To be honest, many chefs present were almost shocked when they found out that Sun Zhenghai was also attending this Food Gods Conference.

For these chefs, the purpose of participating in the God of Cookery Conference may be fame, profit, or lost recipes, but to Sun Zhenghai, these are nothing.

He has already had fame, and is famous all over the world; profit, and his wealth is huge, and he does not lack this.

As for the lost recipes, Sun Zhenghai obtained quite a few recipes in his lifetime. He restored six of the lost dishes alone.

Even if it was a promise from the gods, it was just like that to him.

Even Chu Ci was surprised when he learned that Sun Zhenghai was coming, because he also knew about this person.

His life is a legend for any chef.

He learned cooking at the age of ten and started working as a chef at the age of sixteen. He took over Tai Feng House and became the chef of Tai Feng House at the age of twenty. He won the title of famous chef at the age of twenty-three. He developed Tai Feng House into the first restaurant in Taiyang House at the age of thirty.

At the age of thirty-five, he led Tai Feng Restaurant to become one of the top ten restaurants in Taiyi Prefecture.

Today, Tai Feng Restaurant has become the most famous restaurant in Taiyi Prefecture, and is known as the uncrowned king in the catering industry.

He is the head of Yucai. He masters nearly ten kinds of cuisines and has disciples all over Kyushu. He has taught twenty-four famous chefs.

This is nothing. Sun Zhenghai’s biggest legend is that the dishes he cooks can attract gods to come and enjoy them.

There are a total of eighteen gods that Sun Zhenghai has seen, and this does not include some gods who have not revealed their identities and only come to taste his dishes.

Every god was impressed by his cooking skills, and some even blessed him with blessings to help him live longer.

There is also a god who admires Sun Zhenghai very much and wants to spend a lot of money to use his divine power to help him transform his body.

As long as Sun Zhenghai wanted to, he could become the favored person of this god and become its spokesperson in the human world, but he refused.

He has never believed in any god in his life, but he has been favored and recognized by the gods many times with his cooking skills, so he is respected as the divine chef by others.

For such a character, Chu Ci really couldn't figure out why he came to attend the God of Cookery Conference.

Chu Ci touched his chin. Did he come here to cause trouble?

Obviously, it was not the case. Apart from not doing it himself, Sun Zhenghai had always followed the procedures of the conference without going overboard in the slightest.

It's the same this time.

After the host announced the start of the competition, an apprentice walked up to Sun Zhenghai, leaned down, and whispered softly: "Master, what do you want to cook this time?"

Among the apprentices who came with Sun Zhenghai this time, there were two famous chefs, and they were also the two apprentices who had been with Sun Zhenghai the longest.

In the previous competitions, Sun Zhenghai just mentioned the name of a dish, and the two of them were able to perfectly present the dish, making everyone who tasted it praise it.

After hearing his disciple's words, Sun Zhenghai, who was sitting on the chair, slowly opened his cloudy eyes and looked up at the venue.

After looking around, Sun Zhenghai sighed: "It's just a name."

"Your junior brother will decide on the dishes this time. Let him cook while you two rest."

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples were shocked.

Standing behind everyone, a handsome young man opened his eyes wide and stammered: "Master, master, you mean, let me go up?"

The apprentice who asked the question first frowned: "Master, is it inappropriate to let the junior disciple come on?"

"Yes, Master, if it's not appropriate for me to do it, I'd better let senior brothers and the others do it." The handsome young man nodded crazily.

Among all the disciples, he is undoubtedly the one who started the program the latest and has the least qualifications. Any one of the brothers and sisters present is better than him.

Although the other disciples did not say anything, it could be seen from their expressions that they did not agree with Sun Zhenghai's decision.

This God of Cookery Conference is the grandest chef competition they have ever seen. The chefs who can advance to the finals all have superb cooking skills. Even their senior brothers dare not say the outcome, but now they are handed over to a

No matter how you look at it, a disciple who has just started his career is bound to lose.

"There is nothing inappropriate. You are all my disciples. No one is the same."

"But, but..." The young man was so anxious that he almost cried.

If they had participated in his name, the young man would not have been under so much pressure. If he lost, he would lose. But this time they participated in the competition in the name of Sun Zhenghai.

Once the boy loses, people who have watched the conference may know the details, but people who have not watched the conference will think that Sun Zhenghai lost.

If the master's legendary life was stained in his later years because of him, then he himself would not let it go.

It was also for this reason that all the apprentices objected to letting the junior chef cook.

As if he understood the young man's thoughts, Sun Zhenghai waved his hand: "Tong'er, come here."

The young man walked over obediently.

Gently stroking the young man's head, Sun Zhenghai smiled slightly and said kindly: "Do it with confidence and boldness. You are my disciple, Sun Zhenghai. Believe in yourself, your cooking skills are not bad."

"Sometimes, it doesn't hurt to be a little adventurous. Your master and I have also lost along the way."

Liu Tong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

After a moment of silence, Liu Tong raised his head.

"I understand, master."

Standing at the chef's position, Liu Tong's eyes became firm.

Master, I won't let you down!

Seeing the junior apprentice on the cooking table, Sun Zhenghai's eldest apprentice asked softly: "Master, why do you have to let the junior apprentice come on? He has never participated in this kind of competition."

"Your junior brother is very talented and his cooking skills are not bad either." Sun Zhenghai looked at the young man's figure and seemed to see the shadow of his own youth: "But he has too many worries and is timid."

"I can see that he has a lot of ideas, but he is surrounded by chefs like you, which puts too much pressure on him, making him afraid to innovate and without the confidence to innovate."

"If this continues, he will only continue to walk along my old path in the future and will be unable to transcend."

"He must break his shackles to make progress. This conference is an opportunity."

The eldest disciple was silent for a while, nodded, stepped back, and didn't ask any more questions.

Looking at the nervous and trembling young man, Sun Zhenghai murmured in a low voice: "Tong'er, I know you are under a lot of pressure right now. If possible, I also want to take it slow."

"But my time... is running out."

With a long sigh, Sun Zhenghai closed his eyes.

The other chefs on the stage were also full of surprise when they saw a handsome young man standing in the chef's position.

But while they were surprised, they were also secretly relieved.

Fortunately, it wasn't Sun Zhenghai himself who played. If it had been Sun Zhenghai, they would have stopped playing, and there would be basically no suspense about the result.

Thinking about it, Sun Zhenghai is old and has not taken action for a long time, so this time will naturally be no exception.

But even if it's not Sun Zhenghai, it should be his first or second apprentice. Why is he a little kid?

Not to mention the doubts of other chefs, Liu Tong was sweating profusely at this time. Although he agreed to the chef, he still felt huge pressure when he actually took the position of chef.

Each of the chefs who can stand on this venue is comparable to his senior brother in cooking skills, but he is just a little-known little chef, how can he compare with them?

Use his best Dong'an chicken? Or the Feilong soup taught by his senior brother?

No, you can't win with these.

Liu Tong knows that there is still a gap in cooking skills between him and these famous chefs. If he wants to win, he must take the wrong approach!

How about using that improved dish that has been studied for a long time?

No, no, this is a competition! How can you mess around with unfinished dishes!

While Liu Tong was thinking, he thought of his master's words.

"Sometimes, it doesn't hurt to be a little adventurous."

Taking a deep breath, Liu Tong adjusted his breathing and calmed his trembling hands.

Give it a try!

Time passed by minute by minute, and the conference was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Soon, the chefs completed their dishes, which were judged and ranked by well-known judges invited by the temple from various places.

Looking at the results announced, Liu Tong's lips trembled slightly.

Sun Zhenghai, third!

Lost, still lost!

Liu Tong walked up to Sun Zhenghai in despair, knelt down with a plop, buried his head deeply on the ground, and did not dare to raise it.

To be fair, Liu Tong is worthy of his reputation as a disciple of Sun Zhenghai to be ranked third among so many famous chefs. If he is given enough time in the future, he may not be able to surpass his master.

If Liu Tong participated by himself, then this ranking would make him satisfied, but this is not the case.

This result, for Liu Tong, is a loss!

Liu Tong felt regretful in his heart. Sure enough, he shouldn't have used the unfinished dishes. If he had used the dishes taught by his master, he might have won.

The senior brothers and sisters next to him also fell silent. It was impossible for them not to complain about Liu Tong, but they also understood that this young junior brother had already performed beyond his normal level. Even if they were allowed to play, they would not be able to do better than Liu Tong.

Junior brother is better.

Looking at the choked Liu Tong, Sun Zhenghai sighed, stood up with difficulty, and walked towards the cooking table.
To be continued...