Richest Rag-picker

Chapter 525: Chapter 497: Brother Xiaoma is Dumbfounded

Hearing Fang Chenyi’s words, Brother Xiaoma just smiled, waved his hand, and said he’d be happy with whatever the host decided.

After all, it was his first time visiting, so it wouldn’t be right to make requests. This wasn’t a restaurant where you could just point at something on the menu.

Upon hearing this, Fang Chenyi immediately called for Old Char.

Seeing the old foreigner with blond hair, a high-bridged nose, and blue eyes, Brother Xiaoma couldn’t help but feel a flicker of curiosity. He hadn’t expected Fang Chenyi to employ a foreign chef at home.

He wasn’t particularly interested, though. As far as Brother Xiaoma was concerned, no foreign cuisine could ever be as satisfying as their native Huaxia food.

But, as he’d said, he would go with his host’s arrangements. Even if Fang Chenyi decided to serve him steak and caviar, he could only accept the gesture graciously.

A flicker of disappointment inevitably crossed his eyes. The truth was, Brother Xiaoma had never been a fan of Western food. He’d much rather have a bowl of instant noodles than touch a so-called steak.

Of course, Fang Chenyi had no idea what was on Brother Xiaoma’s mind. Not that he would have cared much even if he did, because he had no intention of serving Brother Xiaoma steak or any other Western dish today.

On that note, Fang Chenyi was actually quite similar to Brother Xiaoma in this regard. He wasn’t a fan of Western food either.

In his opinion, if there was absolutely nothing else to eat, a bowl of rice mixed with a bit of lard and soy sauce was still more appetizing than any Western dish.

Suddenly, Fang Chenyi remembered the state banquet dish Brother Xiaoma had treated him to before. His interest piqued, he looked up at Char.

"Can you make Huaxia state banquet cuisine?"

Hearing this question, Char’s face immediately took on an expression as if he’d just been insulted.

"Oh, my dear boss, in this entire world, if you want to eat it, there’s nothing Char’s team can’t make."

"Huaxia’s state banquet cuisine is vast and profound, but Char’s team has managed to learn a thing or two. I wonder, is boss in the mood for Boiled Cabbage in Supreme Broth, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, or perhaps Wensi Tofu?"

Listening to Char ramble on, Fang Chenyi felt the man must have some serious skills; otherwise, he wouldn’t be bragging so brazenly.

To Brother Xiaoma, however, who was listening on the side, those words sounded completely different. He clearly didn’t believe for a second that a foreigner could master the techniques of Huaxia’s state banquet cuisine.

’And to make such sweeping promises on top of it all... He’s definitely just trying to show off for his boss.’

But at this moment, he was just a guest and had no place to speak. So he listened in silence, his expression betraying nothing.

Fang Chenyi, on the other hand, looked quite satisfied after hearing Char’s response. He nodded and said:

"All right, then. Prepare us ten dishes, state banquet standard."

After receiving his orders, Char nodded, said, "No problem," and quickly departed.

"Haha, my chef here is quite the braggart. As for his actual skill, I can’t say for sure. This is the first time I’ve asked them to make state banquet cuisine. Give it a try in a bit, Brother Xiaoma. If it’s not good, we’ll get something else."

Brother Xiaoma quickly waved his hands. "No, no, there’s no need for that. Anything will be fine."

The two then started chatting about the commercial district and the matter of Penguin’s relocation.

As they were talking, Smith wheeled over a serving cart.

He gently removed the transparent glass cloche from the cart and carefully lifted a large tureen, placing it on the table before them.

Then, in somewhat awkward Mandarin, he announced:

"Boss, this is the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Please enjoy."

’Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? Isn’t that one of the most time-consuming dishes to prepare? How could they serve it so quickly?’

Fang Chenyi wasn’t the only one wondering; Brother Xiaoma had the exact same thought.

Unlike Brother Xiaoma, however, Fang Chenyi trusted that Char wouldn’t try to fool him or do a half-hearted job. After all, their professional reputation was on the line.

With this in mind, Fang Chenyi reached out, removed the lid from the tureen, and ladled a small bowlful, which he passed to Bai Menghan.

He then invited Brother Xiaoma and Qi Xiaotian to try some as well.

Bai Menghan’s heart swelled with affection at Fang Chenyi’s gesture.

Furthermore, seeing this, Brother Xiaoma’s opinion of Fang Chenyi’s character improved, and he rated him even more highly.

’For someone with Fang Chenyi’s net worth to still be so considerate toward his wife... it really shows his true character.’

He ladled a bowl of the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall for himself and brought it closer. An extraordinary aroma instantly wafted into his nostrils.

The scent seemed to bore straight into his senses, making his mouth water uncontrollably.

GULP. Before even taking a bite, Brother Xiaoma couldn’t help but swallow hard.

"Little brother, your chef has some serious skill. Just from the aroma alone, this is the most fragrant Buddha Jumps Over the Wall I’ve ever encountered."

Fang Chenyi wasn’t lingering on the aroma like Brother Xiaoma; he had already sent a large spoonful into his mouth, and his taste buds were instantly met with supreme satisfaction.

It wasn’t just Fang Chenyi; Qi Xiaotian was the same, having already downed a small bowl.

Seeing this, Brother Xiaoma didn’t dare put on any more airs. They were all Martial Artists, after all. Why pretend to be so refined?

And so, Brother Xiaoma also lifted the fragrant bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and dug right in.

The next moment, as the first mouthful entered his mouth, his eyes shot wide open, as round as bronze bells.

’This flavor... My God, it’s absolutely divine!’

It was countless times better than any state banquet Buddha Jumps Over the Wall he had ever eaten before.

He thought back to the state banquet he had treated Fang Chenyi to just yesterday, then looked at the dish before him. Brother Xiaoma’s face instantly grew hot.

But before Brother Xiaoma could dwell on it, the same foreigner from before wheeled another serving cart over.

"Boss, this is the Boiled Cabbage in Supreme Broth. A portion has been prepared for each of you. Please enjoy."

As he spoke, Smith placed a serving of the dish in front of each person.

Brother Xiaoma glanced down at the clear soup before him, which looked no different from plain boiled water. He wasted no time on pleasantries. Without hesitation, he picked up the bowl, gave a nod to Fang Chenyi and the others, and took a large sip.

"Rich but not greasy, flavorful but not bland!"

As the soup entered his mouth, seven words surfaced in Brother Xiaoma’s mind.

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