Next, Stephen Chow made a sweet "heart". While watching the movie, Ling Yi thought Stephen Chow's move was pretty impressive.
After receiving Dai Long's memories, Ling Yi could only keep pouting.
It's all a routine.
In the blink of an eye, everyone had become actors, showering Stephen Chow with compliments, including the host, who practically threw out words of praise without restraint.
In other words, most of the people present, including the reporters, were Stephen Chow 'Stephen Chow people and were under his control.
This also demonstrates just how immense Stephen Chow's power is in Hong Kong's culinary world.
From top to bottom, from black to white, almost every force associated with the culinary world is under Stephen Chow's control.
Stephen Chow is still a true businessman, and his methods are almost ruthless.
He decides everything: what dishes are popular this year, which restaurants are making money, which are losing money, and how chefs are rated.
Overbearing and Lawless, shameless and without any bottom line, greedy and Wuji.
It was precisely because of this that he alone offended almost the entire culinary world of Hong Kong. It could be said that with this guy around, the culinary world of Hong Kong could only languish.
The more I learned about him, the more I realized that he really wasn't a good person.
If you say that Uncle Tat, the owner of the Big Lottery, and Tong Ngau are villains, that's fine. But if you think Stephen Chow is a good guy, then you're really making a big mistake.
The God of Cookery Competition has ended, and Stephen Chow leads a group of chefs to the rooftop for a talk.
Give red envelopes where appropriate, and give reprimands where necessary.
The scene where Stephen Chow reprimanded the chefs, in particular, sent chills down Ling Yi's spine.
This guy's arrogance has reached the point of being Lawless.
But everyone still had to wear smiles and offer compliments.
There was no other way; they all needed to eat. If they offended this the God of Cookery of Cookery, their restaurants and their livelihoods could very well Hua Wei with just a word from the God of Cookery.
Uncle Tat and his nephew were humiliated by Stephen Chow and almost went berserk. Although the two eventually reached a deal, it ultimately left Uncle Tat with a seed of hatred.
Uncle Tat initially wanted to collaborate with Stephen Chow, who had a considerable quantity of low-quality beef. If they could leverage the God of the God of Cookery's reputation to promote it, they would surely make a fortune.
This was also the first step Uncle Tat took in bringing Stephen Chow down from his pedestal.
Ling Yi didn't say a word from beginning to end, remaining a spectator until everyone went downstairs again.
What he's thinking about now is, what should he do next?
Was I just blindly following Stephen Chow throughout the entire film, trying to piggyback on the plot?
After all, Ling Yi needs camera footage, especially footage of Stephen Chow, which is naturally more valuable.
Otherwise, what would you edit in the video? A video of yourself going back to your own restaurant to be a chef?
Nobody would want to watch that.
"How about we do something reckless again and go check out the Immortal Realm?"
Ling Yi discovered that although he had restarted the game, the footage from before the restart had been preserved.
Anyway, the story has just begun; we can always start over.
Once the thought crossed Ling Yi's mind, he could no longer contain himself.
As for how to get to the Immortal Realm? The Invisibility camera can zoom in and allows you to fly.
In the world of " The King of Kings," Ling Yi once tried to fly with a Invisibility camera, and he succeeded.
Not only does it fly very steadily, but it's also very fast.
He just didn't know whether the Immortal Realm was in the troposphere or the stratosphere, and even if he could fly up there, he wondered if his current attributes could withstand it.
While Ling Yi was lost in thought, the group had already arrived at the lobby on the first floor.
A slightly overweight young man suddenly rushed out from the side, splattered in front of the God of Cookery, and blocked everyone's path.
"I'm so sorry to bother you all for a little while. It'll only be a short while."
"My name is Tong Ngau, and I'm a graduate of the 105th class of the Ancient Country Culinary Training Academy. I cook very well, please give me a chance, Big Shot of the God of Cookery."
The man's humble laughter and animated gestures were quite comical.
Stephen Chow said with a look of disdain, "Yeah, good at cooking, but will be begging forever."
Then he looked at Uncle Tat beside him and said, "Where did you find this idiot again?"
Uncle Tat shook his head and said, "Brother, I don't know him. Isn't he one of your men?"
Stephen Chow's face immediately darkened as he asked, " Fat Ngau, which department are you from?"
"There's no department; I came here on my own."
Just as Stephen Chow was about to say something, Tong Ngau knelt down in front of him.
"I really admire you, so I came to see you. Could you give me a chance? I want to stay by your side; I'll do anything for you!"
Tong Ngau looked completely sincere!
Uncle Tat then shouted, "Security! Where's the security?"
"Why did you call security?" Stephen Chow said, displeased.
"Kick him out?"
When did I say I kicked him out?
Stephen Chow said, then looked at Tong Ngau again and asked with a grin, "It's obvious you really want to be with me."
"Yes, the God of Cookery, I really want to follow you."
"Anything is fine?"
"I'll do anything you ask!" Tong Ngau said confidently.
After thinking for a few seconds, Stephen Chow raised an eyebrow, pointed towards the elevator entrance, and said, "Then go to the elevator entrance now and take a dump!"
Stephen Chow was clearly putting people in a difficult position. He had no intention of taking on Xiao Di. Not only was he not good at teaching, but his shady methods might also make it difficult to keep someone whose background he didn't know by his side.
However, Tong Ngau was overjoyed when he heard Stephen Chow's words.
He ran excitedly to the elevator, a roll of toilet paper in his mouth, and was about to squat down.
Stephen Chow was shocked, and everyone else present was stunned into silence.
"Alright! This fat guy is pretty good. Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, go to the forty-first floor and find Amy."
Stephen Chow was deeply moved by how obedient this guy was; he was currently lacking someone who would listen to him.
Tong Ngau nodded and bowed excitedly, "Thank you, the God of Cookery, thank you, the God of Cookery!"
"Call me boss!"
"Yes, boss!"
Uncle Tat looked on incredulously. "No way, you really accepted it!"
"What? I like it!"
Next comes the story of Tong Ngau and Uncle Tat plotting against Stephen Chow Stephen Chow, ultimately bringing him down from his pedestal.
In just half a month, Stephen Chow went from a renowned the God of Cookery of Cookery to a fraud and a disgrace to the culinary world.
The more arrogant they were back then, the more destitute they are now.
Ling Yi didn't follow this part of the storyline; instead, he went ahead to find Sister Turkey stall at the Temple Street Night Market.
To be honest, this Turkey is really ugly!
However, the people on this street really respect Turkey.
For the past two weeks, Ling Yi has been strolling along this food street every day and has eaten quite a lot of delicious food.
Perhaps because this is the God of Cookery World, the food here tastes exceptionally good.
Ling Yi had quite a satisfying time to indulge his palate over the past two weeks.
That day, Ling Yi wandered over to the Turkey stall again.
I spotted Stephen Chow, wearing sunglasses and looking disheveled, eating noodles with his head down.
While eating, he kept muttering his opinions.
Ling Yi was speechless. This guy has fallen so low, yet he still thinks he's the God of Cookery?
So Ling Yi sat down next to him and ordered a bowl of clear soup noodles.
"The alkaline noodles weren't rinsed in cold water, so they taste like alkaline water all over – a failure!"
"The fish balls don't taste like fish at all, but to cover it up, you added curry sauce, trying to make them curry fish balls..."
"But that's too Tianzhen, because you haven't cooked it long enough. The curry flavor only stays on the surface and doesn't penetrate at all. When you put it in the soup, the fish balls will be diluted."
Ling Yi rolled her eyes. "Then why don't you just not eat it?"
Turkey also looked at the man with displeasure. She knew that this guy was most likely there to cause trouble.
Or rather, the Turkey already knew what Stephen Chow.
Finding fault, nitpicking, staged accidents, and swindling money—these are all old tricks that Jianghu, a seasoned Turkey, has seen countless times.
Therefore, the noodles that the Turkey gave Stephen Chow were naturally laced with something extra.
"You've ruined a perfectly good curry fish ball, making it taste neither like fish nor curry. What a failure!"
"The radish wasn't picked properly, too many fibers, a failure; the pork skin was overcooked and had no chewiness, a failure; the pig's blood was mushy and fell apart as soon as I picked it up, a complete failure!"
As he spoke, Stephen Chow picked up a piece of fatty intestine and said in an incredulous voice, "The worst part is the large intestine. It wasn't cleaned properly at all. There's still a lump of something inside! Are you kidding me?!"
The Turkey didn't speak, but stared at him with the look of someone who was looking at a dead man.
Stephen Chow raised his voice and shouted, "Hey, there's a car in here!"
Turkey, expressionless, simply tossed him a napkin. "Oh, then use this to wipe yourself!"
"Boss, you're really funny! Should I go around telling everyone that your noodles have a certain ingredient in them?!"
Stephen Chow's purpose is self-evident.
The Turkey remained unfazed, Taunt, "So what? Enough nonsense, it's twenty-three yuan and fifty cents."
"You're only giving me twenty-three dollars and fifty cents?" Stephen Chow said discontentedly.
"Then why don't you just give me thirty yuan so I can go to the hospital to check if I've been poisoned?"
The Turkey shook its head!
"Give me some face, I'm a the God of Cookery, after all!"
When Turkey heard the words "The God of Cookery," he was clearly taken aback and murmured, " The God of Cookery?"
Stephen Chow leaned over and took off his sunglasses, and the two immediately locked eyes.
This scene made Ling Yi, who was standing nearby, feel both amused and saddened, feeling sorry for the Turkey!
Ling Yi could clearly see that Turkey's gaze softened somewhat after he realized that Huoji really was the God of Cookery.
But he quickly composed himself!
At that moment, a dozen or so people suddenly rushed over from the side, mostly vendors from nearby stalls.
"You scoundrel, you dare to dine and dash? Don't you even know where you are? You dare to eat at Sister Turkey Lighter's place?"
Stephen Chow was given a severe beating and looked utterly miserable.
"Oh well, just throw it in the back alley, it'll disturb the neighbors' business!" Turkey stopped the crowd when he saw that it was about time.
In the back alley, Stephen Chow leaned against the wall, looking dejected, feeling utterly hopeless about his life.
The ups and downs of life were almost too much for him to handle.
Just then, Turkey came over, turned Stephen Chow over, and wiped the blood off her face with a clean towel.
Then a bowl of char siu rice was suddenly thrust in front of him.
Stephen Chow stared at the slowly filling bowl of char siu rice, said nothing, and silently finished the bowl.
This was the best meal Stephen Chow had eaten in a while; in his mind, this meal was more delicious than any delicacy he had ever tasted before.
Whether Stephen Chow wanted to admit it or not, at that moment, the Turkey became a light in his heart.
Just then, the noodle stall started making noise again.
Turkey didn't have time to pay attention to Stephen Chow; he rushed out cursing. Stephen Chow wiped the rice grains from the corner of his mouth and followed him out to see what was going on.