Chapter 1561 - 1554:
Chapter 1561: Chapter 1554:
Master Chen was busy drinking and paid no attention to the Pockmarked Face Vice Chairman.
The Pockmarked Face Vice Chairman didn’t expect things to turn out like this.
Wan Ying was dead, and in the chaos just now, several Spiritual Delicacy Masters from the association were bitten.
Yet ironically, the person who most deserved to die remained unharmed.
"Vice Chairman, I’m the only one left. Does this mean I’ve passed the three rounds of assessment?"
Xin Lin looked around at the mess and chuckled to herself; those who needed teaching a lesson had been taught.
"You passed nothing. You didn’t make the Five Flavors. Just like them, you didn’t finish the spiritual food within the time limit. You’re unqualified."
The Pockmarked Face Vice Chairman took a deep breath.
She promised the Fourth Prince that she would not let this woman from Tu Su Mansion become a Three-star Spirit Chef.
"Time hasn’t run out yet. How do you know I can’t finish the spiritual food? Or are you saying that if I make the spiritual food, I become a Three-star Spirit Chef?"
Xin Lin retorted defiantly.
"Only a few breaths left, and you think you can concoct a spiritual food? If you can make a Three-star Spirit Cuisine, then I’ll consider you passed. Too bad you can’t possibly succeed."
The Pockmarked Face Vice Chairman sneered.
This Five Flavors dish isn’t that easy to make.
Just killing the snake, stir-frying, and preparing the other ingredients takes half an incense stick’s time, and no other Three-star Spirit Cuisine can be finished in such a short time.
"It’s a deal."
Xin Lin said and glanced at the ground, noticing the Grass Pythons lying not far away.
Xin Lin’s eyes glistened as she raised her hand, and a fireball shot out.
The fireball hit the Grass Python without veering.
In the blink of an eye, the Grass Python became a grilled snake.
With a flick of Xin Lin’s hand, the snake skin slipped off instantly.
Underneath the shed snake skin, the snake’s flesh was revealed.
The meat was half pink, half tender white, and cooked to about medium-rare; a burst of heat and aroma wafted through the air.
"Charcoal Grilled Grass Python, Three-star Spirit Cuisine."
Xin Lin finished, presenting the snake.
"What kind of spiritual food is this! Nonsense, you’re mocking me!"
The Pockmarked Face flushed with anger.
"You won’t know if it’s spiritual food until you taste it."
Xin Lin pouted.
"This grilled snake smells nice. Come, come, let me try it."
As the Pockmarked Face was about to lose her temper, a hand quickly took the grilled snake.
Master Chen, wearing a greedy expression, took a bite of the snake meat.
With that one bite, Master Chen’s old face was full of ecstasy.
This snake meat was grilled to perfection.
The outer layer was charred and aromatic, while the inner layer was very tender.
The savoriness of the snake meat was entirely sealed inside; with one bite, it slid directly into the stomach.
"Delicious, absolutely delicious, little girl, your control over the heat is spot on. With your grilling skills, opening a spiritual food barbecue shop in Wangjing City would definitely bring prosperous business and rolling wealth."
Master Chen sighed in admiration. In three or two bites, he gnawed a Grass Python, weighing several pounds, down to the bone.
Pockmarked Face’s expression was quite the spectacle.
What a situation it was; she wanted to claim that grilled snake wasn’t spiritual food at all.
But Master Chen was praising this completely unpresentable grilled snake to no end?
She couldn’t possibly contradict Master Chen; after all, Master Chen was a Seven-star Spirit Chef!