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"Truffle powder? No, there's also shrimp powder added!"

Chen Yu slightly raised his eyebrows, as the flavor was indeed unique, combining mountain delicacies with seafood, and then mixing in the most common sweet and spicy pepper.

"You're very good, being able to taste the seasoning added to the sauce!"

A very charming voice suddenly rang out from the side, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, holding a plate of fried chicken nuggets, walked over with a smile.

Although the girl hadn't fully blossomed yet, her golden hair and blue eyes' unique charm still made Chen Yu unconsciously take a few extra glances.

"Did you make this sauce?" Chen Yu asked subconsciously.

"Kind of, I just mixed some leftover ingredients together in a certain ratio!"

Chen Yu looked at the young girl with admiration: "You have some interesting ideas, mixing truffle powder with shrimp powder, which doesn't have a fishy smell, but instead has a refreshing taste, greatly reducing the greasiness of this fried food."

The girl giggled and was about to put down the sauce in her hands when a bearded chef-like man ran out, fuming with anger.

"What's the matter with you, girl? Why are you messing with my recipe again? If the customers have a problem after eating this, will you take responsibility?"

The girl was scolded and immediately hung her head, her face filling with grievance.

"I just thought it would taste better this way..."

"Better what?" The man interrupted the girl directly, snatched the plate from her hands, and sniffed it under his nose.

"They're all leftover seasonings, and moreover, they're mixed together, you're simply insulting my creation."

Chen Yu frowned, thinking to himself that it was just a piece of fried chicken, and yet he referred to it as a 'creation'.

"I think this little sister has quite the idea, the sauce she made might even be patentable, and who knows, she might even score a ranking in sauce competitions!"

The man rolled his eyes at Chen Yu: "What do you know? Our chicken nuggets here are famous far and wide, the choice of sauces has been very carefully selected, and a single misstep in flavor can lead to customer complaints..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yu directly picked up the sauce from the table.

"Good or not, let's have the customers decide!"

The man clenched his teeth and glared at Chen Yu with a look of resentment.

"Who are you to butt in on our business here?"

Chen Yu's mouth curled into a slight smile: "I'm also a chef, and if you're willing, I'd like to challenge you. Let's have a competition, and if I win, then you'll have to accept this little sister's sauce."

The man laughed uproariously as if he had heard the funniest joke ever.

"Do you know who I am? In the fast-food world, I am..."

"Alright!" Chen Yu interrupted him: "It's just making fast food, let's get started."

Saying this, he immediately washed his hands and picked up the prepared chicken next to him.

Seeing Chen Yu so immersed in making fried chicken, the man instantly became furious. He too put on a chef's uniform and went to the mobile kitchen beside him, quickly stirring the chicken nugget mix.

Actually, this kind of fast food is the least technical, but Westerners always like to make these simple things complicated, as if creating a new sauce or changing a frying method is innovation.

Especially the man in front of him, although the raw materials he used seemed unimpressive, all the oil in the pot was a blend of six different cooking oils.

While it could incorporate the unique flavors of different oils into the chicken nuggets, it also added greasiness to them.

By contrast, Chen Yu's method was much simpler, being the most basic cooking technique, but before he put the chicken into the fryer, he gently rubbed it with his palms, completely breaking down the fibers.

At the same time, he completely separated the bones from the meat!

It wasn't long before the two of them laid out their finished products.

The rich fragrance that wafted from the dishes quickly attracted nearby tourists, who surrounded the stalls, but most of them gathered around Chen Yu's side.

Although his fried chicken legs were simply deep-fried, beforehand he had treated them inconspicuously with a special preparation; a generous amount of sauce had already been infused into the meat.

Therefore, after being fried, they carried a unique aroma.

The chef, however, still had an air of superiority, merely staring coldly at Chen Yu before distributing his own fried chicken pieces.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this person has broken the rules here. We are now in a contest, so please help us judge whose creation is more delicious!"

Fried chicken legs and chicken nuggets, to put it bluntly, are the same type of food.

However, when making chicken nuggets, there is greater flexibility to add other ingredients.

Thus, in many instances, the taste of chicken nuggets is much superior to that of fried chicken legs.

This was the source of the man's confidence.

Unexpectedly, after the tourists tasted the food prepared by both individuals, they turned their approving gazes towards Chen Yu.

"Wow, how did you make these fried chicken legs? Crispy yet tender, they melt in the mouth."

"Even without any sauce, they taste so much better than the chicken nuggets!"

"Are you a professional fast-food chef? You've turned ordinary fried chicken legs into something so delicious."

...

The people on the yacht gathered around Chen Yu as if they were meeting a celebrity, continuously praising him.

Seeing this, the man's eyes bulged; he hadn't expected that his chicken nuggets would lose to Chen Yu's fried chicken legs.

"What's wrong with all of you? Have you lost your taste buds? These chicken nuggets are my own creation, with a secret blend of ingredients."

At this remark, the tourists suddenly got annoyed.

"The way you say that, it's as if his fried chicken legs weren't personally made by him!"

"Where did this guy get his confidence from? Insisting others praise his food."

"It's as greasy as this and still has the nerve to expect compliments, can't understand what he's thinking!"

...

The man couldn't help but bulge his eyes, instinctively took several steps back, and appeared utterly dejected.

With his secret recipe for fast food, he had some fame on this beach.

But after today, his reputation was probably gone.

Chen Yu didn't want to stay there any longer, as he didn't wish to become the center of attention.

Just as he was about to leave with Tong Ya and Tuan Tuan, the little girl from earlier suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Chen Yu's arm.

"Sir, are you from the Orient?"

Chen Yu nodded, "What is it? Is something the matter?"

"I'm going to study in the Orient next month, but I don't know much about it. Could I learn some details from you?"