Upon hearing Li Wantian's words, Mu Feng's face instantly darkened.
He was a cultivation genius at Langya Academy, but in Li Wantian's words, he was not even as good as a young man from a brothel.
There are many ways to insult someone, but Li Wantian chose the most dangerous one.
Mu Feng sneered inwardly, determined to teach Li Wantian a lesson once he successfully passed the Ascending Dragon Path!
He likes the guys in the brothel; he's obviously a cuckold.
Because they didn't know who the previous customer was or who the next customer would be.
This unknown cuckoldry gave Li Wantian endless excitement.
Mu Feng pondered how to fabricate a story to entangle Li Wantian.
Li Wantian brushed Mu Feng's hand away and said coldly and distantly:
"Let's go, we need to get going."
Mu Feng straightened his clothes, reverting to his aloof demeanor and exuding an aura that kept people at a distance.
"Hmph." Li Wantian chuckled. "Your outwardly aloof but inwardly wanton demeanor is exactly like that of the young men in brothels."
Mu Feng clenched his fist instantly.
His current demeanor was stolen from Su Zhen.
Su Zhen is the number one sword cultivator at Langya Academy, and has been accompanied by cold, lifeless metal longswords since childhood.
After decades of diligent and arduous training, Su Zhencai finally mastered this cold and sharp sword aura.
Mu Feng had long admired and envied such a temperament.
But in Li Wantian's mind, this was actually a brothel boy?
Mu Feng lowered his eyes to conceal his anger and said in a calm tone:
"Let's go, let's get to Zhuoyangchuan first."
**
Zhuoyangchuan.
Inside the Octagonal Restaurant.
Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi are enjoying a delicious meal.
One exquisite dish after another was served on the table.
"Song Chen, the food here is really good. It's no wonder it's a thousand-year-old restaurant. The taste is great, and the beast meat is full of spiritual energy."
"Mmm, this is the first time I've ever had such delicious food."
As Song Chen spoke, he wiped his mouth:
"I'll ask the restaurant's kitchen staff later if we can buy a cookbook."
"I'll cook the same meals for you when we get back to the academy."
These dishes are all cooked using spiritual energy.
Food, once chewed and swallowed, transforms into spiritual energy.
After tasting each dish, Zhao Ziyi felt a surge of spiritual energy within his body.
His cultivation was still stuck at the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment stage, so he dared not be greedy and put down his chopsticks.
As a result, all the food ended up in Song Chen's stomach.
It took Song Chen two hours to finish all the dishes.
This 100-gold banquet set contains a total of 300 dishes.
Song Chen wiped his mouth and commented:
"The dishes are good, but their spiritual energy is mixed and not as pure as that of the spirit stone honey."
Zhao Ziyi nodded, and said regretfully:
"Yes, eating is only for the taste; its benefits to cultivation are definitely not as great as those of elixirs."
Song Chen shook his head:
"No, what I mean is that only when a cultivator with eight spiritual roots cooks can the spiritual energy be perfectly integrated."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyi's eyes widened instantly.
"you mean?"
Song Chen said definitively:
"Eating might be more effective than taking pills."
Elixirs are made using furnace fire, which is very hot and can easily lead to the accumulation of erysipelas.
Although cooking also uses fire, it incorporates all five elements.
The stove belongs to the element of earth, the pot belongs to the element of metal, the ingredients belong to the element of wood, and with the addition of water and fire, the five elements are very well integrated.
The mutated spiritual roots of ice, wind, and lightning are also suitable for making special dishes.
For example, frozen desserts.
The flavor of the dishes corresponds to different levels of spiritual energy.
A recipe perfected through countless trials can definitely produce the highest level of flavor.
Zhao Ziyi's eyes lit up, and he said loudly:
"Let's hurry downstairs! Let's ask the restaurant chef and buy some menus!"
"good."
The two straightened their clothes, went downstairs, and came to the counter on the first floor.
The restaurant owner smiled broadly.
"Gentlemen, how do you find the dishes?"
Song Chen nodded and praised:
"The food is delicious, and we would like to meet the restaurant's chef."
"Well... chefs usually don't see guests. May I ask what's the matter?"
"We want to buy the chef's recipes."
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper frowned. Were these two people here to steal his skills?
Song Chen smiled slightly:
"Don't worry, shopkeeper. We are cultivators from Xianhe Garden and will not settle in Zhuoyangchuan."
We won't stay here and steal business; we're only here for the recipes.
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper smiled awkwardly and said:
"I can't make that decision. Our restaurant owner is also the chef."
If you two aren't in a hurry and really want it, I'll let them know.
The shopkeeper then turned and left, going into the kitchen.
Before long, the shopkeeper led out a burly cultivator.
The monk was wearing a white robe and had a white handkerchief around his neck.
The monk was wiping away sweat, his hands trembling slightly.
"I am the chef of the restaurant, and I am the chef of the dishes that you two just ordered for 100 gold?"
"Damn it, cooking a meal is exhausting!"
The chef clasped his hands together, his arms trembling, and bowed to Song Chen and his companion.
Song Chen got straight to the point and stated his purpose.
"Boss, I'd like your restaurant's menu. Name your price."
"Recipes? Not for sale."
This is a family recipe passed down through generations, the culmination of decades of hard work.
I won't sell it.
Zhao Ziyi smiled slightly after hearing this.
"Boss, a fourth-grade pill recipe costs 10 gold coins. I'll buy your recipe at the same price as the pill recipe, how about it?"
The boss's arms trembled even more violently.
"Are you sure? In my shop, there are 100 dishes each of frying, stewing, boiling, and stir-frying."
"200 dishes each of sweet soups, broths, and pastries—dare you buy them all?"
I never expected this tiny shop to have so many dishes.
Zhao Ziyi calculated that buying all these formulas would cost at most a few thousand dollars, which he thought was a good deal.
"Of course I dare. If the boss is sincere, he can show us the original recipe."
We will also give you an extra 1000 gold coins as a reward.
A recipe should be complete.
If the owner deliberately omits some seasonings, resulting in a lower-tasting dish, then it's a loss.
Zhao Ziyi took out a storage bag and handed it to the boss; inside was exactly twelve thousand gold coins.
The boss took the storage bag with trembling hands.
He probed the storage bag with his divine sense, and once he saw the gold, he was unwilling to put his hand down.
The boss gripped the storage bag tightly, gritted his teeth, and turned around to say:
"I'll sell the recipe! Wait for me, I'll get the original right away."
Half an hour later.
Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi recorded all the recipes for the dishes into the jade slip.
They left the restaurant carrying the jade slip.
1,100 recipes in hand.
Moreover, the boss even gifted them ten sets of brewing techniques.
This brewing technique is several times more advanced than that of the brewery in Xianheyuan.
As expected of a thousand-year-old restaurant in Zhuoyangchuan, it has a rich history and has even developed so many intricacies in cooking.
Seeing that it was getting late, Song Chen suggested:
"It's getting dark, shall we head back to our base?"
Tomorrow we'll go find Mu Feng, follow him around, and see if we can find any bargains.
"Okay, let's go."
"When is Mu Feng going shopping tomorrow?"
Zhao Ziyi thought for a moment and said:
"The original story says that after Mu Feng arrived in Zhuoyangchuan, he first went to the auction house and then strolled through the night market in the evening."
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