It seems like a lot has happened, but it's all just something that happened over the weekend.

The events that occurred at the Shushan Sword Sect had absolutely no impact on the Mountain Peak Cottage.

Ye Feng, sitting in the room, sensed that the diners today seemed somewhat different.

Not only were there many unfamiliar faces, but they were all incredibly arrogant, looking down on everyone.

Because the Shushan Sword Sect did not have a sect in the heavens, Ye Feng was unaware that this month was the time for the various sects of the Immortal Realm to descend to the mortal world for inspection.

Each of them who came down from the Immortal Realm is a senior member of their sect, so they should definitely be treated well, right?

In the past, even if you wanted to entertain them, you wouldn't have the chance, because people from the upper realm would absolutely look down on things from the lower realm.

But things are different now. The leaders of these sects in the lower realm are very confident that they can use Ye Feng's delicious food to win over these sect leaders!

Although these people disdain things from the lower realm, they are all their own juniors, and out of filial piety, they reluctantly gave them some face.

They came, but none of them intended to take a single bite.

After all, his immortal body was already free of impurities. If he were to eat any more random things, who knew what they might be? Wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?

Although Ye Feng did not know the specific identities and strengths of these people, he knew from their demeanor and posture that they were not to be underestimated.

In this world of cultivation, he was not afraid of these immortals whose strength was suppressed, but he did not want them to hold a grudge against him, after all, there were still Ancestor Chenxin and Jian Qingfeng and Shenqing Zhenjun who had just gone up above him.

If these people really keep a record of it, then those three in the upper realm will probably not have a good time.

No matter how these people looked down on him or how disdainful they were, Ye Feng always had a faint smile on his face.

But in my heart, I couldn't help but secretly vow that if I didn't make you all eat until you were all dizzy and unsteady, then I would say I had misjudged your appetite!

The women brought by my fellow townsman from Qingcheng are clearly all of high status and strength. I was able to take them down, so why can't you be an exception?

Back in the kitchen, Ye Feng got busy again.

Today, his fighting spirit is at an all-time high.

He has also made a decision: today's meals will be served in larger portions at the same price.

Increase the quantity by 50% from the original amount!

Take out more than ten large watermelons and line them up on the cutting board.

If you pick them up one by one and tap them, the sound is slightly dull.

I then checked the size of the navels on each watermelon; they were all very small.

The patterns are neat and very full.

Seeing this, Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction.

All the watermelons were perfectly ripe; there were no unripe ones.

On this sweltering summer day, Ye Feng plans to focus on something cool and refreshing.

Let's start with a watermelon smoothie to whet the appetites of those who look down on others.

The kitchen helpers stood in a row, each with a large watermelon in front of them.

Liu Yun angered many people with his trash talk and was unfortunately eliminated in the first round of the qualifiers.

Thunderclap won by sheer luck and was promoted to the next round.

As for Qi Ye Ning Yue and the others who wanted to help in the kitchen, it's probably hopeless.

These individuals were targeted from the start, and since they all held the idea of ​​honing their skills, none of them formed an alliance, so their fate was predictable.

Ye Feng picked up a watermelon and said, "First, cut this watermelon into three-centimeter-thick rings, and then scoop out the flesh inside."

After saying that, he pointed his fingers like a sword and started slicing across the watermelon.

With his movements, the watermelon was divided into three-centimeter-thick round slices.

After cutting the watermelon flesh out along the rind, the watermelon was cut into roughly the same size pieces.

Jing Lei and the others followed suit, and controlling this level of sword energy was not difficult for them.

Ye Feng placed the cut watermelon pieces into a bowl and began drawing circles with his fingers.

As he moved, the watermelon chunks immediately began to fall apart, turning into watermelon puree in just a few moments.

Then pour in the yogurt and stir well to get a bowl of sweet and sour watermelon smoothie.

Of course, that's not all.

Ye Feng picked up the watermelon rind, from which the flesh had just been removed, and placed it on the cutting board. Then, he took out six small wooden sticks that he had specially made to resemble popsicle sticks, inserted the sticks into the watermelon rind, and poured in the watermelon milkshake he had just made.

The watermelon smoothie quickly filled the watermelon rind ring. Ye Feng took out a few blueberries and put them into the smoothie inside the watermelon ring, then used his spiritual power to simulate plastic wrap and cover it up.

Just throw an Ice Freeze spell on it and wait for the watermelon milkshake to slowly freeze into an ice pop.

Then, take out the remaining watermelon pieces and freeze them into ice with a single Ice Freeze Technique.

Mix equal weights of frozen yogurt together and continue blending.

This is watermelon smoothie.

Cold drinks and shaved ice have existed since ancient times; there are stalls with signs that read "Fragrant Drinks" in the painting "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".

After the shaved ice was made, Ye Feng scooped out round watermelon balls from the uncut watermelon, put some into the shaved ice bowl, and the first dessert was officially completed.

Since the goal was to increase sales volume, Ye Feng decided against serving all three desserts together, and instead served them one by one.

After the kitchen helpers finished their own cooking, they carried the food Ye Feng had prepared to the various private rooms.

Jing Lei was both nervous and excited as it was his first time working as a kitchen helper.

He carefully carried the tray towards a private room called "Listening to the Waves in the Forest".

As soon as I arrived at the door, I could hear voices coming from the private room.

“Huanfeng, it’s not that I’m criticizing you, but I rarely come down to the mortal realm. I know you want to show your filial piety, but it’s a bit unreasonable to invite me to eat this kind of mortal food.”

"You haven't become an immortal yet, so you don't understand. If an immortal body were to eat the filth of this mortal realm, it would be no different from drinking poison. Wouldn't that be like courting death?"

Huanfeng said with a forced smile, "Please forgive me, Master. You must not regard this place as an ordinary mortal realm. Not to mention that the chef is the supreme being of this realm, the food he makes has many special effects. Moreover, in the time I have been eating here, the food does not contain the harmful substances found in the mortal world. On the contrary, it can even strengthen the body."

Jiang Lu shook his head and said, "How can the body of an immortal be compared to the body of a cultivator like you? I understand your intentions, but it's better not to eat this meal."

Jing Lei was a little angry.

If we're talking about who he admires the most in the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, it would undoubtedly be Ye Feng.

This junior uncle not only possesses extraordinary cultivation, but his culinary skills are also unparalleled.

That's not all. The perfect food also contained all sorts of magical powers, making his originally ordinary talent a top-tier choice among men.

If there truly are gods in this world, they must resemble Junior Uncle.

How could Jing Lei tolerate others looking down on his junior master?