1123 Treat Me to That Meal

The aroma of the wine spread out, and the entire place fell into silence.

Especially so for Lin Damei, who was right in front of Bu Fang. She could only stare at the wine jar with her eyes glowing and her face turning more and more red.

"How fragrant! This… This wine is really fragrant!" Lin Damei could only gulp as she looked longingly at the jar of wine.

Lin Damei was a well-known drunkard in Goddess City. A general's life wasn't an easy one, and such was the reason why she would spend pretty much all of her money to buy alcoholic drinks.

In Spring Wind Pavilion alone, the jar of wine costs nine thousand Nether crystals. With such a high price, that wine wasn't something ordinary people would ever be able to drink.

And yet, she could smell wine that was more fragrant than that of Spring Wind Pavilion's. The aroma that the wine let out truly seemed surreal, constantly assaulting her senses.

Lin Damei was displaying abnormal behavior. She then opened her mouth to say, "This… is this your wine?"

Bu Fang said lightly, "The name of this wine is Yellow Spring Helplessness Wine. It's something that I personally brewed…"

He shook his hand, and a porcelain cup appeared. He then poured the wine into the cup, which let out an exquisite sound.

After being kept in the wine jar for around a week, the wine had become more mellow.

While Lin Damei was enviously gazing at him, Bu Fang brought the cup to his mouth. The liquor entered his throat, smoothly passing through and gushed into his stomach.

After that, an intense flame seemed to burn in his body, and at that moment, the taste of the other wine was completely forgotten.

Bu Fang squinted and felt the fragrance of wine that lingered in his mouth.

Lin Damei's restlessness kept growing and growing. Stretching out her slender hand, she went to grab Bu Fang's jar of wine.

But Bu Fang had anticipated her move, so he quickly placed one hand on the jar and kept it closed. His eyes then fell on Lin Damei, the corners of his mouth curving into a smile. "Want to drink it?"

Lin Damei blinked her eyes and nodded incessantly. She grinned and said, "Give me a mouthful."

Bu Fang did not reply and instead poured himself a cup.

Liquor came sloshing down into his porcelain cup, and the aroma of the wine surged once more.

"Well, I could... but... you have to treat me to a meal," Bu Fang said.

Lin Damei immediately patted her chest and assured him, "Not a problem! This general will cover all expenses. Eat whatever you want!"

Bu Fang's eyes immediately lit up. He then grinned and said, "Very well. Don't take back your words."

After that, his hand shook, and another porcelain cup appeared. He poured wine into the cup, then flicked his finger at it.

That cup of wine lightly floated towards Lin Damei.

Lin Damei's eyes shone. Reaching out, she carefully took the cup and took a sip.

After a sip, Lin Damei looked at Bu Fang incredulously.

Bu Fang's wine truly trumped that chef's wine.

Bu Fang said, "That chef's wine, although the ingredients are top-notch... the brewing techniques and processing methods are rather lacking, so obviously, it should not have been made by your so-called chef's hands.

Lin Damei immediately became enraged. "Impossible! Spring Wind Pavilion can't fool me with garbage!"

She believed that Spring Wind Pavilion wouldn't dupe her.

Bu Fang calmly replied, "It has seven parts of ordinary wine and three parts of that chef's wine. You would be drunk after drinking it, so of course, you shouldn't expect yourself to be able to tell the difference."

He picked up the lid and placed it on the jar to stop the spread of the fragrance. Then, with a wave of his hand, the jar of wine disappeared.

When the surrounding people heard Bu Fang say that the wine they were drinking wasn't personally made by the chef, their faces changed.

A harmonious sound started to play in Spring Wind Pavilion.

Swish.

The red curtains parted, and figures could be seen standing where the sound had come from. Then, they jumped down one after another, dancing in the air.

They danced beautifully, making many people forget what Bu Fang had said just now.

Lin Damei grinned, clapped, and giggled.

"Chef Jing Yuan's Vermillion Fruit Wine Dragon Chops will now be served to General Chi Si of the Red Dragon Army." A melodious voice reverberated in the entire Spring Wind Pavilion.

Lin Damei's silly face froze momentarily before she pouted her lips and snorted.

Bu Fang was stunned.

Vermillion Fruit Wine Dragon Chops?

Bu Fang couldn't help but recall the menu. Wasn't that one of the signature dishes of Spring Wind Pavilion?

The dish had such a grand entrance, with dancers flying in the air. Soon, those dancers landed on the eighth floor.

General Chi Si, who was wearing a red robe, smiled and seemed to be looking forward to the coming dish.

As the voice of the singer became more and more intense, everyone's eyes shrank.

All they could see was a bright beam of light bursting out.

In the next moment, a woman wearing a white chef robe slowly drifted down from the top of the pavilion.

There was a silver lid covering the dish, making it difficult to see what the dish looked like. Nevertheless, the fragrance that diffused in the air was akin to a strong current assaulting people's chests.

Bu Fang frowned slightly and looked at the woman in a chef robe.

There was no doubt that the woman who had just appeared should be the chef that Lin Damei kept on talking about.

That should be the person in charge of the imperial feast.

Coming to Spring Wind Pavilion did not go in vain. At the very least, he was able to see its chef, and it seemed that the restaurant was not really bad.

Whoosh.

The chef's strength was obviously not low. Her feet steadily tread air, taking step after step towards the eighth floor.

General Chi Si had fluttering hair and a cool look on her face. She calmly looked at the chef who was headed to her table.

The chef opened her mouth, and her voice was simply entrancing as she said, "General Chi Si, your order... Vermillion Fruit Wine Dragon Chops has arrived."

Chi Si's lips slowly curved up into a smile. She leaned over the dish, expectantly staring at the plate covered with a silver lid.

At that moment, everyone seemed to hold their breath as they looked intently at the dish being served.

Many people knew that this dish was also the dish that was served at the imperial feast.

Although everyone knew that this dish was on the menu, only a few would actually order it. It wasn't that people didn't want to, it was just that the dish was very expensive.

The dish could cost up to one hundred thousand Nether crystals, and that wasn't an amount that just anybody would have.

Only a few people, like General Chi Si, would be able to afford such a dish.

The chef landed right in front of Chi Si's table. After she placed the plate down, she shook her hand, and tableware with bright silver luster appeared in front of Chi Si.

Looking at the tableware, Bu Fang was a little stunned.

The cutlery was something that Bu Fang was familiar with. He had also used a knife and a fork to eat the dragon liver from just a while back.

The chef was very attractive. Actually, most of the women in Goddess City seemed to be very beautiful, and ugly women were rarely even seen.

However, everyone had their own unique beauty. The chef had a girl-next-door look, while Chi Si had the beauty of a dangerous woman.

The beauty of the Empress was one that expressed her pride and status. As for Lin Damei... she was a rather silly beauty.

They all had their own unique aspects.

Whoosh.

A gust of hot air rose as steam flew out from the silver lid.

The fragrance instantly diffused, spreading everywhere.

Everyone who was currently in Spring Wind Pavilion could smell the fragrance.

Chi Si then said, "Chef Jing Yuan's cooking is as good as ever... Just from the smell, one would already become captivated."

The corners of Chi Si's mouth then curled up as she grabbed the cutlery.

When the silver lid was taken off, beams of light burst out from the plate. On the platter, all kinds of brilliance burst forth.

Reddish-brown dragon chops could be seen on the plate. It was full of color and glistened with reddish-brown juice. On the side, some fruit could be seen.

Beautiful and fragrant... It indeed drew everyone's attention, and they couldn't help but start to drool.

The sweet and sour taste of the fruit with the strong aroma of the dragon meat… was simply unforgettable.

Bu Fang squinted. He was also rather shocked.

This chef's cooking techniques were something that he had never seen before.

It's unique.

Dragon steak…

Bu Fang had also made dragon steak before. He knew very well that if he were to compare his steak to the Vermillion Fruit Wine Dragon Chops, it would surely and completely lose.

Lin Damei patted the wine jar and said, "Bu Fang, you can smell it, right? The aroma from the wine in that dish is the same as the aroma of the wine in this jar."

"Oh, you go on and continue drinking then." Bu Fang glanced at Lin Damei and added, "Also... you said that you're going to treat me, right?"

Lin Damei suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Well?"

Lin Damei looked at Bu Fang's expression and had a bad feeling.

"You..."

Bu Fang raised his hand and pointed towards the Vermillion Fruit Wine Dragon Chops on Chi Si's dining table. "I want to eat that dish... Can you get it for me?"

Lin Damei's face darkened. Ah, she knew it.

Of course, he'd want to have a taste of that dish!

That costs one hundred thousand Nether crystals!

If she had such an amount of money lying around, then she would have bought herself a better drink.

"I..." Lin Damei was about to refuse when her eyes shrank.

That was because Bu Fang brought out the porcelain wine jar from before, then poured out some wine. Once again, its strong aroma arose, spreading in the air.

The aroma of the Yellow Spring Helplessness Wine Wine wafted out, attracting the eyes of the chef on the eighth floor.

Looking down, she saw Bu Fang and the Yellow Spring Helplessness Wine in his hand.

"Huh?"

Chef Jing Yuan was different from ordinary women. Generally speaking, when women see Bu Fang, they would first look at him, then they would look at the wine afterward. However, she first looked at the wine before even giving Bu Fang a glance.

"That wine... is excellent." Chef Jing Yuan's eyebrows furrowed.

Back on the seventh floor, how could Lin Damei possibly endure such temptation?

If she hadn't tasted the Yellow Spring Helplessness Wine before, then she might've still been able to resist. But since she already had a taste... she couldn't hold back her desires.

Lin Damei reached out and grabbed Bu Fang's cup. "Give me the wine!"

She climbed over the table, causing cups to move about.

Bu Fang's feet then struck the floor, making him fly and hover in the air. "That dish for this cup of wine."

Lin Damei, who was on the table, got up.

Looking at Bu Fang, she then said, "Isn't it just a dish? This general... will order it for you!"

After hearing those words, Bu Fang threw the wine cup at Lin Damei.

The liquor shook as Lin Damei grabbed it, then poured it into her mouth. Her entire body seemed to relax.

Flushed, Lin Damei finished her drink and exclaimed, "Hahaha! Good wine!"

Right after that, her figure flashed in front of Bu Fang. She flew up, startling one of the dancers.

Bu Fang narrowed his eyes. Grabbing the wine jar, he also flew up, his black cloak fluttering in the wind.

Soon, Lin Damei came to the eighth floor and landed right in front Chi Si. Not long after, Bu Fang landed as well.

Chi Si's brows arched as she looked at Lin Damei, her mouth slightly twitching. "What is it?"

Lin Damei rubbed her flushed cheeks and grinned. "Old Chi, let me borrow this dish, please?"