Chapter 134 Conflict
Jiang Cheng has always been proud of Bai Feng cultivated in Feihuang Tower. After taking over Bai Feng from the chef, he was full of confidence and was determined to win the assessment of the top chef.

After all, the quality of Feihuanglou's chickens has always been the best in Guangzhou. Even in the whole country, it is difficult to find a higher quality breed than the chickens bred in Feihuanglou.

Bai Feng is not only a high-quality breed that Feihuang Tower has devoted all its efforts and spent all its money to cultivate, but also the spiritual pillar of everyone in Feihuang Tower.

Jiang Cheng also had the same confidence. He believed that as long as he took out Bai Feng and used it to make top-notch dishes, he would definitely be able to impress the examiners' taste buds.

In terms of skills and strength, they are all about the same. In the end, victory will depend on the quality and originality of the ingredients.

In terms of quality, the chickens chosen by others are far inferior to Bai Feng.

Jiang Cheng has always thought this way, and has always held this confidence and pride.

Until he saw the black-bone chicken.

As the No. 1 chicken restaurant in Guangzhou, Feihuanglou’s obsession with black-bone chicken is deeper than others.

Many of the ancient books and documents containing information about black-bone chickens in the Guangchu Association were collected by Feihuang Tower.

Feihuanglou’s understanding of black-bone chickens is deeper than anyone else’s.

After all, black-bone chicken represents the highest quality of chicken, and Feihuanglou, which specializes in chicken dishes, dreams of getting black-bone chicken.

However, after trying everything they could to find the black-bone chicken, they had to give up, thinking that the black-bone chicken was indeed a legendary creature and perhaps had already become extinct in reality.

Therefore, they turned their attention to breeding their own black-bone chicken, which is now known as the White Phoenix.

Unlike the black-bone chicken, the white phoenix is ​​pure white all over, with white feathers, crest, skin, flesh and bones. In addition, its appearance is extremely beautiful, especially the crest on its head which is like the legendary phoenix, hence the name white phoenix.

There is no need to say much about the deliciousness of the white phoenix meat.

Jiang Cheng had often heard people talk about black-bone chickens since the beginning when he was learning skills in Feihuang Tower. Through such influence, his understanding of black-bone chickens was almost ingrained in his bones. Therefore, he immediately recognized that it was a black-bone chicken after just a quick glance.

After cultivating the White Phoenix, the people in Feihuang Tower were very excited, believing that the quality of the White Phoenix could be on par with the legendary Black-bone Chicken.

They have always believed this, and before the appearance of the black-bone chicken, the crown of the first-class chicken quality has always been firmly on the head of the white phoenix.

And now, the black-bone chicken has appeared. The spiritual bird that should have existed only in legends, the famous chicken that was rumored to be of the best quality, has flown out of legends and imagination and descended into the real world.

Now, the crown on Bai Feng's head is crumbling.

Also crumbling were Jiang Cheng’s confidence and pride.

Born in Feihuanglou, he deeply understands how important the quality of chicken is to the taste of dishes.

Can't win...

How is it possible to win?
How could a chicken bred by humans possibly defeat a natural, spiritual bird?
It’s not that Jiang Cheng intended to belittle the hard work of everyone in Feihuang Tower, it’s just that the facts are before us.

No matter how many excuses you make, they are just self-consolation.

The formal judging session had not yet begun, and Jiang Cheng had not even made a complete dish, but in his heart, he had already lost.

Lost to a legend that shouldn't have appeared.

But he didn't want to lose.

The thought of not wanting to lose and the responsibility of revitalizing Feihuang Tower weighed on his heart, and together with the feeling of powerlessness and despair when facing the black-bone chicken, he was tormented and torn apart.

In this situation, how could Jiang Cheng calm down and think about cooking methods?
Every second he spent here felt like a year. He wished the judging session could start right away and the results could be announced sooner so that he could be freed from this painful torture sooner. The other three people saw Jiang Cheng like this and thought that he was overwhelmed by the pressure of the special chef assessment. They were quite disdainful.

Those who have made it this far are the elites among the elites. If they can’t even handle this little bit of pressure, how can they inherit the position of head chef in the future?
Xu Qingze keenly noticed that Jiang Cheng's eyes had been looking over here vaguely, and he was not looking at him, but at the black-bone chicken he placed on the ground.

I didn't expect that besides the three examiners, there was someone else who could recognize the black-bone chicken. It's really not easy.

Xu Qing deliberately wrapped the black-bone chicken in black cloth because he didn't want the black-bone chicken to be recognized and affect the mentality of other candidates.

After all, the reputation of black-bone chicken is too loud, and it is really not a good mentality to make people feel uncomfortable during the exam.

Now, a person who has been affected by the black-bone chicken has indeed appeared, and it seems that the influence is quite significant.

However, after seeing Jiang Cheng's desperate and helpless look, Xu Qing felt not sympathy, but rather a bit of dissatisfaction.

What's wrong with the black-bone chicken? Even if it is a legendary spiritual bird, it is just a food ingredient.

Being desperate about the ingredients and worshipping them, can you still be called a chef?
A chef is someone who controls the ingredients, not someone who is led by the ingredients.

Xu Qing stood up and stretched his legs, then walked around Jiang Cheng's stove and went to the stairs at the back to pick vegetables and meat.

The simulation in his brain requires a lot of energy, so he needs to eat more to nourish his brain.

After finishing the selection, Xu Qing returned to the original path and walked to Jiang Cheng's stove. He looked at Jiang Cheng who was in deep pain and asked, "Are you Jiang Cheng from Feihuang Tower?"

Jiang Cheng looked up in a trance.

Xu Qing didn't expect him to reply, but just said to himself: "I heard that the chef of Feihuang Tower was criticized by a guest at a banquet, saying that he had no skills and could only make a good dish because of the excellent quality of the chicken. I also heard that the person suggested that Feihuang Tower be renamed Chicken Farming Tower..."

He heard these from Master Jidi, who told him every detail of what had happened at that time.

Xu Qing, an outsider, was very angry when he heard it for the first time, let alone Jiang Cheng, the person involved.

Xu Qing's words directly hit the sore spot in Jiang Cheng's heart.

The scene of the chef being helped back with a pale face appeared in front of his eyes again, and the sarcastic laughter of others rang in his ears again.

Jiang Cheng was immediately enraged. He jumped up and punched Xu Qing in the face.

Xu Qing's physical training during this period was not in vain. He nimbly dodged Jiang Cheng's fist and kicked him. Jiang Cheng immediately lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

After falling down, Jiang Cheng got up again and pounced towards Xu Qing, but Xu Qing dodged sideways and took the opportunity to press his head on the table.

The cold stone table could not extinguish the anger in Jiang Cheng's heart, but instead made the fire in his heart burn more and more fiercely.

Xu Qing whispered, "You too? You have no ability and can only cook good dishes based on the breed of chicken? So when you see others have better breeds of chicken than you, you immediately feel that you have lost. In this case, you should go back to raising chickens and stop being a chef."

"伱......"

Xu Qing's words made Jiang Cheng even angrier, but they also made him wake up from his fear and despair about the black-bone chicken and regain his sanity.

Feihuang Building is not a chicken farm!
He would prove it, even if it meant burning himself.

Seeing a fight suddenly break out, the guards who had been watching nearby hurried over and separated the two men.

Lei Hua also rushed over and shouted angrily: "What are you two doing! This is a special chef examination room, not a martial arts hall! If you want to fight, get out now!"

(End of this chapter)