652 Wang Lu, You’re Such A Cheap Person! (1/2)

”This overwhelming-with-sadness food…”

In the restaurant hall, the huge Food Immortal sat on a thick stone block. His slender hand could

reach any corner of the table and when eating, his arm could sweep across like a long whip. But

now, his two stout arms were carefully holding a porcelain bowl, motionless.

The Food Immortal's expression was serious, staring at the bowl in his hands while his mouth

muttering strange syllables and his throat swallowing down his own saliva...

After a moment, he slowly spoke.

”The chef of this overwhelming-with-sadness food is really depressed and his mentality was

tortured. Moreover, they stack one upon the other, continuously without end, making it endless

lingering memories. But, there's a ray of hope in the despair… this should be the highest realm

of overwhelming-with-sadness food. Even if an immortal goes to the kitchen, it would still be

difficult to reach this realm. But, after I tasted it for a long time, within the ray of hope, there's a

trace of deeper madness, which made the artistic conception of this bowl of food completely

surpassed the overwhelming-with-sadness. If there's a flaw in this food, then that is it—you

should not constrain such a great work in an ordinary framework.”

Wang Lu was silent for a moment and then nodded seriously. ”Senior Food Immortal is indeed

amazing, such a difficult situation has been solved by you, I now want to give you two points.”

The Food Immortal put down his bowl but was not in a hurry to taste the next dish.

At this time, his score was already close to two hundred, twenty points ahead of Aya. And by

this time, the food tasting had become increasingly difficult. The time to solve the problem had

also prolonged. Thus, there was no need to be in a hurry.

The level of the dishes was elevated.

The so-called flaw would only exist after there was a perfect standard beforehand. For simple

dishes, the standard might be high, but not so complicated. For example, a simple home

cooking should not require deep and complex feelings. Perhaps a brilliant chef could pour

emotions into it, but that was just the icing on the cake, not the necessary process.

However, if it was the overwhelming-with-sadness food, if the overwhelming-with-sadness could

not be experienced in the food, then the food could not be regarded as being qualified. As for

the deep-as-ocean feeling soup, nine revolutions worries and so on, the same was true. Tasting

such dishes required more delicate effort. In addition to the taste, one should also taste the

infused feelings. The flaws of the dishes were not so obvious, but instead, they were hidden and

tricky.

In order to increase the difficulty of the competition, Wang Lu had set up the order of the serving

very meticulously. Some dishes were almost perfect, but the dishes next to them were full of

flaws! Even to the point of reaching two hundred flaws, which was enough to make such dishes

difficult to swallow… But according to the rules, the Food Immortal had to endure it all and point

out all the flaws one by one.

Constantly switching the taste buds between this kind of different style of dishes and accurately

grasping the essence of each dish… It was indeed very heavy for the Food Immortal. Although

he had gotten nearly two hundred points, there were already three answers where he missed

the flaws. However, it was almost impossible for him to find any flaw in the just now

overwhelming-with-sadness food.

”I'm curious, how on earth did the chef do that? Although the infused feelings did not meet the

meaning of overwhelming-with-sadness food, it's also a rare delicacy.”

It was a great skill to be able to taste the flaws, but the chef who could make such complicated

flaws was also quite remarkable. At least, the Food Immortal knew that he would never be able

to pour such deep and complex feelings into a dish without relying on his immortal technique

and cultivation base. However, the chef who cooked that dish was just an ordinary human

being.

Upon hearing this, Wang Lu's face lit up as if he had been looking forward to this smile for a

long time. ”The unique emotion is of course based on his unique experience. Let me make the

long story short. When he was young, he suffered great misfortunes which led to his family

being wrenched apart, making his heart turned to ashes. When he reached middle-age, his

cooking skill reached the stage of perfection. By chance encounter, he met a young girl with

excellent cooking skills. The two then become a husband and a wife, basically a happy couple.

His heart was revived as a result. However, not long after, he found out that his wife was

actually his daughter who had been lost many years ago.”

”Pfft!”

A sip of tea was sprayed out from the mouth of the Food Immortal!

”No wonder that in his dish, despair and hope are intertwined… but, there's a hope within

despair in this meal, did he want to conceal the identity of his wife, not letting people discover

the truth?”

Wang Lu said, ”I also hope that things would go so smoothly. Unfortunately, when his wife found

out the truth, she left a suicide note and disappeared.”

The Food Immortal asked, ”So his only hope was to find his wife?” Inwardly, however, he

thought that this was not a good choice.

Sure enough, Wang Lu sighed. ”He did find his wife who lived in seclusion, but his wife chose to

kill herself when they met. They should not have met.”

”Would...wouldn't this all cause despair for him?”

”No, because his wife left him a daughter, his own flesh and blood. Although it was a twisted

blood, his only hope was to carve out a jade from a raw powder.”

The Food Immortal was silent for a long time, during which Aya gained five points but he didn't

move even for half an inch.

”Wang Lu, you're tough. After hearing your story, I couldn't eat for a quarter of an hour.”

Wang Lu said with a smile, ”Senior you must not misunderstand. That is not my story, but that of