Chapter 1489 - This Wasn’t Just Medicine, It Was A Wonder Drug!

Chapter 1489: This Wasn't Just Medicine, It Was A Wonder Drug!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Hair-Growing Soup?" Harris was shocked. He moved his eyeballs, and then a glow appeared in them as he shockingly said, "You're saying, after drinking this soup, my soft and beautiful hair will be able to regrow, restoring my handsome looks again?"

"The hair can regrow, but if you are talking about restoring your handsome looks, you have to have been handsome once in the first place," Michael mumbled.

"That's not important." Harris turned his head, and locked his gaze onto the urn of 'Buddha jumps over the wall' next to Mag. He rushed forward to Mag, and asked, "Young friend, does your 'Buddha jumps over the wall' really have hair-growing effects?"

"In practice, this is indeed the case." Mag nodded. "Till now, 'Buddha jumps over the wall' has resolved the problem of balding for many young and middle-aged men."

"Really!" Harris' voice grew sharper. With glowing eyes, he asked Mag, "Then, could I please have one bowl of it?"

"This…" Mag murmured as he looked at the expectant Harris with a hesitant expression.

"Didn't we just agree to call the other party 'master' if we lost?" Harris clasped his fists at his chest at Mag in salutation, and said, "I'm willing to admit my defeat, Master!"

"It's over. It's really over now." The senior who was digging his nose earlier slumped into the junior's arms.

"Senior, you have to brace yourself. Master already decided to acknowledge him, what else can we do?" the junior consoled him as he lowered him to the ground slowly.

"Huh?"

Mag was at a loss for a reply as he looked at Harris who had just called him master.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've won the culinary duel and gained a disciple successfully. Mission accomplished!

"Reward received: 'Talented Teacher Point' +1 and the ability 'Midas Touch'."

Right then, the system's voice appeared in Mag's mind, and a cool sensation exploded in Mag's mind as if his spirit was being elevated. At the same time, a glowing golden skill chest appeared.

Mag's eyes lit up as he felt he had just gained something, but he wasn't able to explain what it was. He smiled at Harris. "You're being too polite, my disciple."

"Huh?"

Both Harris and Mag were stunned at the same time.

Hey? Why did I react to that so naturally? Mag's expression was slightly awkward.

Why did he react to that so naturally? Perhaps he has been secretly practicing for many times? Harris was complaining in his heart too.

"Come, come. Master has nothing nice to give you. This bowl of 'Buddha jumps over the wall' will be considered as my gift to you." Mag picked up a big bowl, filled it up with 'Buddha jumps over the wall', and gave the bowl to Harris with a loving smile.

He had roughly guessed that the so-called "Talented Teacher Point" was for him to adapt to this "master" role quickly.

Harris, who was about to refute him, swallowed his words after he saw that bowl of 'Buddha jumps over the wall'. He received that bowl carefully, and said, "Thank you, Master."

Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

At first, they were still lamenting the end of the Invincible God of Cookery's era, and were excited about the rise of the new God of Cookery. They didn't expect these two to get into their new respective roles so quickly, and they were already demonstrating their affectionate bond in front of them.

"What's the situation now? Did the experts all have such high stress tolerance?

"I have long heard that Master Harris didn't care about fame and fortune. I thought it was mainly boasting, but looking at it now, it's most probably true."

"I suspect they're playing us."

This made many people at a loss for how to express their emotions.

"Then, should we call him great master or grandmaster?"

"No matter what we call him, I still feel very weird."

"It's fine. Even Master can say it, why should we be bothered by it?"

Harris' disciples conducted a short conversation among themselves.

"Your disciple's disciple greets you, Grandmaster." Chapman went forward and bowed.

Mag chuckled. "Don't stand on ceremony, don't stand on ceremony. Grandmaster didn't prepare any gifts for you, so come here, everyone. You will each have a bowl of 'Buddha jumps over the wall'. Take it as a welcoming present from me."

Harris' disciples all had an awkward expression, but since their master had already acknowledged this grandmaster, they all had to go over awkwardly.

Of course, everyone was still feeling a little indignant and curious. They wanted to try the soup that had defeated the sour beef bone broth that their master was most proud of.

Harris had already brought the big bowl to a long table, and then sat down. He arranged his clothes before picking up the spoon.

The aroma rose up together with the steam. It was even more distinct and rich than what he smelled from a distance, but that exquisite balance was still maintained.

As a chef, he naturally had his pride, otherwise he wouldn't have made so many dishes that satisfied himself.

He also wanted to find out what the soup that was deemed better than sour beef bone broth tasted like.

The white spoon scooped up a spoonful of thick soup. Although the soup was still brown, it was still bright and clear. There also weren't any ingredient shreds, and to achieve that with so many ingredients added in, Mag had to have a very strong understanding and control of the ingredients.

After blowing on it gently, Harris fed the soup into his mouth.

All kinds of tastes blossomed on the tip of his tongue, and each one of them quickly transformed into an actual object in his mind. Abalone, shiitake mushroom, chicken, shark's fin, pigeon's egg… His mind almost became a zoological and botanical paradise!

The rich meaty aroma was infused into this mouthful of soup, but it was meaty yet not greasy at all.

The amazing taste tickled the taste buds like a graceful maiden who knew all kinds of different things, and could bring along all kinds of surprises at any time.

The rising generation is to be reckoned with. Harris lamented gently in his heart. This exquisite taste had indeed surpassed the sour beef bone broth by miles. No matter if it was the combination of the ingredients, the control of heat, or that amazing cooking method, they had all made him feel innovative and powerful.

He willingly admitted his defeat in today's duel.

However, it also let him gain some new directions for culinary thoughts and methods. The collision of different ingredients might perhaps create an astonishing delicacy.

The soup glided around the mouth for a brief moment before it glided down his throat, and transformed into a warm current that spread toward his limbs.

Meanwhile, a current of hot air suddenly rose up straight toward the top of his head.

Harris only felt his head vibrate for a second, and then began to get warm. His scalp started to feel numb as if ants were crawling on it, or as if it was a desert that had been barren for many years, and grass was suddenly trying to burst out of its soil.

A-am I growing hair now? Harris was feeling the sensation of something trying to burst out on his scalp with widened eyes. This wasn't just medicine, it was a wonder drug!