Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

Lin Ji looked up.

On the newly served jade plate was a piece of char siu made from the finest pork shoulder, topped with a thick layer of honey.

The pork shoulder, roasted to a crispy exterior and tender interior under honey, was served on a plate of fifteen char siu, exuding a rich, sweet aroma.

Even the audience was captivated by the sweet aroma.

For a moment, they even forgot that there was a corpse on the stage.

Lin Ji scanned the char siu with his senses.

This time, the delicacies felt different from the "beautiful woman with a tragic fate" dish from last time.

He sensed the chilling aura above, but this time there was only this one.

Lin Ji's eye twitched slightly.

That shouldn't be the case. Could it be that this time it was only poison?

Lin Ji's gaze was fixed on the piece of char siu, and for a moment he was at a loss for what to do.

Just like when the previous dish was served, everyone on the stage held their chopsticks in mid-air, unsure of where to begin.

"Ahem, I forgot for a moment, this is a whole piece of char siu, but it's a bit impolite to eat it with chopsticks." The chubby chef glanced at everyone, coughed lightly, and then said:

"I've prepared knives and forks for everyone. If you need a soup spoon, please let me know."

"Old man, how should we start with this dish?" Liu Qingzhu asked, seeing that Lin Ji hadn't made a move.

She has a strong personality and naturally wants to do it herself.

But she tried everything she could think of and still didn't know where to start, so she could only ask for directions.

"Didn't he say he could provide all the tableware? You can ask for the three types he mentioned." Lin Ji pondered for a moment, then added:

"Judging from the previous dishes, both of these dishes have additional items, whether it is tea or tableware, they are essentially add-ons. I suspect that the solution to these two dishes lies in these add-ons."

"Okay, I'll go get them." Liu Qingzhu replied, then turned to the fat cook and asked for a knife, fork, and spoon.

"Old man, since you say that the solution to this dish is related to these things, then it seems that the fork can be ruled out. It should be no different from chopsticks." Liu Qingzhu fiddled with the three pieces of tableware on the table one by one.

"Sister Qingzhu, according to what you're saying, that spoon doesn't seem to be used either. Is it used to scrape off the honey on the char siu?" Bai Yu'er interjected from the side.

"I've never seen this dish in Jiangcheng before. With such a thick layer of honey on top, do you think it can taste good?" Bai Yu'er is from the north, and the thick layer of honey on the char siu was a bit hard for her to accept.

The three people inside the earpieces were analyzing how to solve the dish.

Outside the earplugs, Gu Xuan and Su Wanning chatted casually with Lin Ji and Bai Yu'er about the dishes.

"Mr. Lin, do you see anything? This char siu looks really good. It reminds me of the young master. Only the young master in the manor likes to eat char siu coated with such a thick layer of honey." Gu Xuan watched the competition on the stage with great interest.

He wasn't worried about Liu Qingzhu's safety at all.

Since Mr. Lin has allowed her to go on stage, he must be absolutely confident that he can solve this game.

This trust was cultivated in the woods west of the Quang Hoa provincial capital.

Listen to everyone's comments on the dish.

Lin Ji's eyebrows suddenly shot up.

"Honey?"

Indeed, the honey coating on this dish is too thick.

"I've got it!"

"I've got it!"

Two sounds came through the earbuds at the same time.

It belongs to Lin Ji and Liu Qingzhu.

"Old man, just as Yu'er said, this dish is indeed very honey-laden, and the three pieces of tableware he provided happen to have one thing in common: they are all related to honey!" Liu Qingzhu's voice was unusually excited.

"Yes, these utensils can be used to scrape the honey off the char siu. The knife and fork are just to mislead us. Only the seemingly useless soup spoon serves this one purpose here," Lin Ji responded, confirming Liu Qingzhu's guess.

"Shall I give it a try?" Liu Qingzhu said, her fingers brushing against the tableware on the table.

"Okay," Lin Ji replied.

Liu Qingzhu's fingers did not ultimately land on the soup spoon, but instead pressed down on the dinner knife.

"Huh? What is Sister Qingzhu doing? Is she going to cut the meat?" Su Wanning looked up at Liu Qingzhu's actions, somewhat surprised.

She didn't know why Liu Qingzhu, who had been waiting for so long, suddenly picked up a kitchen knife.

Lin Ji chuckled to himself.

The people on the stage were all sitting behind tables, and the distance between them was not very close.

Although both can clearly see the other's hand movements.

However, one cannot see what is on the plate.

Just as Lin Ji had guessed.

Liu Qingzhu picked up a knife and pretended to cut the char siu.

In reality, she gently pressed the knife against the char siu and slid it across, scraping off a piece of honey.

As Liu Qingzhu's knife slid in her hand.

Her brow twitched slightly.

Clearly, something had changed on the plates on the table.

Everyone on the field and the audience below the stage witnessed this scene.

"Has the Ice Queen found another way to break the spell?"

"Judging from her expression, that should be it."

……

"What's wrong?" Lin Ji asked.

"The exposed part of the char siu was charred on its own, not burnt, but as if it had been intensely roasted over a high flame," Liu Qingzhu explained softly.

Lin Ji closed his eyes slightly, and the black and white jade pendant rotated in his sea of ​​consciousness. His senses probed towards the piece of char siu that was full of char siu aroma.

This time, he did not feel that chill.

It's him, no doubt.

"Cut off a piece and try it."

"it is good."

Liu Qingzhu did as instructed, cutting off the piece of char siu with the honey scraped off, and with a flick of the knife, stuffing it into her mouth.

The aroma of charcoal grilling and the salty-sweet flavor of char siu are instantly released in your mouth.

The char siu's tightly locked juices burst in your mouth, its crispy exterior and tender interior showcasing all the layers of meaty flavor.

"It smells so good! I've never had such delicious char siu before," Liu Qingzhu whispered into her earpiece.

The exclamation made Bai Yu'er tiptoe slightly and take a deep look at the white jade plate in front of Liu Qingzhu.

It's not that she's the most greedy.

Rather, she felt that a delicacy that could make Liu Qingzhu exclaim in amazement must be something extraordinary.

About fifteen minutes later.

Seeing that Liu Qingzhu showed no signs of distress, the people on the stage could no longer contain themselves and all raised their knives and forks.

Only Wang Zhenhuai, who was not far away, remained seated and did not make a move.

Just as Prince Heng, who was sitting at the table next to him, was about to have the waiter serve him the food, Wang Zhenhuai suddenly raised his hand, abruptly stopping him from enjoying the meal.

Seeing this, several of the more cautious individuals also stopped wielding their knives.

In the end, only three people cut off the char siu and eagerly stuffed it into their mouths.

"Cool!"

"It's simply divine!"

Just the next second.

The three men had just swallowed the char siu when their faces began to twitch uncontrollably.

"Hahaha—"

One of them burst into a fit of manic laughter.

The other two seemed to be infected by the laughter and started laughing too.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha……"

He laughed too.

"Poisoned?"

"How come that woman is alright?"

"As expected, a woman's heart is the most poisonous!"