"If you truly live up to the name âFood Godâ, I will give you a large sum of money," Rayne said. "But if youâre a fake âFood Godâ, Iâm sorry, I might call the police and accuse you of fraud."
Xia Chuyi: ...
Chen Chen: ...
Xia Chuyi was certain that even if this family was the Bao Family, she would tell Huo Shiqianâitâs not worth acknowledging them, theyâre crazy.
And the mastermind behind the whole situation, Emily, because she didnât understand Chinese, stood by with a very innocent look at everyone.
Things being as they are, Xia Chuyi could only try to calmly say to Rayne, "Mr. Rayne, you probably donât really understand Z country culture."
"Cooking delicious food, in our country, is just a simple piece of earthly life; there are no âgodsâ, only people."
Upon hearing this, Rayne immediately knitted his brows, seemingly somewhat displeased.
Xia Chuyi didnât bother with him and continued, "Also, Iâm not any âFood Godâ. Itâs probably Miss Emilyâs misunderstanding, or... she has seldom tasted authentic Z country food, so she was amazed and casually regarded people as gods."
Hearing this, Rayne glanced at Emily.
Honestly speaking, Xia Chuyi didnât have a bad impression of Emily, but Emily had really embarrassed herself too much, so she slightly set Emily up too, to clear things.
"As for Mr. Rayneâs mention of a culinary competition, Iâd be quite willing," Xia Chuyi said, "Just that it would purely be sparring. Iâd also like to understand better how Z country food has been modified once it reached the United States."
Rayne heard Xia Chuyiâs words; not only did he not change his opinion of her, but he found her somewhat pretentious.
"In that case," Rayne said straightforwardly, "Letâs head to our back kitchen."
Rayne didnât believe for a moment that this young girl had any real culinary skills.
The group went to their kitchen.
It must be said that when Xia Chuyi reached Rayneâs kitchen, she was quite happy.
Simply because Rayneâs kitchen was well-equipped and modern, looking somewhat like the kitchen Xia Chuyi used in her past lifeâwhich is to say, like the kitchen in her space.
While Xia Chuyi was happily surveying the study, Rayne frowned, thinking Xia Chuyi was somewhat overly enthusiastic.
In other words, Rayne assumed Xia Chuyi was envious of the âluxuriousâ kitchen decor.
The host personally came into the kitchen, so naturally, Rayneâs head chef also arrived.
"This is our familyâs chef, Lin Baoshan," Rayne introduced Xia Chuyi and Chen Chen.
"Uncle Baoshan, this young lady was recommended by Miss Ani and is said to have high culinary skills," Rayne said. "She specifically came here to learn cooking from Uncle Baoshan."
Uncle Baoshanâs character seemed quite amiable. Seeing Xia Chuyi, he said, "Are you from Z country?"
This Uncle Baoshan spoke Chinese very well, quite authentically.
Therefore, it could be inferred that this Uncle Baoshan was likely a first-generation immigrant.
"Yes," Xia Chuyi, being a chef herself, showed respect to her peers and said, "I am an international student from Z country."
"An international student?" Uncle Baoshanâs eyes lit up, he mused, "So now the United States has started accepting international students from Z country? Thatâs wonderful!"
From Uncle Baoshanâs expression, Xia Chuyi could see that he was a person with a story.