Li Huan introduced, "This is a pineapple!"
"Pineapple?" Hong Qigong asked curiously, "Spinach and radish?"
Li Huan shook his head and began to explain the science.
"Pineapple is a type of melon that originated in Brazil, South America!"
"It's juicy and delicious, not only appetizing but also cooling and refreshing, making it a favorite among men, women, and children of all ages!"
Hong Qigong smelled the pineapple carefully again and smiled, "The aroma is extremely strong, it really whets the appetite."
He immediately tasted it, eating with great relish.
"Crispy and tender texture! Sweet, fragrant, and sour! The taste is wonderful!"
Hong Qigong praised it repeatedly and quickly finished the pineapple in his lunchbox.
"There's no meat in this pineapple, so why does it taste like meat?"
Li Huan explained, "When cooking, pork tenderloin is used as the main ingredient, so the aroma of pineapple is mixed with the aroma of meat."
Hong Qigong asked, "What is the name of this dish?"
"Gulu Jackfruit!"
Li Huan improvised and changed "Sweet and Sour Pork with Pineapple" to "Sweet and Sour Jackfruit".
Hong Qigong hurriedly asked, "Gulu? What does that mean?"
Li Huan laughed and said, "This dish smells so good, it makes people's mouths water."
Hong Qigong suddenly realized.
Li Huan continued, "As for jackfruit, it means—jackfruit is as sweet as honey."
Hong Qigong said, "Gulu Jackfruit, the name of the dish is very fitting."
Huang Rong reminded him, "Seventh Master! This is a cooking competition, not a contest of dish names!"
Hong Qigong said with a smile, "As for the second vegetarian dish, the old beggar already has the answer in his heart as to which is superior!"
The scene fell silent as everyone stared at Hong Qigong.
If Li Huan wins, Huang Rong will become his maid, helping him sell boxed lunches at a stall for three months.
If Li Huan loses, he will be evenly matched with Huang Rong.
Guo Jing stared intently, his expression tense.
Hong Qigong leisurely picked up his paper cup, finished his beer, and announced loudly.
"Rong'er's steamed tofu is better than Xiao Ge's sweet and sour jackfruit!"
"Phew..." Guo Jing let out a long sigh.
Huang Rong looked relieved and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Hong Qigong said, "You two are evenly matched, your cooking skills are equally matched, shall we have another round?"
Li Huan sensed a hint of cunning in Hong Qigong's eyes.
If an additional test is added, Hong Qigong will naturally be able to enjoy a delicious meal again.
Huang Rong hurriedly said, "We must have another match to determine who is better! This time, let's have a meat dish as the contest!"
Li Huan asked, "Will it be decided in one round?"
Huang Rong said, "That's right! One round will decide the winner! However, we'll have to wait until noon tomorrow to have the match."
Li Huan said, "I'm always ready to accompany you, no matter what!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a commotion erupted.
A group of refugees hurriedly squeezed into the crowd and approached the electric tricycle.
Clearly, they were drawn in by the aroma of the food.
The refugees were ragged and emaciated.
Since the Jin dynasty occupied the Central Plains, the people have suffered greatly, become displaced, and fled to the Jiangnan region.
The refugees stared at the food in the buckets, their stomachs growling.
Without saying a word, Li Huan immediately served food and rice to the refugees free of charge.
His actions shocked everyone.
Huang Rong and Guo Jing, in particular, wore expressions of disbelief.
A boxed meal that costs one hundred taels of silver is being given away for free!
Hong Qigong laughed and said, "Young man, you haven't sold a single boxed meal at your stall today, but you've given away a lot."
Li Huan said, "I've said it before, when we encounter refugees and poor people, we won't charge them a penny for the boxed meals!"
Hong Qigong's eyes were filled with admiration.
When Li Huan traveled back to the Three Kingdoms period, he also gave free meals to refugees, which moved Sun Shangxiang and Xiao Qiao.
If one were to travel back in time to "The Legend of the Condor Heroes," such a chivalrous heart would surely earn the respect of Hong Qigong.
Li Huan was constantly busy distributing boxed meals to the refugees.
Suddenly, Li Huan grabbed a refugee by the collar and shouted angrily.
"Damn it! How dare they pretend to be refugees and try to freeload!"
The refugee he captured was the fat man who had been craving a boxed lunch but couldn't afford it.
He somehow acquired a set of tattered clothes, smeared mud and ash on his face, and pretended to be a refugee.
He looked like a refugee, but his round belly gave him away.
*Slap!* Li Huan slapped the fat man across the face.
"Hand over your lunchboxes!"
Unexpectedly, the fat man struggled fiercely to get the lunchbox!
With a tearing sound, the fat man's clothes were ripped, and he broke free from Li Huan's control.
The fat man took off running, and Li Huan quickly chased after him, kicking him in the back of the buttocks, sending him flying more than five meters away, where he fell face-first into the mud.
The boxed lunch fell to the ground and spilled everywhere, attracting two yellow dogs who excitedly devoured it.
Upon seeing this, Hong Qigong was so angry that he blew his beard: "This is utterly a waste of resources!"
Guo Jing chuckled a few times: "Young man, your legwork is amazing!"
Li Huan said, "I don't know any leg techniques, I'm just strong."
Hong Qigong laughed and said, "You are strong, quick-witted, and fast. You are a good prospect for martial arts training."
Li Huan feigned a sudden realization: "By the way, weren't you teaching this kid palm techniques in the woods earlier?"
Hong Qigong replied, "Exactly!"
Instantly, Huang Rong's expression tensed up.
Li Huan laughed loudly: "Hahaha... You old beggar, with your lazy and cowardly appearance, you still teach people to practice palm techniques. You're clearly just trying to freeload and mislead young people!"
Guo Jing hurriedly said, "Don't be rude! What Master Qi taught me was the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Rong stamped her feet in frustration.
Li Huan laughed again: "Hahaha, the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms? It should be, Ten Slaps on a Tree!"
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