Grade 6 Food Treasure Bag

After hearing Nan Xu's explanation, Ding Baozhen exclaimed in admiration:

"What a young hero! To be able to come up with a way to change the recipe and find suitable substitute ingredients in such a short time..."

"Your talent for seasoning is probably no less than that of the young prince who apprenticed under the imperial chef!"

Upon hearing this, Prefect Zhao looked surprised. He knew that this Lord Ding rarely praised anyone, let alone gave such high praise.

The young prince Dongfang Jinghong, whom Ding Baozhen mentioned, is a recognized culinary genius and even has the potential to become the number one young talent in the Great Xuan Dynasty.

How could Ding Baozhen possibly compare this young man to him?

Upon receiving such praise, Nan Xu simply smiled and said, "You flatter me."

He does have some talent in seasoning, but he's still far from being as good as Dongfang Jinghong.

He was able to break through this impasse this time because of the experience he accumulated step by step in his previous life, not because of any talent.

Seeing Nan Xu remain so calm and composed, Ding Baozhen was even more pleased.

"Good! Good... Nanxu, perhaps you don't know yet, His Majesty has already decreed that all officials recommend young talents skilled in cooking and cultivate them carefully."

"As an official appointed by the imperial court, I naturally have to carry out His Majesty's decree. If you have any difficulties or need any help, just ask me!" He thumped his chest loudly.

Nan Xu thought for a moment, then didn't mention the Jiang family.

It wasn't that he didn't trust Ding Baozhen; having memories of his past life, he knew that Ding Baozhen was an upright and honest person, and there was no need to doubt him.

However, the place is crowded and noisy. Among the employees in the building alone, there is Wang Yi, the mole, not to mention other people.

"Reporting to you, my lord, I have indeed encountered two difficulties recently." Nan Xu bowed slightly. "The first difficulty is that I have a lot of ingredients but nowhere to store them. The food treasure bag I am currently using is borrowed from Chef Luo."

"This is easy!" Ding Baozhen chuckled, took something from his waist, and tossed it to Nan Xu.

"Here you go! This is a sixth-grade food treasure bag. That should last you for a while, right?"

Nan Xu caught it steadily, his eyes lighting up: "Thank you, Lord Ding!"

This is a wonderful thing. Not only is it extremely spacious, but it can also be used to create a small, independent world for growing and raising food.

Although a sixth-grade food treasure bag can only open up a small world the size of a small courtyard, it is already quite good.

"And the second thing?" Ding Baozhen seemed quite satisfied with his reaction and continued to ask.

Nan Xu paused for a moment before continuing, "The second difficulty I encountered happened to be related to this dish."

"Does Lord Ding know... why our Baiweilou restaurant doesn't have enough Huangshan Maofeng tea of ​​sufficient quality?"

Realizing the deeper meaning in Nan Xu's words, Ding Baozhen's smile slowly faded, and his expression turned serious.

"You mean... someone is trying to trip you up?"

"That's right." Nan Xu said seriously, "The Huangshan Maofeng tea we use is supplied by Qingxi Tea Shop, but it 'just happens' to have gone moldy at this critical juncture."

"Chef Luo went to Manager Huang of Qingxi Tea Shop to exchange the goods, but he claimed that the shop was out of stock and refused to exchange the goods for us many times. This doesn't seem normal at all."

"We implore Lord Ding to uphold justice for Baiweilou."

"Outrageous!" Ding Baozhen slammed his fist on the table in anger. "How dare Qingxi Tea House disregard the laws of the Great Xuan Dynasty and resort to such despicable means!"

"Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! Don't worry, I will give you an explanation!"

Upon seeing this, Prefect Zhao's heart skipped a beat.

Although he never got involved in these matters, he still knew that the Jiang family was targeting Baiweilou, and that this matter was most likely related to the Jiang family.

The Jiang family is powerful, so he usually has to turn a blind eye... Now that Nan Xu has exposed the Qingxi Tea Shop incident, he will at least be held responsible for inadequate supervision.

"Xiao Zhao, let's go! Take me to that Qingxi Tea House!" Ding Baozhen slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage.

Prefect Zhao knew that Ding Baozhen was truly angry, and immediately his expression turned serious: "Yes!"

Ding Baozhen managed to say a few words of comfort to Nan Xu, then, with a livid face, hurriedly went downstairs.

……

downstairs.

Wang Yi paced back and forth by the counter, a sudden unease creeping into her heart.

By now, Lord Ding should have finished tasting the dishes. Why hasn't he come down yet?

That kid...could he really solve the problem of lacking ingredients?

Just as he was hesitating whether to go upstairs to take a look, suddenly, a series of footsteps came from the stairs.

Wang Yi glanced at Ding Baozhen and saw that Ding Baozhen's face was ashen, and Prefect Zhao beside him also looked serious.

Without saying a word, the two hurriedly walked towards the door and quickly disappeared from sight.

Seeing this, Wang Yi was secretly delighted.

This reaction must be because they were angry about the terrible taste of the food!

Haha! He knew it! Even geniuses like Luo Qinzhu and Nan Xu would be helpless in the face of a lack of ingredients!

Next, with just a little encouragement, the position of head chef at Baiweilou will be his!

Wang Yi imagined a bright future, and unconsciously a smile crept onto her lips.

Lost in his daydream, he hummed a little tune as he walked toward the kitchen.

Just then, he heard several chefs whispering about something.

Wang Yi immediately realized what was happening, quickly composed himself, and adopted a serious expression.

The chefs at Baiweilou are probably feeling regret and disappointment because of Luo Qinzhu's failure. He can't afford to give himself away.

In the future, he will need the support of other chefs at Baiweilou, so it is necessary to cultivate a good image.

Well, then I'll comfort Luo Qinzhu a bit more and help her scold Qingxi Tea Shop a bit—that way, even Nan Xu won't be able to find anything wrong with him!

Wang Yi concealed his secret joy and walked over to the chefs who were talking, trying his best to appear worried:

"What's wrong? Could it be that Xiao Luo... really couldn't make that 'Spirit Spring Delight' properly?"

The chefs stopped their discussion and looked puzzled.

Xiao Zou happened to be among the chefs, and he blurted out, "Chef Wang, what are you saying!"

He slapped his forehead halfway through his sentence: "Oh right, you just came back from the outer hall, you probably didn't hear me!"

"Well, I have some good news for you—" he grinned, revealing a wide smile, "That Lord Ding has been raving about Chef Luo's culinary skills!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yi was dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning!

How is that possible? How is that possible!

Meanwhile, Xiao Zou continued to recount the events: "I heard that this was all thanks to Nan Xu! He's incredibly talented; he figured out a way to replace the ingredients in just one day. Even Lord Ding praised him as a young prodigy!"

Hearing these words made Wang Yi's blood boil, his vision went black, and he almost fainted from anger.

"Is there some mistake?" He was incredulous for a moment, trying to argue further. "I just saw those two adults leave with livid faces..."

"Oh, that? Master Wang, don't worry, it's good news!" Xiao Zou said cheerfully. "Nanxu told Lord Ding everything about how Qingxi Tea Shop was causing trouble for us, and Lord Ding is furious. He said he'll thoroughly investigate Qingxi Tea Shop!"

"I think that old bastard surnamed Huang's good days are coming to an end!" Xiao Zou said gloatingly.

"Heh...hehe...I see...that's good, that's good..."

Wang Yi mobilized all his internal energy cultivation, almost causing internal injuries, before he could barely maintain his composure.

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to walk to a secluded place, but finally couldn't hold back any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood!

His position as head chef!

That's all!