Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1503 - 1506: Effortlessly Replicating Frying Skills Shocks the Beauties (Fifth Update)

Watching Shen Qiang's knife technique and the suave manner in which he put away his knife, caught the eyes of the many beautiful female customers present. Meanwhile, the young head chef beside him couldn't help but snort, "Showing off!"Hearing this, Shen Qiang retorted coolly, "Oh, weren't you doing the same thing earlier? How come you didn't call yourself a show-off back then? And now you say I am? Haha, are you scared?"

The young head chef retorted angrily, "I'm not scared at all, let's get started. Don't keep me waiting too long, let me see if your culinary skills are as sharp as your tongue."

Shen Qiang laughed, raising his eyebrows nonchalantly, "Alright then, let's open the eyes of you, the frog at the bottom of the well!"

Hearing this, the young head chef's eyes burned with anger.

But at this moment, the many beautiful female customers no longer looked at the handsome young man as favorably as before.

"Wow, when I heard him talk from the side earlier, I didn't realize that this guy is also a handsome guy!"

"Yes, yes, he's half a head taller than Chef Yu Kang. Although he doesn't have that exotic handsome coolness of Chef Yu Kang, he's definitely a standard handsome man."

"Oh my, look, his technique is so skilled, and even more amazing is that his physique is great too. He's the type that looks slim in clothes but is well-built underneath. Tsk tsk, regardless of how the Fried Pork Belly turns out, I'm already giving this handsome guy an eight out of ten rating!"

Listening to them babbling nonsensically, Wenren Meiqiao suddenly felt shy, her pretty face turning slightly red, and she felt a bit embarrassed to look at Shen Qiang.

Meanwhile, Shen Qiang glanced helplessly at the many beautiful customers around him, all watching him with surprised expressions.

"Were they really just here to eat?"

Shen Qiang suddenly felt a bit uncertain in his heart. After all, the taste of the dishes at this restaurant was definitely good enough to satisfy any customer who wasn't especially picky.

But compared to Datong River, this restaurant is really not in the same league.

It's very obvious: at Datong River, a Truffle Steak can sell for 1,888 yuan, but Shen Qiang noticed the menu prices by chance, and the Fried Pork Belly here is only 38 yuan a portion. Although the ingredients are different, the gap in profit and consumer capability is indeed substantial.

Furthermore, the fact that this young head chef was at best an assistant cook at Datong River was not without basis.

You have to know, Datong River earned the title of Huaxia's top spot in the Gourmet Competition, and it was definitely earned through genuine strength.

Not to mention the French chefs, Lv Shuyao's dad, and the few Datong River head chefs who were carefully selected and joined later, all had astonishing talent for cuisine, learned from famed masters, and persevered for a decade or two to finally become top-notch divine-level chefs.

Moreover, to join Datong River as a head chef, you must gain the approval of Beautiful Demon Fox Chu Qing. Don't forget, she is the number one beauty in the culinary world with a picky palate, having tasted cuisines from around the world. The standard of this restaurant definitely wouldn't catch her eye.

As for Shen Qiang, he actually didn't have any special requirements or standards for food, being from an ordinary family, unlike more pampered folks. Although he can cook and knows the skills, more often than not, he was too lazy to do it, usually eating whatever was available, even being content with instant noodles when there was nothing else.

So from the start, Shen Qiang didn't have any astonishing realization that there was anything bad about this restaurant or any particular fault in the young head chef's cooking.

But now, as Shen Qiang stood by the griddle.

In just an instant, everything changed.

Because after receiving the Medical Saint Inheritance, Shen Qiang, while lacking the Medical Saint's mindset and past experiences, had practically grasped all his other skills, especially in knowledge and medicinal cuisine, astonishingly powerful.

For instance, at this moment, looking at the pork belly in front of him, thinking of enhancing its freshness, various natural substances filled Shen Qiang's mind almost instantly.

After a brief comparison, the dish that could score eight points to him originally, in just a moment, saw its score drop drastically. For instance, the lamb ribs stew with radish, which Shen Qiang could once give eight points to before, could now only get three points in this current state.

Because it was cooked.

And that's all there is to it.

Despite the flood of medicinal cuisine knowledge in his mind, Shen Qiang's actions were smooth and skilled without a hitch.

"Wow, no wonder this guy dared to challenge the chef; looks like he really has some skills. Such fluid and dashing movements, it's clear he put in hard work."

"Yes, yes, suddenly I'm a bit expectant. Judging by the looks of it, even if his Fried Pork Belly isn't as delicious as Chef Yu Kang's, it shouldn't taste bad, right?"

"I guess it might be a bit lacking; after all, Chef Yu Kang is a chef who's made it into the Michelin Guide!"

As the many beautiful women with their sparkling eyes discussed among themselves.

Watching Shen Qiang's graceful movements while frying the meat, Wenren Meiqiao's pretty face inexplicably reddened.

"Who would have thought, the renowned King of Demons, the strongest Alchemist, would be so charismatic in the kitchen. Especially with the apron on, his physique is fantastic. It's not just endearingly bashful, it's surprising that this mischievous guy has such a side to him."

And while Wenren Meiqiao's face inexplicably blushed.

The young head chef was stunned as he watched Shen Qiang's extraordinarily smooth movements, his eyes filled with shock.

"He replicated my movements!"

In just a blink, seeing Shen Qiang while frying meat, even the unintentional small movements were exactly the same as his own, Yu Kang's eyes flashed with a terrifying murderous intent.

"It's impossible, how did he do it, how can he replicate the frying techniques that I have perfected over more than a decade?"

As the young head chef was in shock.

Shen Qiang's eyes were incredibly bright.

"This young head chef really has put in genuine effort, his movements are near perfection, each step perfectly controlling the doneness of the pork belly. Not only that, he's even omitted unnecessary actions, where seemingly meaningless actions actually promote the penetration of fat, making the pork belly flavor richer."

"Impressive indeed, this guy." A sly smile appeared at the corner of Shen Qiang's mouth, thinking to himself, "I'm skilled in medicinal cuisine, I'm not particularly good at frying, stir-frying, or grilling, so I originally thought my actions might be embarrassing. But I didn't expect that after activating precision, not only am I exceptional in performing surgeries and playing basketball, but even my cooking movements can be standard. Indeed, it lives up to being a Divine Skill."

As he was thinking, the pork belly was already slightly cooked under the grilling of the fat, and it was time to remove the gamey taste and enhance the flavor.

While thinking about it, Shen Qiang reached for the seasoning.

Just then, a young cook with quick reflexes reached out and took the spice box away, then looked at Shen Qiang with a gleeful face, eyes filled with the message, if you have the skills, go find your own spices.

Shen Qiang raised an eyebrow and glanced at the young head chef, seeing his demeanor as if he hadn't noticed, the originally calm and just wanting to outdo him slightly Shen Qiang was suddenly enraged, because even if Shen Qiang couldn't use the young chef's secret recipe, Shen Qiang should have access to the basic spices for a fair competition, right?

And now that the spice box was taken away, not even leaving salt, what kind of fair competition was this?

It's simply winning by any means necessary.

"Oh, since you have no qualms, I won't be polite then." Shen Qiang's brow arched, then with a light flick of his wrist, a fine layer of powder sprinkled onto the griddle, and in just a moment, a strange aroma, enwrapping the aroma of the pork belly, erupted.