Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 133 The Immortal Conquered by Hot Pot
This final dish was a bit of a disappointment for Golden Spirit, who had thought it would outshine a thousand others, or at the very least, be astonishing.
Instead, it was just a little oddly shaped.
"This is the last dish you mentioned?" Haotian asked in a low voice, turning towards Jade Pool, his voice filled with confusion and worry.
If this was indeed the last dish, then the Heavenly Court was about to face a colossal embarrassment.
Jade Pool shook her head and whisped back, "I don’t know."
Now, she too began to panic, especially after seeing Maitreya Buddha’s reaction to the soup, which clearly was not tasty!
She felt even more annoyed inside, that monkey dared to deceive her!
The immortals all had different expressions, but fortunately, another large group of Immortal Attendants came forward, each carrying various ingredients.
Slices of meat, green vegetables, fresh shrimp, meatballs, crabs, and so on, more than one could count.
They arranged the ingredients neatly on each of the Immortal Clans’ tables.
Could it be that this was not soup?!
Everyone started to grow curious.
At this moment, an Immortal Attendant came respectfully to Jade Pool’s side and handed her a note.
Upon reading the contents, Jade Pool’s face broke into a slight smile, regaining her confidence, and she declared, "Ladies and gentlemen, this here is the final dish, fire pot, please go ahead and enjoy!"
Fire pot?
The immortals looked at the pots in front of them, being heated by charcoal fires, and nodded, finding it rather fitting.
Following the description in the note, Jade Pool stood up with her chopsticks, picked up a slice of meat, and began the live demonstration.
"The way to enjoy a fire pot is like this,"
With that said, Jade Pool dropped the slices of meat into the boiling pot.
"You just need to put the ingredients into the pot and wait for them to cook before taking them out."
After a few moments, as she spoke, Jade Pool picked up the cooked slices of meat, dipped them in ginger sauce, and said, "Now, you can eat."
The immortals had excellent vision and immediately noticed the glistening sauce coating the meat slices Jade Pool had picked up, captivating their minds.
As the hot and savory meat slice touched her mouth, Jade Pool nearly jumped, it was so delicious.
Had it not been for her status as the Queen Mother, she might have shouted out loud.
No longer paying attention to the other immortals, Jade Pool sat down and started to eat slice by slice.
The immortals exchanged glances, wondering what was so enchanting about fire pot that caused the Queen Mother to lose her composure.
Soon, all the immortals began to imitate the procedure.
"Mmm, delicious, so delicious."
"I have never experienced anything so tasty," said a voice.
All of a sudden, the entire Heavenly Court was abuzz with excitement, all previous skepticism had vanished.
Tian Peng, as the forerunner, chewed thoughtfully, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration.
After swallowing, his expression relaxed, and he said to Yang Jian and Nezha, "Unbelievably tasty, aren’t you guys eating?"
Having said that, he dumped a load of meat slices halfway into the pot.
"Add more, it’s satisfying that way."
Yang Jian and Nezha nodded in agreement.
For them, accustomed to eating and drinking heartily, nibbling on individual slices was just too dainty.
Once the meat was cooked, the three immediately scooped it out in large handfuls, dipped it into the ginger sauce, and ate with grease dripping down their chins.
"This flavor is exceptional!" Nezha mumbled indistinctly, unable to pause even for a moment.
Yang Jian didn’t speak, but the speed at which he was picking up meat accelerated significantly.
"Holy crap, leave some for me!" Tian Peng panicked. He had only looked down for a moment, and suddenly, nearly half of the meat in the pot was gone?
The three frantically scrambled for the food.
Master Zhenyuan’s anger had not yet subsided. In his view, Queen Mother’s behavior was simply too exaggerated. Even if the food earlier was particularly delicious, it didn’t warrant such a loss of composure.
He was by no means easy to fool. Just because Master Zhenyuan did not make enemies did not mean he could be insulted at will.
With an expression of indifference, Master Zhenyuan looked around at the ingredients on the table, his face turning even colder—they were all raw!
Did this mean he was expected to cook the meal himself?
The chefs of the Imperial Kitchen sure had some nerve!
Master Zhenyuan wanted to walk away in a huff. After all, having lived to his age, saving face was of utmost importance. However, Zhenyuan always behaved with propriety.
He did want to see, however, on what grounds they dared to be so presumptuous!
If it was just bravado, then they shouldn’t blame him, Master Zhenyuan, for turning his back on them.
As the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, he had both the strength and the confidence.
Reluctantly picking up his chopsticks, he casually inspected them, picked up a few stalks of crown daisy.
Vegetables, in his opinion, always tasted the same no matter how they were eaten; even this "hot pot" could not possibly create any remarkable sensation.
Eyeing the red pot, which was clearly spicy, Master Zhenyuan who usually maintained a vegetarian diet, opted for the plain white pot.
After waiting a while and seeing that it was almost ready, Master Zhenyuan lifted the cooked crown daisies from the pot, dipped them in ginger sauce, and took a taste.
Chewing in his mouth for a few times and tasting it carefully, the anger in his heart subsided instantly.
The rich sauce completely masked the blandness of the vegetables, yet retained their refreshing taste—it was delicious.
Instantly, Master Zhenyuan understood why Queen Mother had been so eager. If the vegetables were this good, the meat must be even better! 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
With this thought, Master Zhenyuan deftly and elegantly picked several types of ingredients to put into the cooking pot.
Maitreya Buddha, on the other hand, was the most exaggerated, with ten tables worth of ingredients far surpassing Tian Peng’s magnanimity.
Each pot, whether spicy or not, had ingredients poured into it—yes, poured!
One pot full of vegetables, one full of meat, one full of meatballs...
Each one was different.
Maitreya Buddha, with a frown of seriousness, radiated an invisible aura.
It made the immortal indulging in a nine-thousand-year Flat Peach and immersed in cultivation shiver, almost jolting them out of their meditative state.
Timing it just right and suddenly opening his eyes, Maitreya Buddha extended his round arms, which split into several, somewhat akin to the thousand-hand style of Buddhism’s Guanyin.
A thousand-handed great Buddha, Maitreya!
Every arm stretched out, picking up the chopsticks laid out on the table, creating a blur of motion.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Each arm was precise in its goal—the perfectly cooked ingredients in each pot!
To pick ingredients at the exact moment they were cooked was no easy task, especially since Maitreya Buddha now had to judge the readiness of ten different pots.
It was indeed a challenge.
But Maitreya Buddha lived up to the strength of a Quasi-Saint, and drawing on his many years of experience as a big eater of Spirit Mountain, his timing was impeccable.
One by one, the ingredients made their way into ten dipping sauce bowls, and the battle came to a pause.
The arms behind Maitreya Buddha all vanished, and his hands came together in prayer.
"Amitabha."
Looking at the meat slices and the fully cooked seafood in front of him, steaming and fragrant, saliva couldn’t help but drip from the corner of his mouth.
With a loud slurp,
Maitreya Buddha heaved a long sigh, his face full of sorrow.
Alas, this is the creation of sin!
I shall deliver you all, so that you may ascend to paradise early!
Maitreya Buddha’s heart was heavy, much like his belly.
After muttering a few lines from the Buddhist Scriptures, Maitreya Buddha cracked a smile, grabbed his chopsticks, and began to eat!
