Chapter 8, A Group of Trash

Wait! Ling Chi chuckled and said, "The esteemed guest has yet to savor the fine wines and delicacies of our establishment, how can you leave just like this"

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi and Yu Renyan had already fought outside the hotel

As several people took their seats again, Lin Pingzhi looked eagerly at Ling Chi, who was walking towards the kitchen, and whispered: "I didn't expect Old Sa's grandson to possess such formidable martial arts skills; he might be able to compete with my father on equal footing"

Ding, conquering the stomachs of unranked diners does not count towards the conquest tally, and unranked recipes will drop...

At first, I felt nothing while reading the novel, but when he was preparing food and drinks for Lin Pingzhi and others, hearing the distant sound of hooves and the Sichuan accent that soon came from outside the door, I found it somewhat strange

Brother Yu! Yu Renyan's assistant rushed forward and delivered a strike known as the Black Tiger Prowling Heart towards Ling Chi.

Lin Pingzhi saw the opponent's punch coming straight at him, and recalled the "Unloading" technique taught by his father. He immediately extended his left hand to block and deflect the force of the punch. However, this Yu Renyan possessed great strength, and Lin's attempt to unload the force was unsuccessful. With a loud bang, the punch struck him squarely in the chest

Having seen the two groups that had clashed not long ago, Ling Chi felt somewhat hesitant: Should we change 'history'?

Of course, these are the mountain chickens and wild rabbits belonging to Lin Pingzhi and the others, while Yu Renyan and the other two still need to make separate preparations

Ling Chi smiled with a sunny disposition and said, "How about the two esteemed guests savoring some fine wine and delicacies before departing?"

"Esteemed guests, please take your seats again; the meal will be ready shortly," Ling Chi said with a smile to Lin Pingzhi and the others

Ding, conquer the stomach of the ordinary white diner Yu Ranyan, conquest count + 0.01. Dropped ordinary white recipe...

Fuzhou is thousands of miles away from Mount Hua. He initially thought that as a new member of the Huashan Sect, it would be unlikely for him to participate in the plot of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" so soon. However, due to his rapid progress in the elite class, it ultimately led Yue Buqun to make the decision to send him, along with his daughter and second disciple Lao Denuo, to Fuzhou to investigate the situation of the Qingcheng Sect and the Fuwei Escort Agency.

Ding, conquer the appetite of the ordinary white diner Lin Pingzhi, conquest count + 0.01. Dropped ordinary white recipe...

Although the voice was low, Ling Chi heard it clearly and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, unwilling to engage in a discussion akin to that of a frog at the bottom of a well

The old man has no appetite! Yu Renyan no longer has the mood to eat and is about to leave with his subordinates

Hmph! Yu Renyan realized that he had encountered a tough opponent today and could not act recklessly. He forcefully patted the dirt off his body and said, "Let’s go!"

Yu Renyan was taken aback, throwing a punch at him, but before his fist could reach the opponent, he saw the opponent grasp his wrist with one hand. With a pull and a push, he was thrown onto the ground, landing on all fours

This journey not only required us to ride swiftly on horseback but also to take a boat across the Yangtze River. We traveled through dust and fatigue, and it took a full ten days to arrive at this cursed place, characterized by its numerous mountain paths and abundant mosquitoes, snakes, and scorpions.

Although I have seen it many times, every time I witness Ling Chi's flowing and effortless culinary skills, I am still in awe.

The two bodyguards following Lin Pingzhi were taken aback and wanted to abandon their opponent to rush over and provide assistance. However, Yu Renyan's accomplices unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks, preventing the two from escaping

Laudano pondered for a moment and nodded

"Is it still serious?" one of the bodyguards inquired about Lin Pingzhi's injuries.

Pah! A bunch of trash

Yu Renyan executed a back kick with his left foot, sending the hunting fork flying several zhang away. With a series of back kicks from his right foot, he struck the opponent, causing them to roll over seven or eight times, unable to get up for quite some time

Ah! Good, good

A henchman raised a hunting fork and thrust it towards Yu Renyan's back, shouting: "Still not letting go? How many brains do you actually have..."

"Junior Brother, you..." Lowly imitated by the old man Sa, Laodeno whispered, "Why complicate matters?"

With a grab, a pull, and a push. In the next moment, another unfortunate soul lay on the ground, legs in the air.

As estimated by Ling Chi, after half an hour, several faint sounds gradually echoed in Ling Chi's mind.

Lin Pingzhi's body swayed, and his collar was already grasped by his left hand. Yu Renyan exerted force with his arm, bending Lin Pingzhi's upper body down, then using his right arm to execute the move "Iron Threshold," which was horizontally placed against the back of his neck, laughing maniacally as he said: "You little turtle, if you bow three times and call me 'good uncle' three times, then I will let you go"

... ...

Laudano proceeded to gut the mountain chicken and wild rabbit, skin them, and clean them thoroughly, while observing nearby

Only then did Ling Chi, holding a kitchen knife, with the assistance of the fifth-level knife technique, see several flashes of knife light, and the mountain chicken and wild rabbit had already been transformed into uniformly sized pieces of meat

Seeing this person so cowardly, only barking like a defeated dog, the others laughed heartily: "Big girl, are you going to bow down or not!" With increased strength in his arms, he pressed Lin Pingzhi's head down, lower and lower, until his forehead almost touched the ground

The hotel is not lacking in ingredients. With Ling Chi's current culinary skills, he can easily create ordinary white recipes with a completion rate exceeding 90%. Based on the previous encounters between Lin Pingzhi and Yu Renyan, it can be estimated that both of them are at best ordinary white characters, and they may not even reach the level of ordinary white. Therefore, there is no need to entertain them with high-level white recipes.

"No problem." Lin Pingzhi moved his neck a few times, furrowing his brow. The strength of Yu Renyan just now was considerable. Even though he practiced martial arts for many years, it was inevitable that he would sustain some minor injuries. Fortunately, the issue was not serious, and he would be able to recover after a few days of rest.

Ding, conquer the ordinary white diners

Everyone here is a guest of this establishment, and should naturally enjoy the fine wines and delicacies with great enthusiasm. Why resort to violence and disrupt the harmony?" Ling Chi said with a beaming smile, clasping his fists together, "I kindly ask all esteemed guests to consider my humble request and turn hostility into friendship. What do you say?

The opening of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" depicts Lin Pingzhi, the young head of the Fuzhou Escort Agency, entering the mountains to hunt. He then stops at an inn, where he kills Yu Renyan, the son of Yu Canghai, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, thus providing Yu Canghai with a pretext to annihilate the entire Fuwei Escort Agency.

He flailed his hands in a frenzy, and suddenly encountered a hard object on his calf. In a moment of panic, without further thought, he yanked it out and forcefully sent it forward

"That is not for the guest to decide." In an instant, Ling Chi's figure flickered and appeared before Yu Renyan, ten meters away, like a ghost.

Lin Pingzhi struck with a backhand punch aimed at his opponent's lower abdomen, but always fell short by several inches, unable to make contact. He felt a sharp pain in his neck, as if it were about to break, and saw stars before his eyes, while a loud buzzing filled his ears

The opening scene of a personal experience, this feeling is unprecedented. It is akin to the protagonists in many novels who travel back to ancient times and personally witness the historical events of that era

In his recipe collection, there is a dish called "Chicken and Rabbit Together on a Plain White Plate," which is not only delicious but also time-saving

From the moment Ling Chi saw the newcomer, he was filled with a sense of strangeness

"No problem," Ling Chi shook his head and said, "If the martial arts of the young head of the Fuwei Escort Agency are so mediocre, then Lin Zhennan's skills must not be much better. Since Yu Canghai's son is here, it is likely that the Qingcheng Sect intends to take action against the Fuwei Escort Agency. We no longer need to stay here. After we finish entertaining them, let us head to Fuzhou City!"

Ding ... ...

Just as the attack was about to strike Yu Renyan's abdomen, a loud bang was heard, accompanied by a scream. Yu Renyan was seen being kicked several meters into the air, landing and rolling eighteen times on the ground before getting up in a very disheveled state over ten meters away. With a dark expression, he looked at the person who had kicked him and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect to misjudge the situation. Who are you?"

Not only Yu Renyan, but everyone was shocked to see the young fireman in coarse linen clothes, unable to believe that a martial arts master could be hidden in this small mountain shop, and so young at that

"Take your seat, please take your seat."

At this point, both Yu Renyan and the other person fell silent. Even they, despite their foolishness, understood that this individual possessed martial skills far superior to theirs. If Yu Canghai were present, it would be a different matter, but at this moment, it was only the two of them, with no way to seek help, and they could not help but feel a sense of fear in their hearts: "What... what do you intend to do?"

Suddenly, another person from the group erupted in a torrent of curses: "Turtle bastard, you motherfucking little bastard, may your grandmother not give birth to any eyeballs!" After cursing once, he took a step back, cursing eight or nine more times, and retreated eight or nine steps.

Since being dispatched down the mountain by his master half a month ago, he has felt the wonders of fate

They did not dare to utter a single word of dissent, and after getting up, they slumped their heads and returned to the hotel

He did not prepare these two ingredients separately; instead, he combined them into one dish, creating a plate of chicken and rabbit together.