Chapter 183 Another Lineage of the Phoenix Eight Immortals (6K)

Suddenly, a voice called out to Xia An who was looking around curiously.

Buying groceries?

In front of a Chinese products store the size of two shop floors stood a very tall old lady.

Xia An was very surprised. Although he had no experience of living abroad in Japan, he watched videos every few days and had heard that Japan had experienced a rice and vegetable shortage in the past few months.

Xia An picked up a tomato that looked pretty good from the frame on the roadside and pointed to the cardboard with the price tag on it: “Grandma, is this 50 yen for one tomato?”

“Just one.”

The tall old lady smiled and said, “But if you put something similar in a Japanese supermarket, it would probably cost 150 yen including tax.”

Xia An gestured and asked: “What is the current Japanese yen exchange rate?”

“150 yen, about 7 bucks.”

7 yuan for a tomato? Xia An’s eyes twitched slightly, “Fuck, I need to buy two or three tomatoes to make a plate of tomato scrambled eggs.”

He looked at the potatoes being sold in bags in the basket next to him and glanced at the price tag. Each bag was 250 yen and contained about six potatoes.

The old lady said, “These potatoes are sold individually in general supermarkets, about 60 or 70 yen each.”

Xia An: “…”

“Grandma Sun, why are your garlics so cheap?”

Saiba Joichiro put his hands in his pockets, scanned the shelves, and then looked at the foam boxes filled with garlic in surprise.

Xia An glanced at the price in surprise, which shocked all Totsuki graduates.

“Is 500 yen for a 800-gram bag considered cheap?”

Saiba Joichiro said, “Well… in Neon, ordinary people buy garlic by the bulb. A bulb of garlic produced in Neon costs anywhere from 150 to 200 yen.”

“Isn’t that 7 yuan per garlic?”

Xia An was shocked.

Don’t forget that he is the garlic crisps god. In the past, people liked to sprinkle a lot of garlic crisps on the dishes. Now in Neon, wouldn’t the cost skyrocket?
“So garlic is very cheap here. There are 10 garlics in a bag, and each one costs 80 yen, which is very affordable.”

“This is a large batch of garlic that our farm has just produced recently. The supply is sufficient, but according to the standards of the Neon Agricultural Association, it is not locally produced.” The old lady surnamed Sun said with a smile.

At this time, a Japanese woman who looked like a housewife came over and skillfully picked up a bag of garlic and put it into the shopping cart.

At the checkout counter, there were also several housewives queuing up. The way they communicated in Neon language seemed out of place with the overall atmosphere of this small Chinatown.

“Grandma Sun, your family has its own farm in Neon? The Farmers’ Association can’t control you?”

Xia An became even more interested.

As far as he knew, the Neon Agricultural Cooperative was quite powerful and was the biggest culprit for the soaring vegetable and rice prices in Tokyo, Neon. The so-called “protection of local agriculture” policy had increased the cost of living for the urban middle class.

Granny Sun spoke sharply, saying, “Of course ordinary people are afraid of the Farmers’ Association, but the Farmers’ Association is also a bully. If they encounter big landlords, big capital, or chefs Lin and Long supporting them, they dare not intervene.”

As she spoke, Granny Sun glanced at Ichiro Saiba, and her words seemed to be veiled in some way.

Xia An observed the little interaction between the two and secretly found it very amusing.

It seems that in this world line, Totsuki is one of the bigwigs within the Agricultural Cooperative.

It’s normal to think about it.

The sphere of influence of the Totsuki Kingdom should involve all aspects of the food-related industry chain.

And the farmer that even the Totsuki clan is afraid of and dares not manage?
Interesting!

“That Grandma Sun, does she have a powerful background?”

Following Saiba Joichiro to the end of the shopping street, Xia An chatted casually.

Saiba Joichiro was about to push open the glass door of the restaurant called “Chinese House” when he heard this and stopped:
“The commander-in-chief once told me that Granny Sun hasn’t changed in decades. She opened a grocery store on that street a long time ago.”

Xia An followed him into the store and discovered that this Chinese restaurant, located at the corner of the shopping street and the cross street, was actually quite spacious inside, with a second floor. Moreover, it was evening dining time, and the first floor was almost full.

“Mr. Caibo, you are here.”

The waiter took the two of them to the bar area near the kitchen on the first floor and sat them down.

The kitchen has an unobstructed view through a layer of transparent glass.

There was only a middle-aged male chef and a young female assistant chef.

The female kitchen assistant is responsible for preparing the dishes, while the middle-aged head chef is in charge of cooking. Plates of freshly fried dishes come out quickly with extremely high efficiency and are delivered to various tables in the store by waiters.

The bar area was unique, with only Xia An and Saiba Joichiro seated.

“The cooking skills of this head chef…” Xia An’s expression gradually became solemn. Although these were some common dishes, everyday dishes showed real skills.

Saiba Joichiro said nothing. He dipped his finger in the hot tea in the cup and wrote the word “Lin” on the bar.

Chef Lin?
Xia An was a little unconvinced.

Cai Bo Chengyilang simply took out his phone, opened the note file, and typed silently: “This is what the commander-in-chief judged. As long as Chef Sun Zheng is here, the commander-in-chief will choose a time to patronize this restaurant.”

We have to believe the judgment of Totsuki “The Demon King of Food”.

Caibo Chengyilang continued to type:
“Moreover, this Chef Sun Zheng knows Granny Sun from the produce store. They may be mother and son or master and apprentice.”

Xia An was stunned, pondered for a moment, and had a guess in his mind.

A faction that can cultivate a new generation of Lin chefs, flee overseas, and expand in Japan.

No matter how you think about it, it seems to be closely related to the “Eight Phoenix Immortals”.

After all, the Eight Immortals represent eight branches of inheritance.

The Jinghua clan, the troublemaker behind Jing Nina, gradually became a powerful family entrenched in North America.

What kind of lineage is this one hidden in the neon lights? Seriously speaking, it’s quite low-key.

“Your surname is Sun?”

“Could it be…” Xia An whispered in his heart, “Sun Erniang? The lineage of ‘Mother Yasha’ Erniang?”

Suddenly, a scrutinizing and curious gaze came from the kitchen.

“What would you two like to order?”

Chef Sun Zheng turned off the fire.

Saiba Joichiro smiled and said, “Same old, stir-fried pork with green peppers and rice.”

Xia An said with interest:
“Any dishes you recommend?”

Chef Sun Zheng in the glass window said, “Yes, the kitchen has just received a batch of high-quality ingredients. I recommend you order a ‘three-fresh rice bowl’.”

“Then it’s ‘Three Fresh Rice Bowl’.”

After a while, two plates of rice came out of the pot one after another.

Xia An was eating his own ‘three fresh rice bowl’. It was called three fresh, but in fact it was a fried fish, probably sea snail, soaked in a special plum sauce, and a few green garlic sprouts were added when frying.

The fish meat is fresh, the plum sauce is sour, and the green garlic sprouts are fragrant.

Xia An picked up some fish meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth with rice. His appetite was greatly aroused and he quickly finished the whole plate of rice.

After eating, he picked up the teacup and drank tea. Looking at the ripples in the cup, it seemed as if a sea snail fish was swimming. There was a hint of shock in Xia An’s eyes: “This is definitely not ‘the heart of the chef’, it is already at the level of ‘the morality of food’, which allows diners to gain some kind of immersive experience.”

This was probably the first time Xia An tasted Shi Yi in a dish prepared by a chef other than himself.

“Aya, go hang a sign at the door and stop accepting customers.”

Chef Sun Zheng instructed the female assistant who was obviously his apprentice, and then, with a calm look in his eyes, he looked at Xia An who had put down his chopsticks at the bar:

“Is it to your liking?”

Xia An said calmly: “It’s delicious, very appetizing. This simple outline of the ‘three fresh’ elements of land, trees and water is simply the work of a master who simplifies things.”

The three fresh vegetables are amaranth, broad beans and green garlic sprouts.

The three fresh fruits on the tree are plums, apricots and cherries.

The three fresh seafood: sea snail fish, puffer fish and crucian carp.

This “Three Fresh Rice” dish takes a scoop of each of the “three fresh” ingredients, focusing on quality rather than quantity. Only plums and green garlic sprouts are used as leafy side dishes, making the fried sea slug meat seem to come alive and swim on the tip of the tongue.

Chef Sun Zheng smiled faintly: “I didn’t expect your level of appreciation is so high.”

As he spoke, he took off his chef’s hat, actually walked out of the kitchen, and sat down on a chair at the bar area.

“Master, tea.” The female disciple Aya brought a tea tray and a pot of hot tea. When she left, the female disciple looked at Xia An with curiosity and awe in her big eyes.

“Boss Xia, please have some tea.”

Chef Sun Zheng politely poured tea for Xia An.

Xia An smacked his lips. It must be a problem that Chef Tanglin condescended to him so much. He couldn’t help but say:
“Please speak frankly if you have anything to say, sir.”

Chef Sun Zheng smiled and said, “I won’t beat around the bush. I’m very curious about the ‘luminous dishes’ and I really want to try them before I die. It would be a dream come true. So could you please help me, Boss Xia, to make up for my regret?”

Before Xia An responded.

He continued to speak to himself:

“Price, terms, whatever you want.”

“I provide the kitchen and ingredients.”

ten minutes later.

At the door of the shop on the corner of the street.

Saiba Joichiro was looking at the cityscape of Tokyo at night, smoking a cigarette and puffing out smoke.

Xia An looked at him: “Cai Bo-san, why do I feel like I’ve been plotted against? This store visit and dinner seem like a trap.”

Saiba Chengyilang narrowed his eyes and said slowly:
“I felt it, too. To be honest, I saw the news about Chef Sun Zheng’s restaurant opening on WeChat Moments, and then I decided to come over to the restaurant for dinner tonight.”

The two looked at each other, and both felt as if they were following a script written by someone else.

It’s very simple. There’s no need to check the information that Xia An is on good terms with the Totsuki group. Just deliberately release the news to attract old customers to return, and naturally you can also attract Xia An who is in this circle.

Even if this script did not follow, there must be other scripts. As long as Xia An people are in Neon, they will always meet by some coincidence.

“Then will you answer it?” Saibajo Ichiro put out his cigarette.

“Take it, why don’t you pick it up.”

Xia An glanced at the panel and thought that the branch line was about to come.

……

[The chef panel has temporarily switched to private chef (entertainment) mode. ]

[The new goal ‘Dream of the Overseas Exiles’ has been triggered]

【According to the request of the diners, the perfect “White Snow Catfish Noodles” was cooked in a glowing version】

[Complete the goal to get 1 food skill points]

……

Similar to entertaining Tsuyoshi Higashino and calming the demon in his body that was on the verge of backlash, this side quest also rewards 1 precious food skill point.

However, the food skill points alone were not enough for Xia An to take on the arduous task of cooking a glowing version of “White Snow Catfish Noodles”, which was a very difficult hospitality task.

The point is, it has been negotiated that Chef Sun Zheng will provide a full 10 fresh snow catfish for Xia An to practice with!

Xia An couldn’t help but look through the recipe information again.

[Fantasy Food Utilization Rate/Fusion Degree: Snow Catfish (99%)] It is 99%, only 1% away from perfection!
Therefore, the negotiated condition of providing 10 fresh consumables came at a very timely moment.

“Others provide the ingredients, the venue, and offer a good salary, so why not take this job as a private chef?” Xia An thought to himself, eager to try. “I want to see if the foundation of this lineage of ‘Eight Phoenix Immortals’ is strong enough, or if the foundation of the Far Moon Kingdom is strong enough.”

……

After the two left.

Sun Zheng came to the Chinese Products Store on the shopping street from the back door.

“Granny Sun, it’s settled.” Chef Sun Zheng lowered his head in front of the tall old lady, “He will cook a glowing version of ‘White Snow Catfish Noodles’. This recipe and this dish are basically the pinnacle of his cooking skills at the moment.”

Granny Sun had a dull expression, and she knew it was impossible to ask the young man to cook a glowing version of “Crispy Ruby Crab Feet”.

Being able to negotiate the dish of “Snow Catfish Noodles” was beyond her expectations. After all, the recipe required a level 30 snow catfish, which was not a low specification. It was imaginable how difficult it would be to make a glowing version.

“He doesn’t want money or food. He only made one request, which is to go to our lineage’s treasure house and pick up an item after the reception is completed.” Sun Zheng said.

Granny Sun’s expression was calm: “It seems that he has probably guessed our identities, but it’s not surprising. Chef Lin, who is isolated overseas, could he be from which lineage or family?”

“Treasure, let him choose!”

Sun Zheng responded, “Then I will contact my elder sister and ask her to bring back 10 fresh white snow catfish from the food industry.”

Granny Sun hummed:

“Call everyone back. Don’t you all want to see and taste the glowing dishes?”

“You should really use your tongue, your taste buds, and your stomach to personally experience the luminous truth that defeated the Phoenix Eight Immortals and opened up a new world of gourmet food!”

……

Half an hour later.

Caiba Chengyilang and Xia An took a car to the hotel where the headquarters of Neon Late Night Cook was located.

Step into the elevator at the parking lot.

“Are you still thinking about cooking glowing dishes?” Saiba Chengichiro glanced at Xia An who was lost in thought on the road.

Xia An waved his hand and said, “No, I was thinking that this lineage of the Phoenix Eight Immortals is really low-key. If they were more arrogant, they would have successfully controlled the entire neon food industry in secret over the years and become the king behind the scenes.”

Saiba Joichiro laughed angrily, “Do you think there has never been a war in the food world? In the previous generation of Totsuki, there was a dragon chef, and today, the commander-in-chief is not far from being a real dragon.”

“If there were no Dragon Chef, the dishes on the table would just be for others to share!”

Xia An tasted something.

This means that among the Eight Phoenix Immortals in the hidden world of Neon, either Chef Long has disappeared, or Chef Long is an “old man” who is cursed with the unpalatable seal and cannot take part in any culinary battles.

I rub…

If we follow another possible line of reasoning.

Could it be that the “old lady” who was cursed by the unpalatable seal and could not take action was Granny Sun? Could it be that she was actually…

Xia An followed Saiba Chengichiro to an underground banquet hall.

There were quite a lot of people gathered here. Some were silently mixing cocktails at the bar, while others were using pastry mounting tools to decorate the high-end pastries on the exquisite plates.

There are even late-night cooks who are like jugglers, using hollow iron balls as cooking utensils. They use the high-speed rotation of the iron balls to generate centrifugal force to cook meat. When the iron balls “click”, the aroma of meat immediately fills the entire banquet hall.

Xia An couldn’t help but stop.

“Is this your food skill?”

The fat chef with clown makeup on his face bowed deeply and said, “My name is Malkanta. The food technique I master is called ‘circus cuisine’. Using hollow iron balls as kitchen utensils to cook delicious food is just a type of ‘circus cuisine’.”

Xia An nodded and walked to the next kitchen.

There was a gloomy man dressed like a mad scientist, carrying a special box on his back. Several tubes extended from the box like tentacles, with a syringe-like tool on the top.

At this time, several syringes were piercing the pieces of meat on the chopping board, drawing out the scarlet blood.

“Claude Weiler, nicknamed “Red and Black Executioner”, as you can see, this set of unique tools and ‘blood dishes’ on him are his food skills.”

A young man, with his hands in his trouser pockets, walked straight up to Xia An.

He had a head of shaggy black hair and a red mask wrapped around his collar. He stared at Xia An with extremely confident and defiant eyes.

“Cai Bo Chaoyang, greetings to you.”

Suddenly, the young man bowed slightly in humility.

“Cheyenne.”

After replying, Xia An looked around the banquet hall where all the late-night cooks gathered, like a late-night gathering, and said with emotion:
“To be honest, this is exactly what I imagined a late-night cooking organization to be like.”

Cai Bo Chaoyang smiled and said, “Yes, I dare say that even in North America, there is no such original and prosperous late-night gathering of culinary experts. If Boss Xia likes it, you may as well come more often. You are always welcome here.”

Soon, Cai Bo Chaoyang led the way and focused on introducing several kitchens and cooks for the gathering.

king.

His food skill is [High-value Ingredients], and he is extremely good at processing high-level fantasy ingredients.

Donkama.

The food skill is “Shaking”, which is to make sauces or drinks by shaking a special shaker.

Banilhare.

His food skill is [Brutal Cooking], which uses various strange kitchen utensils like torture instruments to torture the ingredients to enhance the flavor.

“Huang Ziwang, from the Huang family of Shenzhou.”

The chef, who was wearing a strange mask and a long gown, spoke with deep respect:
“I never thought I would have the honor to meet the shining one here.”

Xia An observed Huang Zi Wang’s five fingers with great interest. He was obviously wearing a pair of special claw tools.

“This is Huang’s secret ‘Mo Liu Claw’. It has a mechanism inside and contains many seasonings, some of which are even poisonous!”

As he spoke, Huang Ziwang wanted to show off. He took out a live chicken from the cage, plucked its feathers and slaughtered it on the spot. Soon, a whole naked chicken was lying on the kitchen counter, emitting a strange aroma.

“It does have the flavor of the ancient skill [Arhat Tiger Claw Pulling].” Xia An praised with a smile.

Huang Ziwang said modestly: “It is more or less borrowed and utilized some of the secrets of ancient skills, and then transformed into the Huang family’s unique food skills.”

Cai Bo Chaoyang introduces the next late-night cook.

“Shaqi.”

“The food skill is [Military Cuisine].”

“She loves to create destructive dishes.”

This female late-night cook is probably the most beautiful and well-built person in the room, but her aura is cold and arrogant.

“And the last one.”

Cai Bo Chaoyang came to the small stage in the banquet hall and pointed to an old man dozing off in a wheelchair. “Mr. Tokiyama Heigoro, he is also the protagonist of our meeting this time.”

“Tonight, whoever can cook a dish that satisfies Mr. Tokiyama Heigoro will be the champion of this gathering.”

After that, Cai Bo Chaoyang walked onto the stage, picked up the microphone, and announced that the topic of tonight’s meeting had officially begun. After half an hour of preparation time, everyone would have two hours of cooking time.

offstage.

Saiba Joichiro looked at the listless old man dozing off in the wheelchair and sighed:

“This person’s condition is much more serious than that of Higashino Tsuyoshi. He attempted suicide many times, but was rescued every time.”

Xia An was surprised: “This Mr. Tokiyama Bingwulang is also a fake Lin?”

Saiba Chengyilang shook his head:
“Not really.”

“He is just a top-level special who has filled out five answer-level recipes on his life menu.”

only?

Special grade with five answer-level recipes?

Xia An’s eyes twitched slightly. This person was definitely one of the top ten strong men on the igo special list, and it was possible that he could even be in the top three. It was just that he was too old and had lost the potential to become a leader.

“How about it, are you interested in taking action?” Saiba Chengichiro said with a smile.

Xia An said nothing but smiled.

We are here to challenge the enemy and trigger the side quest.

How could it be missed?
Ding.

Sure enough, the second side quest of the day popped up on the God of Cooking panel.

……

[The new goal ‘Awaken the Living Heart of the Death-Seeker’ has been triggered]

【Based on the topics of the late-night chef gathering, we will cook high-quality dishes that will overwhelm the crowd】

[Complete the goal to get a ‘food skill’ reward (choose one from the list)]

……

The cooking skills of this group of late-night cooks may seem fancy, but in Xia An’s eyes, several of them are quite practical.

For example, Donkama’s [Shake Cooperation], if you spend money to upgrade it to a high level, can definitely help him make top-notch drinks.

Don’t forget, on the menu of life, there is the [drinks] area. If every top chef wants to reach the pinnacle, he must create a [drinks] answer-level recipe.

“Would you like to come and play too, Caibo-san?” Xia An invited Caibo Chengichiro.

“If you play, I will play.”

Saiba Joichiro shrugged indifferently.

Xia An’s eyes flickered.

My heart is down.

The “food skill reward” that can be obtained probably includes making money from the medicine father, Hamajiro Ichiro.

He became more and more excited.

“Rumble–“

The food truck is parked under the stage.

Cai Bo Chaoyang announced:
“The topic of tonight’s meeting is essay writing. The association will provide each cook with 500 grams of ‘Kaira Giant Crocodile Meat’.”

“Each person has only one chance to receive the ingredients, so… please cherish and make good use of these 500 grams of meat ingredients and cook a fantasy dish as perfect as possible!”

what’s that?
Keira crocodile meat?

Xia An had a strange expression on his face, feeling a little amused and helpless.

Could it be that the batch of crocodile meat that he asked Dongye Gang to help sell was the wrong customer of Cai Bo Chaoyang and the Neon Late Night Cooking Association behind him?

“It’s actually the meat of the Kaila crocodile.” Saiba Chengyilang said in surprise beside Xia An, “Chaoyang is really good. He got such a batch of meat through the Late Night Cooking Association without making any noise.”

After a while.

Take back Xia An and his own 500 grams of meat.

Saiba Joichiro looked as if he had seen a ghost, and was extremely surprised:
“This is not ordinary Kaila crocodile meat. There are not only five levels of capture.”

“It’s the flesh of a level 10 Kaila crocodile leader!”

(End of this chapter)