Chen Kun was so shocked his jaw almost dropped.
In reality, even the most formidable masters found it difficult to fight ten opponents at once, yet Jiang Yi accomplished this with such ease.
Chen Kun was filled with envy.
As a boxing and martial arts enthusiast, he dreamed of becoming such a master.
"Did you understand?" Jiang Yi asked Chen Kun.
"I understood a little..." Chen Kun nodded busily.
Just then, another group of thugs charged upstairs from below.
"Perfect, you can get some practice," Jiang Yi said with a slight smile.
"Alright!"
Chen Kun responded and engaged the thugs.
Jiang Yi watched the scene with keen interest.
This was Chen Kun's first time using this combat technique, his movements were stiff, but he executed it reasonably well.
It had to be said that Chen Kun had a high level of comprehension.
He learned very quickly.
Ten minutes later, Chen Kun had subdued all the thugs.
Chen Kun himself was not lightly injured, his face was bruised and swollen.
"Master Jiang, the combat technique you taught me is incredibly powerful," Chen Kun grinned, extremely excited.
As he spoke, he aggravated his wounds, wincing in pain.
Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow but remained silent.
This combat technique was something Jiang Yi had developed himself.
Jiang Yi was proficient in medicine and knew precisely which parts of the human body were most vulnerable. Therefore, this combat technique was extremely lethal; once fully mastered, a single touch could incapacitate an opponent.
The bald man's expression turned extremely grim.
He hadn't expected Jiang Yi and Chen Kun to be so capable.
"You wait and see, I won't let you get away with this," the bald man threatened before preparing to flee.
Chen Kun directly kicked the bald man down the stairs.
The bald man tumbled down the stairs like a ball of flesh, his continuous screams echoing.
"Master Jiang, I truly don't know how to thank you for teaching me such a formidable skill," Chen Kun said, his face filled with gratitude.
"You don't need to thank me!"
Jiang Yi stated, "Quickly, take care of the matters concerning Tian Sheng Group."
"I will certainly prioritize this and ensure all matters are resolved within three days," Chen Kun replied promptly.
Jiang Yi did not linger and returned to the villa.
The night passed uneventfully.
The next morning, after waking up, Jiang Yi performed his morning ablutions and went to the living room.
Dongfang Mei was sitting in the living room reading a magazine. Seeing Jiang Yi awake, she smiled and said, "I've already sent all the chefs away. You'll be cooking from now on. Oh, and today I want to drink a restorative soup, make me some."
"I'm not in the mood," Jiang Yi replied.
"Fine, if you won't cook, then we'll starve together!" Dongfang Mei said nonchalantly.
Ever since she had tasted the restorative soup Jiang Yi had made last time, Dongfang Mei's craving had been ignited.
The dishes prepared by the professional chefs tasted bland, like chewing on wax.
She had been longing for Jiang Yi's cooking, but since he made the restorative soup last time, he hadn't set foot in the kitchen again.
To get Jiang Yi to cook personally, Dongfang Mei had gone ahead and dismissed all the chefs.
Jiang Yi couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.
When it came to his cooking, no one could resist.
"Let's make a deal!"
Jiang Yi said with a slight smile, "You help me find my counselor, and I'll make you one meal, how about it?"
"No, you must make ten meals," Dongfang Mei stated firmly.
"If not, then forget it," Jiang Yi shrugged.
He had no intention of becoming a cook.
When he learned to cook from his master, it was merely for pastime, and he had never intended to use this skill for anything else.
"Alright, just one meal then!"
Dongfang Mei conceded, "But it must be at least ten dishes..."
"Deal!"
With that, Jiang Yi left the villa to buy ingredients.
Making ten dishes was a trivial matter for him.
After buying the ingredients, Jiang Yi returned to the villa and began cooking.
Dongfang Mei secretly hid outside the kitchen, observing Jiang Yi's actions. She thought that if she could learn this, she wouldn't have to ask Jiang Yi anymore.
To ensure she didn't miss any detail, Dongfang Mei began secretly filming with her phone.
Jiang Yi had long noticed Dongfang Mei peeking.
But Jiang Yi paid it no mind.
One couldn't learn this type of cooking just by watching; ingredients, heat control, and other factors were crucial.
The most challenging aspect was the ingredients!
Most of the ingredients Jiang Yi used were medicinal herbs, with each dish requiring multiple types of herbs as seasonings, and the seasonings varied for each dish.
While appearing simple, cooking these dishes was incredibly difficult.
Without mastering the intricacies and the combinations of herbs, one could never learn it even if they spent a lifetime trying.
An hour later, Jiang Yi finished the last dish.
A fragrant aroma filled the entire villa.
Dongfang Mei's craving had been thoroughly whetted, and she had lost count of how many times she had swallowed.
The servants kept looking towards the kitchen.
They swallowed more saliva than Dongfang Mei.
Upon smelling the exquisite aroma, these servants knew that Jiang Yi was cooking personally that day.
At this moment, a large crowd had gathered outside the villa, all drawn by the scent.
"What are these people cooking? It smells so good!"
"I've eaten dishes prepared by many famous chefs, but I've never encountered such an aromatic dish."
"This family must have hired top international chefs, as there's no such astonishing culinary talent in China."
...
Everyone began to salivate, almost unable to resist the urge to rush in and beg for a meal.
This scene might seem exaggerated.
But it was the truth.
Even Jiang Yi's master had said that Jiang Yi had surpassed him, and his cooking was considered a delicacy fit for immortals.
Inside the villa, Dongfang Mei was savoring the meal with great enjoyment.
"This is simply delicious!"
Dongfang Mei exclaimed while eating, "If you had lived in ancient times, you would surely have been the Emperor's personal chef."
Jiang Yi remained silent, continuing to eat his own meal.
These ten dishes were nothing special.
Jiang Yi's true mastery lay in the 'Eight Immortals Banquet.'
When Jiang Yi traveled abroad with his master years ago, he had showcased his skills, astonishing everyone. The Queen of England had attempted to retain him, but Jiang Yi had refused.
"Don't forget what you promised me," Jiang Yi reminded her.
"Don't worry, I'll assign people to look. Within three days, we'll definitely find them," Dongfang Mei said, speaking to Jiang Yi while eating.
Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow and continued eating.
"Why don't we join forces and start a business?"
Dongfang Mei looked at Jiang Yi, "With your culinary skills and my connections, any shop we open would become immensely popular in China, or even worldwide. Then, we could open branches in every city globally. It would be more profitable than any bank."
"No interest," Jiang Yi replied blandly.
Dongfang Mei looked somewhat disappointed.
"Eat less, don't finish it all!"
Dongfang Mei quickly called out to Jiang Yi, "Savor such excellent dishes slowly. The way you're eating so quickly is a complete waste of treasures."