Seeing that the chefs' skills were improving rapidly, Ye Xiruo was naturally very happy.

Zishu slumped onto the table, burying himself in his food. Ye Xiruo tasted his favorite candied sweet potatoes and sweet and sour pork, and drank a bowl of eight-treasure porridge before feeling full.

The six chefs are more than capable of opening a restaurant, but a restaurant can't function without alcohol.

Ye Xiruo's space does contain quite a few spirit wines, not all of which she brewed herself. Some were brewed by her subordinates according to recipes, and they tasted quite good, so she stored them in her space.

The space was constantly nourished by rich spiritual energy. One day outside was equivalent to twenty days inside. Over these many days, the age and taste of the spirit wine improved rapidly, becoming almost indistinguishable from the wine brewed by Ye Xiruo herself.

These spirit wines are aged for a very long time, making them incredibly precious. Giving them as gifts is fine, as it suits the recipient's taste. However, selling them in a restaurant would be too conspicuous. With such fine spirit wine, someone would definitely try every means to obtain the recipe, and after obtaining the recipe, they would also want to obtain the brewer. This would cause a lot of trouble.

There is another feasible method: diluting the spiritual wine in the space. However, Ye Xiruo would definitely not agree to this. Wouldn't this be making fake wine? Or ruining good wine? She herself could not do it. If her senior brother found out, he would definitely point his finger at her and scold her. It's truly a waste of spiritual wine.

So, they are going to sell this wine, but they need to start brewing it now. She can take out a few jars of spirit wine from her space as a prized possession of the shop.

She really enjoys brewing wine, but she's currently preoccupied with the Bai family head's detoxification efforts, so even if she wanted to, she couldn't.

In this way, in addition to training chefs who can cook, we also need to train spirit winemakers who can brew wine.

Like spirit chefs, spirit wine masters are of noble status, one in a million. Those of high rank are highly sought after, and a single pot of wine or dish from them is worth a fortune.

Zhang Quan once said that the most important thing for a chef is not hard work, but talent. Without talent, no matter how hard you work, you will never be able to reach a high level, and you may not even be able to get in the door.

Ye Xiruo could only pray that among so many people, there were one or two who had the talent to become a Spirit Wine Master, or that they were already geniuses who were Spirit Wine Masters.

Ye Xiruo did ask, but unexpectedly, only one person answered, someone she never expected—Tai Yanli.

"Prince Taiyan is truly a master of spirit wine."

Tai Yanli nodded. Spirit wine was his favorite, but it was ultimately a minor path, so he only had a superficial understanding of it and had barely entered the field. He was not proficient at it.

"How about the wine at our Drunken Immortal Pavilion?"

"A delicacy fit for the gods." This flattery was delivered so subtly and quietly; Tai Yanli was truly a clever man.

Would you like to learn from me?

Tai Yanli was delighted and nodded immediately. However, Tai Yanheng strongly disagreed. Why should a prince do such things? He should learn from Ye Xiruo instead.

"I'll give you a day to think it over. You can give me your answer when you've thought it through."

"It won't take a day. I've thought it through very clearly now." Having finally left the Taiyan Continent and the Taiyan Divine Palace, and finally able to live according to his own wishes, how could Taiyan Li possibly give up?

"You know that the spirit wines of Zuixianlou all have recipes. I can pass these recipes on to you, but there are conditions, do you understand?"

"I swear that I will never reveal the recipe for the spirit wine that I learned from Ye Xiruo. If I break this oath, may I die a horrible death."

"If you can improve these recipes, that would be even better, and I won't restrict you. But if you make minor improvements without actually changing the ingredients, and then present them as your own original creation in an attempt to evade the oath of inner demons, guess what I'll do?" Ye Xiruo looked at Tai Yanli with a half-smile.

Initially, when she saw that the only person who could brew spirit wine was Tai Yanli, she wavered. Why Tai Yanli? After all, Tai Yanli was a member of the royal family, and Ye Xiruo didn't want to have too much to do with him.

But then she thought, if Tai Yanli really did something, she could just deal with him. That's right, she was that magnanimous; she wasn't afraid of what tricks Tai Yanli might pull.

Unexpectedly, Tai Yanheng snorted coldly: "Who cares about your prescriptions? You're underestimating me."

"Don't talk nonsense, Young Master, apologize." Tai Yanli's face immediately darkened.

"Am I wrong? What do we have in our palace? Why do we have to be so eager for her recipe?"

"That's good. Do you really think that without you as a monk, there's no one left to ring the temple bell?"

"Young Master, please don't misunderstand, he didn't mean it."

"Junior Sister, if we can't afford to offend the people of the Taiyan Divine Dynasty, can't we at least avoid them?"

"What does Master Zishu mean by this?"

"Literally, you should know that status is always superficial; only strength is the real foundation. The Taiyan Divine Dynasty and our Pill King Palace keep to ourselves and don't interfere with each other. We have no reason to go out of our way to do you a favor."

"Master Zishu, you've misunderstood. I didn't mean that at all."

"Hurry up and apologize." Tai Yanli was extremely disappointed in Tai Yanheng, who still couldn't recognize his own status.

Can't they see that Ye Xiruo has already soared to the heavens, unstoppable? Befriending Ye Xiruo now would be absolutely beneficial for them, but it's been completely ruined.

"If the two princes find this courtyard dilapidated, they are free to leave. I will not force them to stay. Consider the food and lodging expenses for the next few days as a gift."

She had already taken a great risk by passing on the recipe for the elixir from Zuixianju to a member of the royal family, but some people were just courting death, so she couldn't blame them.

"Fine, I'll leave then. Who wants to stay in this lousy place of yours?" Tai Yanheng angrily packed his things, while Tai Yanli followed behind, saying something agitatedly.

Ye Xiruo watched coldly, and sure enough, they were no different from that group of spoiled brats—utter fools. No wonder the Taiyan Divine Emperor sent two such idiots out for training.

Potato chips, to put it nicely, represent training; to put it bluntly, they represent suicide. In the struggle for survival, only the fittest survive. Tai Yanli is too weak and lacks assertiveness. Tai Yanheng, on the other hand, is too stubborn and self-willed. Both of them have fatal weaknesses, and neither can get close to the throne of the Tai Yan God Emperor.

Furthermore, their combat skills are laughable, and they're riddled with flaws. Do they really think this is the Taiyan Divine Palace, with countless servants and maids waiting to wait on them? How ridiculous.