It must be said that the chef hired by Yinzhi had absolutely perfect reading comprehension ability. Although the new dish of West Lake Vinegar Fish looked no different from the previous one, the taste was absolutely in line with Yinzuo's requirements. Let's just say, Yin'er couldn't resist after taking one bite. He covered his mouth and ran to the door to vomit as if he was pregnant. Yinzhi, who was watching from the side, was stunned.

"Laojiu, what's wrong with you? I saw you liked this dish just now, how come you vomited after just one bite? Huyang, you were watching the chef prepare this dish the whole time, right? What's wrong? Forget it, go to the back and tie up the chef for me, and I will interrogate him personally later..."

It's no wonder that Yinzhi is having conspiracy theories at this moment. It's really that Yin'er's vomiting is too unbelievable. You have to know that Yinzhi had tasted this dish himself just now. Although Yin'er's request just now was a bit outrageous, he thought that it was made by one person, so even if it tasted bad, how bad could it be? So when facing Yin'er's vomiting, his first thought was that there was something wrong with the chef.

"Wait a minute, Third Brother. Do you think Xiaojiu has any other problems besides vomiting? I think there's nothing wrong with the cook. The problem is this newly delivered West Lake vinegar fish. Third Brother, if you don't believe me, you can try this fish and see how it compares to the one you just had."

Yinzuo had also been startled by Yin'er's vomiting. If he hadn't been quick-witted enough to pick up a bit of the fish on the table with his chopsticks and taste it, he would have thought, like Yinzhi, that the cook had tampered with the fish. Actually, it wasn't wrong to understand it that way. The cook had indeed put a lot of effort into the fish. Anyway, Yinzuo had never eaten such a disgusting fish in his two lifetimes... The cook had truly understood his words thoroughly and implemented them promptly. Good heavens, in one word, the fish's death was totally unworthy...

The consequence of Yinzhi's courage to try was that he was hit on the top of his head with a mouthful of food, and then he ran to the door and vomited with Yinlu, holding the pillar. Yinzuo sat in his seat, watching his brother and younger brother vomiting all over the place, and at the same time, he praised the worst chef in his heart. This chef is really a genius. It is amazing that he can make two extreme tastes in one dish.

Yin'er and Yinzhi vomited for a long time before they emptied their stomachs. They staggered back to the table and sat down. Their first reaction was to ask Huyang to remove the damn fish from the table. Today, Yin'er finally understood what his sixth brother meant when he said that the death penalty could be avoided but the living punishment could not.

"Sixth brother, was this what you had in mind all along? Why would you specifically ask for West Lake Vinegar Fish, given all the Hangzhou dishes? If I had known this would happen, I might as well have stood there and let you spank me. Ugh! This chef is incredible! He made this dish exactly as you requested. The fish tasted like you were holding a mouthful of vinegar in your mouth, then diving into the river to chase it down and eat it... I can't take it anymore. I can't remember this. I never want to eat fish again."

It must be said that Yin'er is quite tenacious. After complaining about his son for a while, he is still full of energy when he complains. In comparison, Yinzhi does not look so good. He is sitting weakly on the chair, and his hand holding the teacup is shaking if you look closely.

"Sixth brother, you are too mean. Why did you drag me along when you wanted to teach Xiaojiu a lesson? He's thick-skinned, so it's no big deal, but I, your third brother, am not in such good shape. Right now, I just feel dizzy and weak all over. I don't feel comfortable at all."

If it was Yin'er's own fault, then Yinzhi's fault was all Yinzuo's. He was only concerned with clearing the chef's grievances at the time, but forgot that whoever ate this new, modern, and pure version of West Lake Vinegar Fish would vomit. So even though Yinzuo was being poked on the forehead and scolded by his third brother, he could only put on a smile and keep apologizing.

"Third brother is right. This incident today is all my fault. I apologize to you here. Please forgive me this time, okay? Third brother, you have always liked Wang Xizhi's Ping An Tie, haven't you? I will ask Dexi to send you the calligraphy and painting when I get home. How about that as compensation for your mental damages?"

Yinzhi naturally knew that Yinzuo had recently swindled three paintings and calligraphy from Kangxi. What he didn't know was that the authentic Wang Xizhi's "An Ping Tie" (Ping An Tie) that he had always admired was actually among them. What's this like, searching high and low for something, only to find it effortlessly? To have endured such a difficult time in exchange for such a rare treasure was simply worth it. He was now deeply regretting it. He had really pulled out the fish too early, otherwise...

After guzzling several cups of tea, Yinzhen was able to suppress the fishy taste in his mouth. When he heard that his sixth brother was actually going to give the rare and precious Wang Xizhi's peace letter to his third brother as compensation for mental damage, our ninth prince suddenly felt unbalanced.

"No, Sixth Brother, you're treating me too differently. Third Brother and I vomited together just now, so why does he have calligraphy and paintings as compensation while I don't? Logically, I vomited more than him. I don't care, I want compensation too..."

Yinzuo had just coaxed his third brother to sit down for a while when he saw Yin'er yelling. His brows immediately frowned again. He wanted to get up and teach this kid a lesson, but when he looked up and saw Yin'er's ugly face because of vomiting, he stopped.

"Xiaojiu, shut up! What are you yelling about? I think you only care about the food and not the punishment. How about I have someone bring that fish over to you so you can remember why you were punished? Didn't you vomit more than Third Brother because you ate more? And you want compensation? No compensation, but I still have a West Lake vinegar fish. Do you want one?"

As expected, Yinzhen immediately lost interest when the words "West Lake Vinegar Fish" were mentioned. Not to mention eating the fish, he even felt sick at the sight of anything related to the word "West Lake". Seeing the table full of Hangzhou dishes, he lost all desire to eat. He raised his hand to call Huyang beside him and pointed to the dishes on the table.

"Hurry up and find a few people to clear the dishes off the table. Then go to the kitchen and tell them to make some refreshing side dishes and send them over. Remember, change the chef..."

Not to mention Yin'er, even Yinzhi had lost his appetite when he saw the dishes on the table. Yinzuo didn't care, but it was a pity that all the delicious food on the table was wasted without being tasted. Yinzhi was very generous when he received Yinzuo's calligraphy and paintings. Seeing the regretful expression on Yinzuo's face, he immediately said that Yinzuo could take the chef away when he left. After all, after what happened today, he was afraid that he would not want to eat any Hangzhou cuisine in the future.