The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 405: Sunset Skill

Ye Dongjian was completely dumbfounded; the dignified image of his old man had collapsed in front of him in an instant. This was a bit too exaggerated, wasn’t it? After all, both the Yes’ patriarch and Mr. Wu were high-ranking officials of Huaxia Country, who had tasted countless delicacies from mountains and seas. Yet at this moment, facing a pot of noodles that didn’t seem too special and a plate of sweet and sour ribs, these two old masters seemed as if they had never eaten in their previous lives.

Ning Minyan, standing beside Ye Dongjian, had her beautiful eyes wide open. The wild eating manners of the Yes’ patriarch and Mr. Wu made it impossible for Ning Minyan to associate these two elders with the high-ranking officials of Huaxia Country.

Wu Xiaofei, who also knew about Ye Chenfeng’s decent cooking skills, was stunned as well. Where had she seen her own grandfather, Mr. Wu, eating like he was in battle? Could it be that these noodles and sweet and sour ribs were really that delicious?

Because the Yes’ patriarch was not in good appetite, in order to whet his appetite, Ye Chenfeng had put his cooking skills to full use today. Although Wu Xiaofei had tasted Ye Chenfeng’s cooking a few times before, Ye Chenfeng had only done a so-so job, not as heartfelt as tonight.

It could be said that Ye Chenfeng had displayed the ultimate level of these noodles and sweet and sour ribs. To say that this pot of noodles was the number one noodles in the world and this plate of sweet and sour ribs was the number one ribs in the world would not be an exaggeration.

You should know that in his previous life, Ye Chenfeng’s culinary skills were also very strong. In his previous life, the country trained Ye Chenfeng in all aspects. After all, Ye Chenfeng had to carry out various kinds of missions in his previous life, one of which was to undercover in a large hotel, where he took on the position of head chef.

Ye Dongjian couldn’t help himself anymore. He casually picked up two bowls, dished out two bowls of noodles, handing one to Ning Minyan beside him, and said, "Min Yan, I’ll taste it first. If there’s no problem, then you can try it."

Ye Dongjian picked up a few strands of noodles and stuffed them into his mouth. His facial expression immediately turned exciting, and he said vaguely, "Min Yan, eat quickly! There’s nothing wrong with these noodles, and they are quite delicious."

Ning Minyan was a bit embarrassed, but when the noodles entered her mouth, one wave of taste sensation followed another. The noodles were simply too delicious. She let go of her womanly restraint, eating faster and faster. She could even be compared to the two old masters.

Ye Dongjian was not far behind in speed, either. Just as he finished one bowl of noodles and was about to get more, the Yes’ patriarch and Mr. Wu became displeased. The Yes’ patriarch directly knocked the chopsticks out of Ye Dongjian’s hand, "Dongjian, Chenfeng cooked this food for me, why are you joining in the fray? Didn’t you just have enough dinner? I remember you were the one who ate the most just now."

With an awkward expression, Ye Dongjian seized the opportunity while the Yes’ patriarch and Mr. Wu weren’t paying attention, grabbed a piece of sweet and sour rib, and stuffed it into his mouth. With such a perfect taste, how could there be such delicious sweet and sour ribs in this world? Ye Dongjian could no longer bear it, forgetting all about the Yes’ patriarch’s authority in the face of such delicious food.

Seeing the scene before her, Wu Xiaofei decided to try the flavor of the noodles and sweet and sour ribs. As a result, she too became uncontrollable. As Wu Xiaofei joined the "battle," Ning Minyan, who was initially embarrassed to compete for food, succumbed to the temptation of the delicious taste and abandoned the last trace of resistance in her heart.

The Yes’ patriarch, Mr. Wu, Ye Dongjian, Wu Xiaofei, and Ning Minyan all ate ferociously; in a short ten minutes or so, a large pot of noodles and a plate of sweet and sour ribs were devoured. Not even a bit of soup was left, clearly showing the heights of Ye Chenfeng’s culinary skills, right?

Ye Dongjian, with a toothpick in his mouth, had a look of unsatisfied craving. He burped contentedly and said, "Chenfeng, why don’t you cook another pot of noodles? Your uncle here hasn’t had his fill at all."

Without waiting for Ye Chen to respond, the Yes’ patriarch spoke up, "Dongjian, these foods were prepared by Chenfeng for me, and you’re here trying to compete with me for them? Do you still regard me as your father at all? It’s utterly scandalous."

Ye Dongjian’s face turned red with embarrassment, and similarly, Ning Minyan and Wu Xiaofei, standing by the side, were also a bit embarrassed, looking down with a slight flush on their cheeks.

"Chenfeng, how come I never knew you had this skill? With your cooking talents, I’m afraid not a single chef in all the hotels of Capital City could match even a hundredth of you. Looks like this old man will have good fortune with food in the future," Grandpa Ye said with a chuckle.

"No way, Zhenhong, I’m going to eat at the Yes every day from now on. You’d better set aside an extra pair of chopsticks for me. After tasting the dishes Chenfeng made tonight, how could I have an appetite for anything else?" Grandpa Wu was still savoring the flavor of the noodles and sweet and sour ribs he had just eaten.

Ye Chenfeng had a headache. When would he have the time to cook for Grandpa Ye every day? You can’t be that shameless! The reason Ye Chenfeng cooked tonight and gave his all was to whet Grandpa Ye’s appetite, hoping to keep the old man healthy and enjoying his food. Ultimately, it still depended on physical activities to slowly improve Grandpa Ye’s condition.

"Chenfeng, I have a proposition for you, Uncle Dongjian. How about you take charge of the cooking for Min Yan’s and my wedding banquet? I’m sure the dishes you make will be snatched up by the guests. What a spectacular scene that will be," Ye Dongjian said with a longing look.

Ye Chenfeng poured cold water on Ye Dongjian’s enthusiasm: "Uncle, what did you just say? You asked if my cooking was edible? Now you should know the answer, right? Did you really think I’m a chef? I’m actually very busy, unlike you who has all the time in the world."

"Chenfeng, what are you talking about? Given our relationship, are you going to refuse even one or two small requests from your uncle?" Ye Dongjian said thick-faced.

"Uncle, I only cooked tonight because I knew Grandpa had no appetite for dinner. Did you think my cooking was something just anyone could have so easily?" Ye Chenfeng shrugged his shoulders as he spoke.

"Grandpa, you must get your health back on track. The reason you lack appetite might be because you’re in a sub-healthy state. I’m going to teach you a set of exercises to strengthen your body. As long as you practice them every day, you’ll have an appetite even when eating food made by others," Ye Chenfeng said.

Grandpa Ye was getting older, and Ye Chenfeng didn’t think it appropriate to use the methods in his soul to transform Grandpa Ye’s body. However, he had a set of exercises in mind to strengthen the body, originating from the world five hundred years in the future. This set of exercises, called the Sunset Skill, was, as the name suggests, designed for the elderly to strengthen their bodies, and was tens, if not hundreds of times more effective than Tai Chi. As long as Grandpa Ye practiced the Sunset Skill daily, his health would surely improve. freeweɓnøvel~com

Ye Chenfeng roughly introduced the Sunset Skill to Grandpa Ye, who showed great interest; even Grandpa Wu seemed rather excited. In the living room, they followed Ye Chenfeng as he demonstrated the moves of the Sunset Skill. After completing a set, both elders felt refreshed and invigorated.

Wiping the fine sweat beads from his forehead, Grandpa Ye said, "Chenfeng, this Sunset Skill really is amazing. I’ll definitely practice it once or twice every day."

"Chenfeng, how many more surprises do you have up your sleeve? I feel like you’re an inexhaustible treasure trove, bringing us one surprise after another," Grandpa Wu joked, showing his utmost satisfaction with his granddaughter’s husband.

"Chenfeng, this Sunset Skill is quite interesting. Can your Uncle Dongjian practice it a few times every day?" Ye Dongjian asked with a smile.

"Of course you can, but Sunset Skill is almost useless for you. This set of exercises is specifically created for middle-aged and elderly people. If you’re so idle that you’re bored, you can practice the Sunset Skill as many times as you want every day," Ye Chenfeng said, rolling his eyes.

Hearing that the Sunset Skill would be of no use to him, Ye Dongjian lost his enthusiasm and pouted. Then a mischievous smile spread across his face as he said, "Chenfeng, you must have a lot of great things in that head of yours, right? Do you have an unparalleled martial arts technique suitable for your uncle? You can’t keep them all to yourself!"

Seeing the incorrigible Ye Dongjian, Ye Chenfeng closed his mouth and ignored him. Taking Xiaofei’s hand, they headed upstairs.(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)