It's simply unbearable!
Finally, everyone at the table closed their eyes and plugged their ears, which slightly suppressed their urge to rush forward and grab the meat.
However, just when they thought they could be free, Fen Tianming did not let them go. He shamelessly continued to hold the bowl of food and mutter various things around them, almost driving them to the point of killing each other.
"Fen Tianming."
Finally, Zhao, the coachman, couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up to stop them, saying, "You're all together, and you might even become classmates in the future, so just calm down."
"snort."
Upon hearing this, Gu Ye and Fen Tianming exchanged a cold greeting and turned away.
"Ahem, hello young men."
At this moment, Coachman Zhao walked up to Jun Feijue and his group, politely cupping his hands and asking, "May I ask who is the person in charge among you?"
Although he asked the question, Zhao the coachman's eyes were fixed on Di Moyu and Jun Feijue, clearly indicating that he had already guessed it.
“Naturally, it’s our master.”
As Ji Fanya washed the pot, he said coldly, "Why are you asking this?"
"Is that so? I wonder how much it would cost to have you cook a meal for me?"
Zhao, the coachman, hesitated for a long time before speaking softly with a flushed face.
If it were ordinary food, he would naturally be too embarrassed to accept it, but this is demonic cuisine. Demonic chefs are so rare; he had only heard of it but had never tasted it.
It's not that demonic cuisine is particularly exquisite, but rather that there are too few demonic chefs. Every time they come out, they are snatched up by large families or sects, so even if they have money, they can't get to eat it.
Now that I finally have the chance to meet someone, I should give it a try no matter what.
"Oh, so that's what it is. Uncle Zhao, you're too kind."
Upon hearing this, Fan Qiyue's eyes flickered, and she immediately stepped forward with a smile. "If you want to eat, how can we charge you? This is a set meal made from level three magical beast meat. It's on you; consider it making friends."
After saying that, he took out a boxed lunch and opened it on the spot, and the aroma wafted out.
"Plop..."
It was yet another unique and novel flavor, successfully making Gu Ye and the others' mouths water once again.
"This...this is too much!"
Zhao the coachman stared at the boxed lunch for a moment, then forced himself to turn his face away and waved his hand, saying, "Young master, whatever the price, I... I'll buy it."
Upon hearing that it was a level three magical dish, Coach Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Level 4 magical beasts were too advanced; he was initially worried he couldn't afford them. But this is a level 3 magical dish, so it should be fine.
He had never eaten demon cuisine, but he knew that hiring a demon chef was very expensive.
Although, according to market prices, a level one magical beast is worth one low-grade Xuan Stone, a level two beast is worth ten low-grade Xuan Stones, and a level three beast is worth about one hundred low-grade Xuan Stones.
But that's just the value of an ordinary magical beast. If you hire a magical chef to cook it, the exclusive secret recipe plus spices will cost far more than that.
Because, no matter how high-level a monster is, its meat is just that—monster meat—without any value. But once cooked, it becomes a dish with medicinal properties, which is extremely beneficial to the human body.
Short-term use can alleviate some negative physical conditions, while long-term use can even directly change a person's constitution.
This is the reason why Magic Cuisine is so popular.
"If we really want to sell, it's hard to say. We don't know the market situation either," Fan Qiyue said, pushing the lunchbox directly into Zhao's hands.
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