Inheritance of Two Trillion

Chapter 1366: Chapter 1255: Stop Hiding, Come Out!

When Bai Xiaosheng prepared the river puffer fish sashimi, the extraordinary speed and precision of his knife skills left the entire audience in awe.

When he set down his chef’s knife and revealed the finished dish, everyone was profoundly moved by the presentation’s supreme beauty and precision.

For a moment, the entire hall fell into silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Bai Xiaosheng, unable to believe what they were seeing. The seven or eight men and women seated there even stood up and left their seats to get a closer look.

Everyone was utterly dumbfounded!

Humans—how could someone achieve something like this!

Off to the side, Sun Jierui and Little Emma, who had been watching with worried expressions, now stared with round eyes at Bai Xiaosheng as if they didn’t recognize him anymore.

Usually it was Lin Weiwei who cooked, so they had no idea that the true culinary god was him all along!

In fact, they weren’t the only ones. Even Lin Weiwei and Lei Ying were utterly astonished.

Even they had no idea that Bai Xiaosheng possessed such incredible skills.

”Xiaosheng, how did you do this!” Lin Weiwei murmured in amazement.

”Those knife skills! If I’d known earlier, I would have asked him for tips and learned from him!” Lei Ying’s eyes were shining brightly.

Even though he had entered the professional world, Lei Ying at heart was still a combat enthusiast.

The old butler stared incredulously at the plate of river puffer fish sashimi. Truthfully, he didn’t even need to taste it—judging by the timing and presentation, he already knew it would surpass Akita’s in freshness and flavor.

The old butler’s gaze turned complicated. Lowering his voice, he murmured softly, apparently reporting back to his boss through a Bluetooth earpiece.

This first round might already be lost!

As the room remained engulfed in shock, even the renowned Chef Akita finally muttered under everyone’s gaze with a trembling voice, ”Art... this is art!”

As he spoke, Chef Akita cradled the plate of river puffer fish sashimi, tears streaming down his face.

The esteemed chef, with the demeanor of someone witnessing something unprecedented, admitted his defeat: ”I concede—I yield with humility!”

Reno, the French cuisine master, and Milo, the Italian chef, watched this scene unfold. Their previously astonished expressions turned increasingly solemn.

Looking at the plate of river puffer fish sashimi, as thin as cicada wings and as light as snowflakes, they too felt a deep sense of awe.

It wasn’t just the godlike knife skills that moved them. Both of them had prepared river puffer fish before and knew how dangerous it could be if mishandled. Yet, judging from Bai Xiaosheng’s technique, achieving such a level of precision would require at least ten or twenty years of refined mastery—something they themselves couldn’t match!

But looking at this young man before them, clearly not even thirty yet, how could he possibly reach this level!

The two chefs were in utter disbelief.

There are only a handful of chefs in the entire world who could pull off something like this. It turned out that Bai Xiaosheng, with the assistance of Red Lotus, had dramatically enhanced his adrenaline levels to reach such an extraordinary standard.

And now, he intended to resolve the remaining two rounds of the contest within the next ten minutes.

Bai Xiaosheng wasn’t trying to rush or seek admiration—it was because this temporary enhancement of his physical peak would last for a very short window. Once it wore off, he would be utterly exhausted, likely needing at least half a day of deep sleep to recuperate.

”Stay focused. Push through and end this in one go. This level of strain and effort—it’s as taxing as that year’s gamble on jade stones. It’s draining me completely,” Bai Xiaosheng thought to himself.

”Sir, please try my foie gras!” The French chef Reno suddenly spoke up in front of everyone.

All eyes turned to Reno’s side.

Bai Xiaosheng glanced over, smiled, and walked towards him.

Chef Reno placed his dish on the long table.

In a pristine, delicate white porcelain plate, a cylindrical, thick slice of foie gras sat at the center. It glowed with a pale golden hue, the color enticingly radiant. Underneath the foie gras was a sauce with a slightly darker tone, accompanied by some fresh, tender plant sprigs. Just looking at it teased the taste buds and made one’s mouth water.

Bai Xiaosheng admired it for a second, then cut a peanut-sized piece of foie gras, bringing it to his mouth with a fork and savoring it carefully.

Chef Reno watched from the side with a smile.

”Chef Reno’s foie gras is truly exquisite,” Bai Xiaosheng praised. ”It’s prepared by blending several ingredients, slow-cooking them, cooling them, and then slicing them into a chilled appetizer. The sauce is specially crafted to alter the flavors across multiple layers. Achieving this takes at least ten years of skill—astounding work!”

The crowd watched with eager eyes, listening intently to Bai Xiaosheng’s critique. Meanwhile, Chef Reno’s assistant distributed the remaining foie gras among the audience. Everyone got a taste, though only the size of a peanut or soybean each.

Yet even this small bite of culinary luxury caused everyone’s eyes to light up, showering it with praise—some even rated it higher than the river puffer fish sashimi.

”Sir, I greatly admire your exceptional knife skills, but this foie gras does not hinge on knife work,” Reno said humorously.

He was full of confidence, especially after hearing Bai Xiaosheng’s glowing compliments. His pride grew even more evident.

”Let me prepare something for you to try as well,” Bai Xiaosheng replied with a smile, moving behind the workstation.

”Your technique for handling foie gras is nearly perfect, so I’ll use your foie gras—just with a different sauce,” he added.

As he spoke, Bai Xiaosheng began deftly mixing and simmering the sauce.

Reno had come prepared with multiple contingency plans, bringing along a full set of supplementary seasonings and ingredients.

At first, Reno watched Bai Xiaosheng calmly and even smiled, not taking him too seriously.

After all, this type of cooked foie gras achieves its peak flavor only when paired with his signature sauce, which he had meticulously crafted over years of research.

Changing the sauce would surely alter the taste entirely.

However, as he watched Bai Xiaosheng add specific ingredients, Reno was suddenly taken aback—it seemed he hadn’t anticipated a certain choice of ingredient.

Quickly, the sauce was finished and poured over the foie gras.

Bai Xiaosheng’s presentation was equally stunning, matching Reno’s artistry point for point.