"My goodness! Every dish at this mountain retreat has completely changed my understanding of food."
"I think so too. Does our Immortal Realm have any branches? What if we can't get this taste when we go back to the Immortal Realm?"
Hearing Lotus's words, Qingcheng chuckled and said, "That's easy! Senior Sister, just find a disciple from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect to be your Daoist partner, and then stay in the lower realm for the time being. Anyway, with the delicious food at this mountain retreat, you don't need to worry about your Immaculate Immortal Body being eroded by the spiritual energy of the lower realm. After the people from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect ascend to immortality, you can just go back to the Immortal Realm with them."
Lotus Immortal replied with a smile, "Junior Sister's method is good, but how do you know that the one I choose will be able to ascend? What if I fail to ascend and perish midway? Wouldn't your senior sister be left to live a life of widowhood?"
Qingcheng said, "Senior sister, you're overthinking it. You don't think that the little girl you just saw has an exceptional talent in the Shushan Sword Sect, do you?"
"Um?"
Before Lotus Immortal Lord could respond, Spring Dew Sect Master, who was engrossed in eating, asked, "From what you're saying, there are still some people with that kind of aptitude in the Shu Mountain Sword Sect?"
His puzzled expression, coupled with a glistening grain of rice at the corner of his mouth, made this aloof sect leader seem less detached from the world.
“Master, you haven’t been to the Shu Mountain Sword Sect. There are still some there. All the disciples in their sect, from the elders to the outer disciples, have this kind of talent. And these are not even the best. I envy the best ones.”
hiss……
Upon hearing this, everyone in the private room gasped in shock.
While aptitude does not guarantee a certain level of attainment or the ability to achieve Mahayana ascension, good aptitude largely determines the height a person can reach. Diligence can compensate for lack of talent, but talent determines your current level, and hard work determines your ranking within that level. Without talent, you simply cannot reach that level.
The aptitude of Ning Shuang had already piqued the interest of the Spring Dew Sect Master; if someone had even better aptitude...
The Spring Dew Sect Master suddenly said with some dissatisfaction, "Qingcheng, is it because you, the sect master of the cultivation world, are not doing your job? Why are all the talented people running to the Shu Mountain Sword Sect? What's wrong with my Myriad Flowers Sect? Could the name of this Mountain Cottage possibly reach the ears of mortals?"
Qingcheng quickly defended her disciple, saying, "Master, five years ago, all the girls in the cultivation world considered it an honor to enter the Myriad Flowers Sect. However, the Shu Mountain Sword Sect suddenly produced a freak who not only possesses unparalleled combat power but can also create delicacies that enhance a person's aptitude and various attributes. Compared to that, the Myriad Flowers Sect has far fewer conditions to attract disciples. As you know, when choosing a sect for cultivation, one should choose one that aligns with one's own path and allows for rapid advancement. In this respect, we really cannot compare with the Shu Mountain Sword Sect. Moreover, Ning Shuang's aptitude before entering the Shu Mountain Sword Sect was probably not much better. You can't withstand that freak Ye Feng's ability to forcibly raise a person's aptitude without any aftereffects."
"I may say that, but if you call me a pervert again, watch out or I'll make all your dishes insanely spicy. I just cultivated a new chili pepper not long ago, and I guarantee you'll feel like you're in heaven. I guarantee it'll be much spicier than the chili peppers from Sichuan, Chongqing, Hunan, and Jiangxi on Earth."
Qingcheng was speaking in a bit of a hurry and accidentally revealed Ye Feng's real name. Ye Feng, who was called by his real name, was able to sense it and heard all of Qingcheng's complaints. As a result, he immediately issued a warning in Qingcheng's mind.
"Damn it! It's one thing for you to be all teary-eyed when you see someone from your hometown, but you actually want to use super spicy food to ambush me? Don't you have any sense of kinship? Do you think I, Qingcheng, am someone who can be threatened? I just don't want to mention you anymore."
After mentally retorting, Qingcheng said to her master, "So you really can't blame Mudan, it's just that this person's things are too unfair."
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Hmph, you're the pervert! Your whole family is perverted! I'm a model citizen of the new society, and the only thing I'm associated with is the "perverted spicy" flavor. But since your attitude is relatively good, I'll put the "perverted spicy" flavor on your tab for now and let you off the hook this time.
Ye Feng has a quirk: he categorizes any dish that isn't a meat dish as a vegetarian dish.
Coincidentally, neither the fried lotus root slices in front nor the lotus root and shrimp cakes, nor the lotus root and meatballs in the casserole, counted as meat dishes in his eyes.
So the third dish he was going to make was a truly authentic meat dish – a nourishing lotus root and pork rib soup.
Ye Feng thought that the senior who named the dishes was really amazing. It was the same thing, the same ingredients, and the same cooking method. By adding the word "health-preserving" to a dish, a 20 yuan markup could be added to the price. It was similar to how adding the word "children" to other things could make a huge profit.
There are two main types of lotus root here: nine-hole and seven-hole. The previous dishes used nine-hole lotus root, but for this lotus root soup, we plan to use seven-hole lotus root. The reason for using it this way is that seven-hole lotus root has a softer and more tender texture when stewed. It is absolutely not because we have more nine-hole lotus root in stock and more seven-hole lotus root left over. Absolutely not!
Ye Feng uses pork ribs for his stewed pork rib soup. Ribs are the flat ribs from the pig's chest cavity, and the meat is relatively lean. This part of the ribs is very suitable for stewing soup, and the soup tastes better than that made from other parts.
Ye Feng remained sprawled in his rocking chair, basking in the sun like a lazy bum. The remaining preparations were still handled by his kitchen disciples. After all, disciples are expected to do the work; that's what his master did back then. He hadn't trained disciples just so he could laze around; who would want to do the work himself if they could rest?
To be honest, Ye Feng was very satisfied with this group of disciples. Perhaps because most of them came from poor backgrounds, they were exceptionally serious and hardworking when doing things. The group of people were diligently washing, cutting, and slicing lotus roots and ribs, creating a thriving scene.
The disciples also cut things with great skill, whether it was lotus root or pork ribs, they basically cut them into the same size and without any difference.
With the preparations complete, it was naturally time for Ye Feng, the head chef, to take the stage. The disciples then gathered around, watching their junior master's operations with bright, eager eyes.
"Junior Uncle's pot-spinning technique is really cool. I can spin one without any problem, but I can't spin hundreds at once."
"A few hundred? I struggle with more than two. With two, I can still control them by hand, but with three, it's easy for my mind to lose its connection with my hand movements."
"That's not the hardest part. The hardest part is that, given the different temperatures and qualities of the ingredients, you have to precisely control each pot to achieve the perfect result. That's incredibly difficult."
Ye Feng listened to their discussion and said, "You don't need to rush. Haste makes waste. Your progress is already very good. Just listen more, observe more, and try more. One day you can be like me, or even do better than me."
Better than Junior Master? The eyes of the kitchen helpers gleamed, and then a thought echoed in their minds at the same time—I wouldn't dare to brag like that.
Who is Junior Uncle?
He is all-powerful, handsome and dashing, loved by all, and his cultivation is unparalleled throughout the history of Shu Mountain. His martial arts are invincible in the world today. Most importantly, his culinary skills are simply astonishing. Can I possibly surpass such a person? I need to see who is so shameless as to think they can do better than my junior uncle!
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