedly, he stood up and walked straight into the restaurant.

“Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen, this is my old friend, so please pardon me for letting him in first,” Bu Fang said to the crowd standing in line.

“Hehe, you’re being too courteous, Cooking God! We don’t mind at all!”

“It’s alright! This brother doesn’t look like an ordinary man. We don’t mind him cutting the queue!”

“It would be nice if Cooking God can extend the restaurant’s business hours today…”

The customers were very understanding. Of course, they had no other choice. After all, Bu Fang’s strength was terrifying. He was a bigshot who did not even give face to the royal family. When a restaurant had opened for a century and the owner stayed the same, there was a good chance that the owner was an immortal!

Wushuang stepped into the restaurant and glanced around. The familiar layout and decoration style brought tears to his eyes again. Even though he was a sword expert with a tough heart, he could not help crying at this moment. Everything here brought back his memories.

“Your cultivation base is progressing quickly… Not bad. Surely it pays to go out and experience the world,” Bu Fang said to Wushuang with a faint smile.

Wushuang rubbed his head in embarrassment. “I’m nowhere near as good as Your Excellency.”

“Don’t be shy. You are now only half a step away from becoming a Saint of the Great Path. Such strength is already fearsome,” said Bu Fang. “Help me serve the customers. We’ll talk when today’s business is over.”

Wushuang put down his sword, rolled up his sleeves, and grinned. “Leave it to me. But it’s been over a hundred years since I’ve served a customer, so I hope my skills aren’t rusty.” He chuckled, then turned and walked to the door and began to arrange the customers in an orderly manner.

The corners of Bu Fang’s mouth lifted slightly as he watched. After a while, he went into the kitchen.