After Ling Yang left the Yuanyue Academy, he became a wandering chef, and like Seiichiro Kohei back then, he cooked in restaurants around the world, and fortunately he made a lot of money through halberds in the Yuanyue Academy, otherwise, he might really have to rely on his legs to walk, and he stayed in each city for no more than a month.

During this month's time, Ling Yang would go around every big restaurant in his city, learning the dishes and techniques, and his food became more and more profound, and the extreme taste was more and more perfect.

This situation lasted for two years, and during these two years, Ling Yang traveled to all over the world's famous places, including Kojiro Shinomiya's shop in Paris, and worked in it for a few days and learned something.

On this day, Ling Yang finally set foot on China again, this is his last place to walk, and set foot on this land again, Ling Yang was very emotional, in fact, he didn't know what to feel about, after all, it was not a world anymore, but he still had extraordinary feelings for China in his heart.

"Hey, hey, who's this kid?"

"I don't know, but I heard that it's very powerful, and the chef of Jiujiang Hotel lost to him."

"Not only that, I heard the news that this kid has won a lot of chefs, and famous chefs from the south to the north have been picked by this kid."

“......”

In a restaurant, there is a unique competition between the chef of the restaurant and a young man, who is Ling Yang, who has embarked on the path of wandering cultivation.

"This osmanthus fish is the signature dish of my Jiujiang Hotel, I don't believe you can surpass it!" The chef of Jiujiang Hotel looked at Ling Yang and said, he had also heard of Ling Yang's achievements, although he said so, but he still had no bottom in his heart.

"My dish is West Lake vinegar fish, I'm sure you've heard of this dish, so I won't introduce it much, what is the specific taste, can I beat you, it will take three examiners to eat it before we know." Ling Yang said lightly, having traveled all over the world, Ling Yang's mentality has undergone some changes, and he is very indifferent to everything.

The competition they carried out was to follow the rules of the halberd, at this time the three selected regulars of the Jiujiang Hotel have begun to taste, the osmanthus fish of the Jiujiang Hotel they have eaten many times, the taste is really not said, so this time they started to taste the vinegar fish in Lingyang's West Lake.

And when they ate a bite of fish, they were stunned instantly, the fish meat is tender and delicious, the sauce is sour and spicy, and the taste of the two is improved again, the most important thing is that the fish can still taste the fruity aroma, but this fruity aroma does not break the overall flavor, but the whole dish is more delicious, after eating this West Lake vinegar fish, they have no interest in tasting osmanthus fish.

"Delicious, this is the best !!" One of them sighed.

After seeing the three of them eat Lingyang's West Lake vinegar fish, they didn't even move the osmanthus fish, the chef of Jiujiang Hotel was stunned for a moment, and when he took a bite of Lingyang's dish, he couldn't believe it, but the taste was far more than his osmanthus fish.

So far, Ling Yang has won the game again, after winning, Ling Yang didn't say anything, but packed up his things and left here, he is not afraid of retaliation, now his Baji Quan has been cultivated to a high and profound realm, and the idle ten or twenty people will not be his opponents at all.

In the evening, Ling Yang was walking along the road, and suddenly there was a wine shop in front of him that seemed to be in ancient times, Ling Yang felt very strange, there would be such a thing as a wine shop in modern times, he didn't think much about it at all, and walked in directly.

"What do you want to eat?" As soon as Ling Yang sat down, an old voice came from the counter.

"Huh?" Hearing this voice, Ling Yang was instantly stunned, because this voice was deeply engraved in his mind, "Old man of the God of Food, what the hell are you doing?" ”

"Oh, hahahaha, did you recognize me just by sound? Looks like next time, I should change my voice. With the voice, an old man appeared in front of Ling Yang, it was really the God of Food that appeared in the dark space at the beginning.

"I'm going to challenge you!!" Ling Yang looked at the God of Food that appeared, and said loudly, this is his goal in pursuit of cooking skills, and now that the goal is in front of him, Ling Yang will naturally not let it go.

"Hehehehe, boy, don't worry, although your cooking skills are relatively much higher than in your previous life, and you have also comprehended the food situation, and each dish has its own strong personal imprint, but this is not enough." The God of Food looked at Ling Yang and said with a smile, he liked Ling Yang's indomitable spirit.

"Not enough? So what do you say I'm going to do? Ling Yang looked at the God of Food and asked.

"Well, you go make a dish now, and let me see how good you are." The God of Food looked at Ling Yang and said.

And Ling Yang heard the words of the God of Food, and without saying a word, he came directly to the back kitchen of the wine store, at this time, the ingredients were already prepared in this kitchen, but there was only one ingredient, that is, green vegetables, it seemed that the God of Food wanted Ling Yang to use green vegetables to make delicious dishes.

"Green vegetables, it's really worthy of being the god of food, and this topic is really tricky enough." Ling Yang said with emotion, the most difficult thing about anything is often the most simple.

But even if it is difficult, Ling Yang will not give up, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, boiling the pot, putting oil, stir-frying, thickening, every step Ling Yang is tense his nerves, every step has achieved a perfect degree, when his green vegetables are out of the pot, exuding a charming fragrance, the green vegetables on the plate seem to become transparent after thickening, the whole dish looks verdant, very fascinating.

"Well, yes, yes, ordinary vegetables, you can do this, it's really good." The God of Food praised the dishes served by Ling Yang without hesitation.

Picking up a piece of green vegetables and putting it in his mouth, he didn't eat half of the fried vegetables with a faint bitter taste, but all the entrance was full of vegetables, and the bitterness was covered by the sauce, and the god of food involuntarily appeared in his mind the appearance of the farmer planting vegetables, the farmer raised his head, it was Ling Yang's face, this is the strong personal imprint of the chef in this dish.

"How about old man, can I challenge you now?" Ling Yang looked at the God of Food and asked impatiently.