Yu Wuwei felt that he couldn't stay in the lobby any longer. It was too tiring to keep holding back his laughter.
Trying to maintain a serious expression, he nodded at them, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen as quickly as possible.
MD, these gods are so fucking funny. If they continue like this, their magic will be ruined.
Returning to the kitchen again, Yu Wuwei started the fire in two pots at the same time, made two large pots of hot pepper and potato slices, and then put them on more than 20 plates. He then used telekinesis to transport them out together.
The naughty kids were so shocked to see that Yu Wuwei could actually use this kind of magic that their eyes widened, their hearts pounded wildly, and they became even more in awe of Yu Wuwei.
Sure enough, this is the method of the immortal. We can't cast any magic in this restaurant, but the immortal is not restricted by this.
However, this thought only lasted for a moment, and soon their minds were focused on this new delicacy.
"Wow! These potato chips are so delicious, no wonder they were made by a great immortal!"
"Mmm! It's a little spicy, but it makes me feel numb and crispy after eating it. It's so refreshing!"
"I'm a little tired of eating hot pot and barbecue all day long. It's great to have a new dish now!"
"Yeah, I didn't expect potatoes to be so delicious!"
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The naughty kid over there was already eating with his mouth full of oil, and the eight immortals over here were not going to just stand by and watch, they had already picked up their chopsticks.
"The Immortal is truly talented. These mere potatoes can actually taste this good!"
"That's right, don't you think the immortal is any better than the immortal? He invented hot pot and new-style barbecue!"
"The immortal's abilities are undeniable, but I never imagined cooking could taste this good. It's truly delicious!"
"Mm! Delicious! Han Xiangzi, as a disciple, shouldn't you show some respect to your master? I'm not asking too much of you, just give me your plate... Hey, why are you eating so fast? Leave some for me! You ate it all!"
Han Xiangzi: We are all one of the Eight Immortals, so what have I done to offend anyone? I am of a lower generation and have no divine authority!
Looking at the reactions of the group of gods in front of him after eating the hot pepper potato chips, Yu Wuwei felt relieved and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Even the God of Cookery praised it highly without any doubt. The group in front of him were eating with their mouths full of oil and even fighting for it. One can imagine what kind of life these gods in heaven usually lead. This is just a simple potato chip with hot peppers.
Similarly, Yu Wuwei's cooking skills have finally reached a level that he can show off. At least in this heavenly palace, he can make some dishes that they have never seen before without arousing suspicion.
Didn't you see that the God of Cookery, the most skilled cook in Heaven, didn't notice anything? The rest of the gods wouldn't have noticed anything either.
This is what makes Yu Wuwei happiest. At least the freshness of the restaurant's dishes will be guaranteed in the future. As long as he works hard to improve his cooking skills and learn more dishes during the day, there will be more new dishes for the gods to taste in the evening and they will not get bored.
Only in this way can his own restaurant remain popular in heaven for a long time and lay the foundation for becoming the best restaurant in heaven.
Thinking of this, Yu Wuwei was filled with energy and looked at the God of Cookery as if he were a hot commodity.
The fact that his cooking skills have improved so much in such a short period of time is absolutely inseparable from his communication with the God of Cookery these days. The God of Cookery's tens of thousands of years of cooking skills can benefit him a lot from just a few pointers, not to mention that this guy regards himself as a "master" without reservation.
These gods in front of him were enjoying their meal, and Yu Wuwei had nothing to do, so he sat aside and continued to discuss cooking with the God of Food.
Just when Yu Wuwei and the God of Cookery were discussing with great interest, the sound of ping-pong came from the lobby. Yu Wuwei frowned and looked in the direction of the sound. It turned out that the naughty kids who were originally divided into two groups and recently merged into one group had returned to two groups again and were fighting in the restaurant.
When the God of Cookery saw this scene, he secretly felt lucky. It turned out that his previous premonition was correct, and now something bad was happening.
Fortunately, I was smart and stayed close to the immortal, keeping a distance from them, otherwise I would have been affected.
He was also shocked. Hadn't these two little ancestors reconciled? They had been getting along so well these past few days, playing and laughing together, feeding each other snacks and barbecue, like a gang. Why were they fighting again today? And in the immortal's restaurant?
The Sixth of the Eight Immortals was enjoying his meal when he suddenly saw a fight breaking out nearby. He was startled and quickly turned around to look.
Several gods frowned a little. They were no longer surprised by the fights between these two groups of naughty kids. After all, their parents had such a delicate relationship.
But today’s is different from before!
They used to fight, but it was more of the kind of playful play between children, where they just disliked each other but there was no hostility.
But today is different. They look at each other as if they are enemies, and the fight is so fierce.
If it weren't for the magic power that was sealed in this restaurant, their fight would have been several times more intense than before.
Moreover, they had fought in the past, but it was always done independently, with one or a few small groups fighting against the other side. It was rare for everyone to join in a large-scale group fight like today.
Moreover, even if they are in the same camp and play closely, their connection is not tight. How can they be as united against a common enemy as they are today?
Something is not right. Something is not right. Today's events are very strange. This is the inner thought of the Sixth of the Eight Immortals.
With doubts, several gods watched carefully and listened attentively.
"Li Tianhe, your father and his friends actually dared to kill my father and his friends. I must avenge them!"
"Hmph! Wen Zijue, your father and his men actually helped that big bad King Zhou. They are not good people either. I will also enforce justice on behalf of heaven!"
"No wonder I always disliked you guys before. I didn't know there was such hatred. Today I want justice for my parents!"
"Humph, your parents did so many evil things, they deserved to be beaten and killed. My father was so good, but he was killed by your parents. I want revenge!"
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The Eight Immortals were closer and could hear more clearly, and after hearing their fighting and shouting, several gods frowned tightly together, which was rare.
How did they know these things? Who told them?
During the second Conferred God List, the parents of these children fought fiercely, and in the end most of them died while others survived. The True Spirits suppressed the Conferred God List and became the Orthodox Gods of Heaven.
Thousands of years passed, and the hatred between them, as colleagues in the Heavenly Court, gradually faded. Although the relationship was still somewhat delicate, they had never fought a major war.
Also, out of fear of causing disputes in heaven, few gods bring up these old events.
This is an old story that has almost been forgotten. How could these kids know about it?
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