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Everyone nodded in agreement with Ren Ling's reasonable scoring.
Ren Ling continued, "You owe me the War Strategist Office 4 grams of gold. You received a score of 64 for this song, and the profit from the gold offsets each other, so you won't take away even a gram of gold."
Chen Zao felt as if he had been cheated by a scammer, filled with anger, he said, "Fine! Even if this machine gives me a score of 64, what about the bonus points?"
"Your bonus points are zero."
With fingers shaped like scallions pointed in front of Chen Zao, Ren Ling seemed to deliberately provoke him by giving him a score of zero!
"You! ... You're being unreasonable!"
Chen Zao felt humiliated and wanted to punch Ren Ling.
The people in the hall were also shocked by the score given by Ren Ling.
They had never seen Ren Ling give anyone a score before.
How could this chef, who sang so well, receive such a low score?
Several young masters secretly thought that Ren Ling was intentionally humiliating Chen Zao, and they felt quite pleased!
Ren Xiao stepped forward indignantly and reasoned with Ren Ling, "Third Sister, you can't score like this! Hu the Young Master sang so poorly, yet you still gave him a score. How can you give Chef Chen such a low score when he sings so well?"
Hu Rengui frowned and said, "Seventh Sister, my singing is indeed not as good as this chef's, but it shouldn't be considered terrible."
Chen Zao retorted at Hu Rengui, "What would you call that if not terrible?"
Ren Ling told Chen Zao, "Hu the Young Master's singing is called sincere."
Hu Rengui was moved to tears and gave Ren Ling a thumbs up; Ren Ling truly understood his feelings! He was worthy of his heartfelt sincerity towards the moon!
Ren Ling proudly explained, "This is my Song Gathering, and the extra points are entirely at my discretion. Hu the Young Master sings sincerely for me, so of course I will give him high scores. Your song is for Seven Listening; if you want extra points, let her score you."
Originally respectful towards Ren Ling, she was taken aback by how Ren Ling was making things difficult for her and Chef Chen. Ren Xiao was truly furious!
Her cheeks puffed out like they were stuffed with buns.
Her chest inexplicably swelled a size larger, almost bursting out of the deep red bodysuit.
This was hard to swallow!
If her inflated chest could shoot cannonballs, she would definitely blow Ren Ling to pieces!
"Wow, wow, wow—"
Shilian Zhi led the applause for Ren Ling: "Third Sister is great! This chef is just looking for trouble; we shouldn't give him a good face! Our Song Gathering does not welcome such people!"
"Right, right! People like him should get lost quickly; don't cause trouble at our Song Gathering!"
"If you're not here to sing for Third Sister, then get lost!"
The crowd directed jealous accusations at Chen Zao, hoping to drive him away so he wouldn't steal the spotlight tonight.
"You think I want to stay here?" Chen Zao disdainfully tossed the guitar to Hu Rengui and retorted to the crowd, "I'm not one of you pleasure-seeking lechers! If it weren't for Seventh Sister and the War Strategist Office having antiques from Qianling, and my interest in antiques, I wouldn't bother attending your ridiculous Song Gathering!"
Chen Zao made his intentions clear to Ren Ling: "I came here specifically to acquire this Silver Pot that carries a beautiful legacy! You ignorant folks are actually using ancient treasures as Chamber Pots; it's simply wasteful! I cannot stand by and watch you squander beauty without taking action! I must save all that is beautiful in this polluted world!"
Everyone in the hall was bewildered by Chen Zao's words, not understanding what he was talking about.
Only Ren Xiao understood Chen Zao's intentions and nodded enthusiastically like a rattle drum!
"Third Sister, Chef Chen's culinary skills are unparalleled! Trading your useless Silver Pot for his food is absolutely worth it!"
"I won't waste time with you anymore, Seventh Sister. Since you love desserts, I've made a little something for you. If you're interested in trading it for the Silver Pot, let's make this deal. If not, we'll take our leave immediately!"
Chen Zao took off a camouflage backpack that had been untouched and pretended to reach inside.
Using the backpack as cover, she pulled out seven vividly colored cream-filled pastries.
The seven pastries were neatly arranged in a beautifully designed rectangular box, forming a rainbow of colors, exquisite and luxurious, almost like a high-end product.
These were French Pastries, Macarons, that Chen Zao had taken from the buffet of the most luxurious five-star hotel in Chang'an. Their color, aroma, and taste were all top-notch!
The people in the room had never seen such exquisite and vibrant pastries before.
Many stared wide-eyed, completely unsure of what these were.
Is this really food?
They looked stunningly unbelievable!
Ren Xiao tiptoed and stretched her neck to peek into the box in Chen Zao's hands.
Seeing such colorful and glamorous desserts made her mouth water uncontrollably, like a water balloon bursting.
She couldn't wait to taste what kind of magical flavor these luxurious pastries would unleash!
Ren Ling had initially felt disgusted by the food that Chen Zao had taken out with hands that had touched the Chamber Pot. However, upon seeing the eye-opening delicacies Chen Zao presented, she was instantly stunned.
After examining them closely, to Chen Zao's surprise, Ren Ling actually named the pastries: "These are... the legendary Macarons?"
Chen Zao's heart skipped a beat; she actually recognized them as Macarons!
This girl has quite a broad perspective!
Cai'er, with her phoenix-like eyes, stared curiously at the colorful round pastries in Chen Zao's hands and asked, "Sister, what is a Macaron?"
"This is a type of exquisite French pastry that I read about in an ancient text. It was quite popular during the Golden Age a century ago. However, after the disaster, this dessert disappeared from the world. I never expected that someone could still make it now!"
Ren Ling looked back at Chen Zao, her beautiful eyes filled with incredulous admiration and confusion. Who exactly is this chef? How could he make such exquisite food from the Golden Age?
Chen Zao could read the immense doubt and strong curiosity about his identity in Ren Ling's beautiful eyes. He felt a bit uneasy, fearing that this pretty girl might uncover his connection to the Golden Age.
A dark-faced man remained expressionless.
Deliberately putting on an air of superiority, Ren Ling said, "You do have some discerning taste! This is indeed a top-tier dessert that I learned to make from Gourmet Ancient Texts—French Macaron! Each one is worth its weight in gold! If you want to eat it, you’ll have to trade me a Silver Pot. I'm not joking; one Macaron for one Silver Pot, no haggling!"
Chen Zao's greedy nature kicked in again.
The Macarons in his hands, although sourced from a five-star hotel restaurant, cost only a few dozen dollars at most.
What he wanted in exchange was the Golden Silver Pot of Qianling, which could sell for hundreds of millions during the Golden Age!
If he could pull off this deal, he would be set!
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