The bull-headed man spoke in a deep, resonant voice, as if echoing: "Young lady, you can rest assured and set up your stall here. With my brother and me here, the evil spirits will not dare to cause trouble."

Clean Altar Messenger!

Xu Milu held the osmanthus branch, so happy she almost fainted.

It's actually the second senior brother!

She didn't recognize her!

The second member of the Journey to the West team to check in!

The second senior brother and Master have both arrived, so how far can the eldest senior brother be?

She moved quickly, and in a few moments she brought up two bowls of vegetarian noodles and some vegetarian dishes. Before the underworld official could even open his mouth, the bowl of noodles disappeared into the horse's mouth, leaving not even any soup behind.

"Great noodles! Great soup!!"

Ox-Head said in a deep voice, "No wonder even the Clean Altar Messenger descended to the mortal realm to taste it. The dishes made by the young lady are different from those offered to ordinary people. Even ghosts and gods can enjoy them. They are especially nourishing for us underworld officials. Wonderful, wonderful!"

Xu Milu's heart skipped a beat, and she tentatively asked:

"I haven't asked yet what the difference is?"

The horse-faced man picked up a piece of roasted gluten with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He moved his mouth and pointed out two kinds: mushrooms and tofu.

“Ordinary human food is something we cannot eat; we can only inhale its aroma. Although it tastes good, we cannot truly savor it. But with your dishes, we can eat like mortals. Isn’t that a huge difference? Moreover, these dishes contain spiritual energy that nourishes the soul. Could you be a disciple of the God of Cookery?”

The mushrooms were transplanted from the Gourmet World to Earth, and the soybeans used to make tofu were also transplanted from Earth.

In other words, pure ingredients from the food dimension do not have this effect, nor do Earth ingredients; only ingredients from other dimensions grown on Earth can have it!

Xu Milu suddenly remembered that when she first arrived in the Journey to the West world, the pumpkin rice she made with ordinary ingredients could only be inhaled by Jiao Nu and could not be swallowed. So there was such a difference!

Looking at the silver osmanthus branch in her hand, Xu Milu suddenly felt that she might have found a good way to get rich.