Food Wars, my food not only glows!

　"Sister Wanwan, this poached chicken was overcooked. Although it was cooked for less than a minute, it's still a major mistake for a dish."

　"Is it overcooked? Let me try it..."

　As they spoke, Li Wanwan and the girls behind her came forward, their expressions varying as they looked at the plate of poached chicken in front of them.

　"I understand why you're so angry. If someone dared to try to fool me with this kind of food, I would definitely want to smash their whole shop!"

　"Wrap the poached chicken in a napkin and spit it out," a woman with a striking figure, wearing a halter-neck strapless top and a short, bodycon skirt, said angrily.

　"I don't even need to taste it, this thing looks substandard. There's not a trace of blood in the bones, and the meat is definitely tough and chewy."

　Another girl, dressed in a white t-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops, exuding a relaxed and laid-back vibe, said she was a local.

　"Don't worry, all the restaurants in this area belong to my family. I'll make him apologize to you. If that guy doesn't apologize, I'll raise their rent!"

　Oh, right, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Wang Wanqing, you can call me Sister Wanqing. In Guangzhou, just mention my name, and I'll look after you!

　Wang Wanqing said domineeringly that since Bai Yuan and Li Wanwan knew each other, she would naturally give them face because she loved Bai Yuan. Besides, Bai Yuan was very handsome, which made people like him.

　Men like beautiful women, but women certainly don't dislike handsome men.

　"Could it be that they're treating people differently based on who they serve them? The dishes in our private room are top-notch, but when we go outside, they serve these mediocre, low-quality dishes!"

　"If this is truly a restaurant that caters to different customers, it's better for it to go out of business sooner rather than later! It has absolutely no professionalism as a chef!"

　Li Wanwan slammed her hand on the table in dissatisfaction, and at the same time, a noise came from the kitchen. A man in his thirties, wearing a chef's hat, came out with an impatient look on his face.

　"Who's causing trouble here? Is there something wrong with my cooking?!"

　The man, full of menacing aura, immediately locked onto several girls and began to question them arrogantly.

　Because he arrived in such a hurry, he didn't ask the waiter who was criticizing him, but he wasn't wrong in yelling, since they had just joined forces with Bai Yuan.

　"Which one did you make, the claypot rice or the poached chicken? Or did you make both?"

　Looking at the man shouting in front of him, Bai Yuan asked with a forced smile, while...

　He silently stepped forward and stood in front of the girl.

　Meeting Li Wanwan here was indeed somewhat unexpected for him, but so what? He wouldn't hold back a single word he had to say!

　Although the other party is likely to use violence to injure people, with his current strength, he would never allow such a thing to happen, so there is no safety hazard.

　"Of course! I made both of them!"

　I make the most authentic Cantonese cuisine; no one else can do it!

　You won't find such authentic Cantonese cuisine anywhere else in Guangzhou except at this restaurant! You should be grateful to be able to eat here today!

　The man stood with his hands on his hips, exuding an arrogant and fearless air. The people present frowned, feeling powerless to argue with a fool.

　You call this the authentic version?

　Why don't you create your own province?

　For a moment, it was hard to tell whether he was genuinely stupid or just faking it to evade responsibility; after all, there are all sorts of birds in a big forest.

　"It's laughable. If someone like you dares to call himself the most authentic Cantonese chef, I think this restaurant is doomed!"

　A surge of internal energy erupted from his palm, sucking the dishes on the table into his hand, which he then flung towards the man's face.

　In an instant, a layer of yellow oil stains appeared on the pristine white chef's uniform.

　"How dare you throw vegetables at me?"

　Seeing the ruined chef's uniform, anger flashed across the man's face. He was about to make a move when Bai Yuan subdued him first and kicked him to the ground.

　"I will pay for this, on the condition that you finish all of these dishes and leave not a single one. Otherwise, I don't mind breaking your arms and legs."

　Bai Yuan rarely showed such a fierce side, mainly because the man's shameless words had provoked him. Having such a person in the kitchen was an insult to the profession of chef!

　If the other party had been willing to apologize and admit their mistake, the matter would have been over.

　But now, this guy not only refuses to apologize but is also stubbornly sticking to his guns, even trying to elevate himself by belittling other Guangzhou chefs. That makes things more complicated!

　"I've never seen anyone like you in all my years as a chef."

　Bai Yuan coldly replied, "Doesn't he already know whether the food is good or not?"

　If a perfectly cooked poached chicken dares to call itself authentic, people from Guangdong would probably drown him in their spit!

　"Go and find your restaurant's head chef; he's no longer fit to handle this matter."

　Suddenly, a deep, authoritative voice came from behind Bai Yuan. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was an old man who was speaking.

　"it is good..."

　The waiter nodded in response. Although he didn't know who the visitor was, his voice seemed to have a magical quality that made people subconsciously unwilling to disobey.

　"Master Baiyao! What are you doing here?"

　Looking at the old man in front of her, Li Wanwan frowned and thought for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise.

　"Master of a Hundred Herbs? Could it be that Master of a Hundred Herbs, known as the Guangzhou Soup Master, whose soups are not only incredibly delicious but can also cure all kinds of diseases?!"

　Upon hearing Li Wanwan's voice, Wang Wanqing also exclaimed in surprise, staring intently at the old man in front of her, her breathing becoming rapid.

　Legend has it that the soups prepared by the Master of a Hundred Herbs are culinary masterpieces! Moreover, he himself is a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, and can use dietary therapy to cure diseases while people enjoy delicious food.

　"Master Baiyao travels among the people all year round and cannot bear to see human suffering. When he encounters a sick family, he will take the initiative to buy ingredients to brew medicine for them."

　Not only did he not accept any payment afterward, but he also voluntarily left behind his soup-making secrets. Many soups on the market today were developed by this master of herbal medicine, which is why he is so beloved by the residents of Guangzhou.

　"The garment he was wearing was a 'Wanmin Yi' (a garment made by villagers with exquisite craftsmanship), which was crafted by more than one hundred households, each contributing a piece of cloth. It has the magical effect of warding off disasters and evil spirits and bringing good fortune to people."

　Upon hearing the title "Master of a Hundred Medicines," people nearby immediately realized what it meant.

　The clothes covered in patches were not tattered clothes, but rather a garment made for him by the people themselves!

　"Moreover, Master Baiyao is one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Guangdong Culinary Association and is known as a living fossil of Guangdong Province!"

　He's supposedly ninety-six this year, but seeing him today, he looks no different from a sixty-year-old!

　Upon hearing that the old man before them might be a renowned master of medicine, the crowd gathered around him, their faces filled with respect.

　Elderly people like this, who dedicate themselves to healing the sick and have the world in their hearts, are loved and respected wherever they go. Those who were initially disdainful of their appearance now wish they could slap themselves in the face.

　In the Guangzhou area, if anyone dares to speak ill of Master Baiyao, his parents will be the first to deal with the family without anyone else having to lift a finger.

　Although the fabric of his clothes came from only a hundred households, over the years, Master Baiyao has saved far more than a hundred people with his medicinal cuisine and soups.

　Some people who cannot be saved by hospitals can be miraculously saved by a master of medicine through medicinal cuisine and soups, snatching them back from the clutches of death.

　Having achieved this, they were even unwilling to charge for medical treatment, only charging for raw materials, perfectly embodying the meaning of being without desires!

　Such a person, in ancient times, would even be called a saint, with monuments erected and shrines built for him.

　People wrote his biography, and he was worshipped for generations.

　Bai Yuan was also a little numb at this moment. He stood there, his mouth twitching slightly. He had originally thought this guy was at most a retired, down-on-his-luck chef, but now it seemed he had a much more impressive background...

　"What happened? Why are you all gathered here?"

　"Brother-in-law, save me!"

　A strong, resonant voice came from not far away. The 30-year-old man who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead, spewing jerks in front of him, now seemed to have found a savior and struggled to get up from the ground.

　"Behave yourself, this is none of your business."

　Bai Yuan cursed under his breath, then turned his gaze to the old man in plain clothes, or rather, the Master of a Hundred Herbs, waiting for him to say something.

　"Yisheng, what are you doing here?"

　"Distinguished guest, could you please move your legs? Let's pull up a chair and sit down to talk calmly. There's no need to get so angry."

　Looking at the foot that was stepping on his brother-in-law's chest, Ma Wen felt a sense of satisfaction and relief, but also a bit of a headache.

　My brother-in-law got stepped on at his own restaurant; his wife will probably make a scene when he gets home.

　As for what happened, Marvin already had a guess in his mind. This wasn't the first time something like this had happened, but it had never been as serious as it was today.

　This time, it seems we've really messed up.

　But it doesn't matter, as long as the money is right, most customers will choose to let things go. It's just that... this guy really knows how to cause trouble!

　Despite having no talent for cooking, he fantasizes that his skills are amazing. After failing so many times, he should have figured it out long ago.

　Sometimes I really wonder if he's missing a screw in his head; he just won't listen to anything I say and stubbornly refuses to listen, just like his sister...

　"You've really got some nerve, managing to keep someone like that in the kitchen. Don't you know the saying 'one rotten apple spoils the whole barrel'?"

　The familiar voice rang in his ears, striking Marvin, who was pondering how to solve the problem, like a thunderbolt. He then stiffly turned his head and saw the person he had been longing for.

　"teacher..."

　Marvin called out awkwardly. He had imagined many scenarios of their reunion, but he never expected it to be under these circumstances.

　"teacher?!"

　The crowd couldn't help but gasp in surprise, clearly not expecting that the head chef of "Tianfu" restaurant was Master Baiyao's apprentice. Was this a case of friendly fire?

　"Don't call me teacher. I'm not qualified, and I don't remember ever teaching you to do this, to treat customers so casually."

　Master Baiyao said with a hint of anger, explaining that he was so angry precisely because this was his disciple's restaurant.

　Although he only taught Marvin some soup-making techniques, and the soup he made did not disappoint him, today he wanted to teach him a little about life.

　"I'm sorry, teacher, he's my brother-in-law. If I didn't let him work here, there would probably be a lot of trouble at home. I only gave him some washing and chopping tasks, and I never intended for him to cook. What happened today was a complete accident!"

　Marvin broke out in a cold sweat and began to explain rapidly. He knew his brother-in-law's abilities, so he had never considered letting him take charge of the cooking.

　However, this guy always takes advantage of his break time, relying on his status as his brother-in-law, to go to the corner of the kitchen, occupy a cooking counter, and start cooking.

　Some new waiters, unaware of the situation and overwhelmed by the large number of customers, might mistakenly serve out their dishes.

　Or perhaps it was intentional on his part, deliberately placing the food at the serving area. This wasn't the first time such a thing had happened, but it hadn't had much impact, so he hadn't paid much attention to it.

　"An accident? Judging from his practiced manner, arrogant face, and fearless attitude, you must have cleaned up his messes a lot behind his back."

　If it weren't me who came today, would we have to repeat the same steps again? Pay money, cover their mouths, and then act like nothing happened.

　Or perhaps a direct threat, to show off your three-star chef status?

　Master Baiyao, with his keen insight, said, "As the saying goes, big shops bully their customers. For a restaurant as big as 'Tianfu', it would be incredibly easy to silence someone."

　He didn't believe that in all this time, not a single person had appeared who was unwilling to accept the benefits and insisted on spreading the news.

　However, there are no rumors in the culinary world about the "Tianfu" restaurant being bad.

　“I dare not, I dare not…”

　Upon hearing Master Baiyao's words, Ma Wen waved his hands repeatedly, saying he dared not, and lowered his head, being scolded like a grandson.

　However, Master Baiyao seemed to have just found his rhythm, cursing for more than ten minutes before he felt relieved. Finally, looking at his face, he said, "Serve the dishes from beginning to end in the order on the menu, as a way of making up for your mistake. We'll wait for you in the private room."

　Now, take this disgraceful fellow back to the kitchen! If this happens again, your restaurant is out of business; I'll have the Guangdong Culinary Association revoke "Tianfu" Restaurant's operating license.

　As soon as he finished speaking, Master Baiyao looked at Bai Yuan, or more accurately, at the spot where Bai Yuan was standing, with an embarrassed expression, and said in a slightly humble manner, "I think they know they were wrong. Otherwise, let's leave it at that for today, and I will supervise their rectification."

　"Since Master Baiyao has said so, I can no longer continue to be the bad guy."

　I hope he really learns from this experience and never sets foot in the kitchen again. You really are...

　"Cooking isn't for you; try something else."

　Thinking about the taste of the dish I just cooked, it's clear that they tried their best, but the taste was really disappointing, even worse than some housewives' cooking.

　"I did nothing wrong, so why can't people understand!"

　As soon as Bai Yuan moved his foot away, Zhao Yisheng, now free, struggled to his feet. He then glanced at the group of people with a pained expression before running out of the shop and disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

　"Up!"

　Marvin called out anxiously, but did not chase after him. Now was not the time to do such things. He couldn't waste the opportunity that his teacher had worked so hard to get for him!

　Although he was scolded like a grandson, if it was just verbal abuse, it would be a completely ineffective punishment, which clearly shows that the teacher still cares about him.

　"You two go and bring him back. Make sure nothing happens to him. The rest of you come back to the kitchen with me and prepare the dinner to the highest standards."

　"Yes, Chef!"

　Marvin addressed the two chefs behind him, who were watching the commotion from the front, and then looked at the others, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly, clearly preparing to go all out for the banquet.

　He knew in his heart that the teacher was giving him a chance to make amends.

　"Young friends, since we have nothing else to do, why don't we go over to the private room over there for a get-together?"

　After resolving the matter, Master Baiyao returned to his original appearance. Although he addressed the young friends, his gaze remained fixed on Bai Yuan.