Shenqing Zhenjun silently put away the four servings of crayfish.

I started to think about how to use it to maximize its effectiveness.

It must be given to Grandmaster Jian Qingfeng.

He is the pinnacle of the sect's combat power and the strongest deterrent force in the entire sect.

As for the other three, we need to think carefully about which senior uncle or master in seclusion needs them the most.

If used properly, the high-level combat power of the Shushan Sword Sect can at least rise one level.

After Ye Feng shifted the blame, he naturally felt incredibly relieved.

Let Senior Brother Shenqing handle these brain-intensive tasks; I can just focus on cooking.

In a huge iron pot, crayfish were being fried, making a sizzling sound, while a group of disciples watched eagerly from the side.

Watching the heat, Ye Feng channeled his spiritual energy and manipulated the large strainer to scoop all the crayfish into a plate.

Then, half of the large pot is filled with spicy and numbing sauce, and the other half with thirteen-spice sauce.

Looking at the bubbling broth and the floating crayfish in the big pot, the disciples' mouths watered uncontrollably.

Waiting time always seems to pass very slowly, like an eternity.

"Why isn't it done yet? *slurp*... I can't control myself anymore, *slurp*."

"Who can control this? Slurp... This taste is too brutal, slurp."

"Slurp... Just smelling it makes me feel like I'm about to ascend to heaven."

"Sisters, why don't some of us step up our efforts and win over Junior Uncle? That way we can eat delicious food every day."

"Sigh, the main problem is that we can't grasp our junior uncle's feelings at all. We have no idea what kind of person he likes."

“I think Uncle Wu is quite suitable, but it seems that neither of them intends to find a Daoist partner.”

"They still have time to chat, hehe... I don't even dare to open my mouth, hehe..."

Amidst a series of slurping sounds, Ye Feng's several large pots of crayfish were finally ready.

Take out a plate, arrange the crayfish according to the flavors requested by the 20 people you asked earlier, and put it into the jade slip. Tonight's crayfish party has officially begun.

The rest can be put directly into the pot. Since these disciples can capture objects and are not afraid of getting burned, they can just take the objects directly from the pot.

Upon hearing Ye Feng announce that dinner was served, the disciples could no longer contain themselves.

One by one, they disappeared like afterimages and surrounded the large pot.

Each person made a sword gesture with their hands, and countless small crayfish began to float into the hands of each disciple.

"Mmm...it's so delicious!"

"Hiss... Ouch, it's so spicy, but I just can't stop eating it."

"Slurp slurp..."

"Smack!" "Smack!"

"Even the shells of these crayfish become incredibly delicious after being cooked by Junior Uncle."

"Oh right, is that enough for you? If not, I'll give you the shrimp shells I have."

"You can have all of ours too."

"roll!"

Seeing how happily they were eating, Ye Feng couldn't help but recall his own college days, when he and his roommates would go out to eat crayfish.

Four people, 20 pounds of crayfish, four kilograms of draft beer, enjoying the evening breeze, pointing and gossiping about the exposed thighs of the female seniors passing by...

A very pleasant life.

After graduation, we were scattered all over the country and rarely kept in touch.

Now, let alone being separated by vast distances, even the world around us is completely different.

If that lecherous third brother came to this world, he would be very happy, since the quality of the beauties here is indeed much higher than on Earth.

Wu Qiuyu appeared beside him at just the right moment, carrying a plate of crayfish.

While eating, he asked, "You seem unhappy? Something's on your mind?"

Ye Feng chuckled and said, "No, maybe I'm just nostalgic for the past."

Wu Qiuyu curled her lips and said, "What is there to reminisce about in your past? Before you came up the mountain, you were ignorant and good-for-nothing, and you spent your days sitting in meditation and your cultivation progressed very slowly."

Ye Feng was both amused and exasperated by what she said.

Was my past really that miserable?

"No, that's not true, Senior Sister. I'm just feeling a bit sentimental."

After finishing one crayfish, Wu Qiuyu picked up another.

"The path to enlightenment is endless; the people and events of the past are but fleeting clouds. The people here are the ones who can walk with you all the way."

Ye Feng nodded and, looking at the disciples scrambling to eat the crayfish, said loudly, "Don't throw away the crayfish shells after you finish eating. Put them in the bowl over there, and I'll take care of them later."

"Yes, Junior Uncle."

"receive."

"clear."

"Junior Uncle, if you hadn't told me, Junior Brother Tie Xuan might have eaten all the shells, hahaha."

Tie Xuanjun's face flushed slightly, but he wasn't too embarrassed.

Instead, he arrogantly declared, "I could eat three pounds of crayfish shells, or even shoe soles, from what Junior Uncle makes!"

"Pfft... I can't stand this flattery."

"Junior Brother Tie Xuan, you've gone too far! Your words are making me lose my appetite for crayfish."

Tie Xuan snorted and ignored their teasing, continuing to slurp his crayfish.

Ye Feng was quite pleased to have received such support.

He took out the jade slip, pulled out a large loaf of bread from it, and threw it directly to Tie Xuan.

Holy crap!

"Holy crap! There are benefits to flattering someone like this?"

"Junior Uncle's cooking is unparalleled in the world. His dishes are perfect in color, aroma, and taste, and can be described as exquisite. It is a blessing from several lifetimes to be able to eat such delicious food!"

"If the world's culinary skills are mountains, then Junior Uncle is definitely a star hanging in the sky. No matter how many mountains compete for second place, he will always be number one."

When the disciples saw Ye Feng give Tie Xuan a large loaf of bread, their eyes immediately turned red.

They kept spouting flattery without restraint, making Ye Feng feel tense all over.

He quickly waved his hands and shouted, "Stop! Stop! Stop filming! What you're filming is disgusting!"

The disciples burst into laughter, making the environment even more comfortable and pleasant.

As the number of crayfish in the pot gradually decreased, the number of crayfish shells in the bowl increased.

Ye Feng definitely didn't intend to waste these lobster shells.

It is, after all, part of a four-grade dish, and crayfish shells are rich in phosphorus, making them an excellent raw material for producing organic phosphate fertilizer.

After boiling it in a pot, then drying and grinding it into powder using advanced techniques, it might just become top-quality fertilizer.

At that time, not only can I use my own Spirit Ascension Vegetables, but I can also use Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi's medicinal herbs.

However, Yun Zhongzi no longer cares much about the medicinal herbs that he once regarded as his lifeblood.

Originally, because the sect lacked resources, they had to cultivate these medicinal herbs themselves.

But because of the delicious food that Ye Feng created, which could replace medicine and had no side effects, he had transferred all his enthusiasm for planting to taking care of those vegetables.

After all, who would want to accumulate erysipelas in their body for no reason?

erysipelas?

Ye Feng was suddenly stunned when he thought of the poison.

These crayfish are said to help expel toxins from the body.

How should we arrange them?

If over 20,000 people were to detox together right now... what kind of scene would that be?