Luo Qian covered his face, unable to bear watching. Where did this blockhead come from? If he reaches out, he'll probably get chopped into Kung Pao Chicken.
Chairman Hamilton seized the fat man by the neck and said coldly, "Hand it over!" The fat man's face turned crimson. It took every ounce of strength he had to open his hand. Hamilton took the paper-like object and examined it carefully, then broke into a delighted smile. Nodding again and again, he said, "It really is genuine!"
The tall, thin man had already knelt before Miss Uma. But the moment he heard Hamilton declare the recipe genuine, he deflated like a punctured ball. He put away his Incarnation Sand and slipped off dejectedly. Hamilton had no time for him. He helped the fat man up with great care and apologized with a beaming smile. "My worthy son-in-law, I gave you a fright. I was rash. Please forgive me." Still shaken, the fat man could only mumble, unsure what to say.
Luo Qian's eyes nearly popped out. A Kung Pao Chicken recipe is worth more than Incarnation Sand that powerful? I've got recipes for Dongpo Pork and West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce too... Wait! His eyes lit up. He quietly asked Tie E, "Brother Tie, what's going on?"
"Didn't you see?" Tie E said. "Most cultivators in the Saint Realm aren't from Earth. They come from other worlds. They say that years ago, a master chef from Earth appeared here. His Chinese cooking was so good it could make a Buddha jump over a wall. It swept the Saint Realm, and everyone revered him as the Food Saint. Unfortunately, he suddenly vanished. Delicious Chinese food became a lost art here, but the recipes he left behind became priceless treasures."
Those who ascended