Ch 64: Revealing The Secret

Chef Zhou exploded with rage.

He was a High-Class Chef from Yanjing, preparing Imperial Cuisine, yet the Food Expert only gave him a 90.

Lao Yan, merely running a small stir-fry shop, serving the most basic Fruit Platter—one containing pesticide residue—received a 120 from those three fellows.

Wasn’t this slapping him in the face?

A mere Food Expert from the Provincial Capital daring to slap him? He was asking for death.

Chef Zhou immediately rushed forward, taking out his mobile phone, preparing to photograph the Peach Platter and the three Food Experts, then sending it to Wang Junjie and his friends in Yanjing.

“You’re finished. In five minutes, I’ll ruin your reputations… huh!”

As soon as he pointed his phone at the Peach Platter, he froze.

The peach slices in the platter were truly alluring, crystal clear and rosy, like pieces of delicate jade.

The peach fragrance was intoxicating, making one involuntarily swallow their saliva.

Even he, from Yanjing, had never smelled such fragrant peaches.

“It’s just a food tasting, right? I can do that too. After I taste this garbage peach, let’s see how I slap your faces?”

Finding a convenient excuse, Chef Zhou impatiently speared a piece of peach and stuffed it into his mouth.

The incredibly sweet juice nearly made him swallow his own tongue.

The intoxicating peach fragrance surged into his mind, causing him to involuntarily close his eyes.

Soon, he was also weeping like the three Food Experts.

“Goodness! Chef Zhou… Chef Zhou is crying too!” the Female Host exclaimed in shock.

The core members of the Baisheng Grand Hotel also looked shocked.

Manager Luo anxiously shouted:

“No good, Chef Zhou was also made to cry by the pesticide poison in the peach meat! Call 120!”

Chef Zhou’s status was several times higher than his; if anything happened, the Wang Family would definitely blame him.

The Female Secretary beside him frantically pulled out her mobile phone, about to make an emergency call, when Chef Zhou suddenly spoke:

“Don’t call 120, I’m not poisoned.”

On his arrogant face, regret appeared, his arrogant voice hoarse.

“What kind of peaches are these? Not only are they incredibly delicious, but they also clearly remind me of my teacher who taught me culinary skills.

I’m an orphan, raised in an orphanage since childhood. I hated studying; my favorite thing was sneaking into girls’ restrooms and bathhouses. Later, I was caught by the teacher, expelled, and the orphanage didn’t want me either.

I became a thug on the streets.

Soon, other thugs called me stupid; I couldn’t even do extortion, blackmail, or steal wallets, but my appetite was two or three times theirs—a big glutton. They kicked me out and beat me up badly.

I almost died that time, luckily I met my teacher.

He saved me, taught me culinary skills, and constantly warned me: To become a true High-Class Chef, you must not only have superb culinary skills but also culinary ethics.

But I completely ignored his warnings, even thinking that he secretly held back some techniques when teaching me, increasingly hating him.

Later, I gambled away all my money, owed a large debt, and robbed women’s bags. I finally robbed two bags, but he caught me and scolded me again.

He sent me to the courtyard to reflect and took out his phone to call the police.

I was filled with resentment and immediately picked up a brick and smashed it on his head, killing him.

After he fell, I discovered that he wasn’t calling the police; he was calling my creditor to pay my debt for me.

I deeply regretted it and was terrified, running away to a small county town that night.

In that small county town, I found a job as a hotel chef.

That period was the happiest time of my life because every night, there were women『 lying dead drunk 』 near the hotel.

Whenever I had the chance, I would pick up these women, carry them into the greenery belt or bushes, and sleep with them.

Until one time, I pulled down a drunk woman’s pants, preparing to sleep with her when she suddenly woke up, saw my face, and I immediately tried to strangle her.

Unexpectedly, that woman knew some martial arts and beat me up badly. If I hadn’t run fast, I would have been arrested that time.

That night, I ran away again, not even daring to collect my wages.

That time I ran to Yanjing.

I planned to resume my old ways: working as a hotel chef and continuing to sleep with『 dead drunk 』 women.

Unfortunately, the hotels in Yanjing had extremely high requirements, not only needing a senior chef certificate but also a signature dish.

I wasn’t skilled enough, and my teacher was killed by me; I failed the senior chef exam eight times in a row.

Just when I was about to despair, I accidentally bought a chronic poison that could make people addicted.

Adding this poison to the dishes, the first bite felt ordinary, but it made people want to eat more and more, the more they ate, the more delicious it became.

With the help of this poison, I finally got my senior chef certificate, won a small award, and successfully became the head chef of a five-star hotel.

With this status, picking up 『 dead drunk 』 women became much easier.

Unexpectedly, my first attempt encountered a 『honey trap』.

They had a beautiful woman pretend to be drunk and collapse near the hotel. When I carried the woman into the greenery belt and pulled down her pants, preparing to sleep with her, those guys surrounded me and extorted a large sum of money from me.

I couldn’t afford it, so they stripped me naked, took photos, and forced me to write an IOU.

If I couldn’t pay back the money within the stipulated period, they would publish my photos.

When the repayment deadline was approaching, I heard that Wang Junjie needed a senior chef. As long as he could help him defeat Su Family’s chef, he would get a large sum of money.

With my senior chef certificate and award, I was easily chosen.

With that poison, I easily got 90 points.

But unexpectedly, at the last moment, the Su Family actually brought out such a magical Peach Platter.

I lost… I can’t pay back the money; I’ll definitely be killed by those guys who played the 『honey trap』.

I don’t want to die; I haven’t slept with enough women, and I haven’t made enough money.

Teacher, if you hadn’t been killed by me, you could have helped me repay this debt…”

After hearing Chef Zhou’s “confession,” everyone was stunned.

It turned out that this guy wasn’t a real senior chef but a lecherous murderer who also poisoned his dishes!

The Female Host and two female Food Experts hurried off the stage, no longer daring to share the stage with him.

Lao Yan and the male Food Expert simultaneously picked up a spatula, vigilantly staring at him.

Manager Luo and his subordinates of the Baisheng Grand Hotel all had dark faces, shocked and angry.

What was Wang Junjie doing? He actually found an imposter, a murderer and lecher!

Now the truth was revealed; the imposter surnamed Zhou was finished, and the Baisheng Grand Hotel was implicated, losing the competition.

Su Lina’s side was overjoyed.

Assistant Fang excitedly said:

“Miss, we won! Qin Yun’s Peach Platter is amazing!”

“That’s right, Little Brother Qin Yun’s peaches are amazing! Not only are they incredibly delicious, but they also make people involuntarily reveal the secrets in their hearts!”

Su Lina was also extremely excited, her delicate face flushed red, like a ripe water honey peach.

Suddenly, she frowned.

“Oh no, I forgot to record what Mr. Zhou said.”

The secrets revealed by the three Food Experts were not shameful secrets.

But Chef Zhou revealed all his “dark history.”

Once he comes to his senses, he certainly won’t admit it.

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