Ye Feng became the last disciple of Master Yu in a daze.
However, this information is only known to the higher-ups of the Shushan Sword Sect.
Rashly elevating the status of a Foundation Establishment stage outer disciple could easily lead to unnecessary trouble.
He couldn't be bothered with these things.
The only things in this world that interest him are making food and watching others eat what he makes.
Today is the official opening day of his small canteen.
The canteen was small, and a separate area was set aside for his use on the Five Old Men Peak, where the inner and outer gates met.
Unlike previous kitchens, Ye Feng's kitchen was completely open to the elements.
It's like the kind of small stir-fry stalls that open near schools.
Diners can see every step the chef takes and anything he adds.
He can also see the expressions on the faces of each diner while they eat.
He liked this feeling.
He can also adjust the flavor of the food based on changes in the diners' facial expressions.
After all, it's not about what tastes good, but what you love to eat; what you love to eat is the best.
He went out for a big shopping trip the day before yesterday.
The items we buy can now be measured in tons.
However, since they are all ordinary materials, their overall value is not even as good as half a low-grade spirit stone.
All he can do now are the three dishes provided by the system.
I tried making some of the things I was good at before.
The taste is still the same, but it gives people the feeling that this thing is really hard to eat.
Therefore, he is eager to unlock more recipes.
He originally thought that no one would come to visit today or even for a long time to come.
After all, these cultivators might not have eaten for decades or even centuries, so it's normal that they didn't come.
But just as they finished preparing the gravy and noodles, the sect leader, Shenqing Zhenjun, arrived with his junior brother, Xing Zuo.
Just a few days ago, Xing Zuo accepted a disciple on behalf of his master, making himself the last disciple of Master Yu.
He quickly stepped forward to greet them: "Greetings, Sect Leader, greetings, Elder Xing."
Shenqing Zhenjun laughed and said, "No need for formalities, just give us two bowls of flat noodles and two plates of volcanic snow."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Wu Qiuyu arrived with four girls.
The five people immediately greeted Shenqing Zhenjun and Xing Zuo.
Shenqing Zhenjun laughed and said, "Since we've run into each other, let's eat together."
None of them had any objections.
They are all fellow disciples, and there will be no class barriers due to differences in status or strength.
Other sects may have such rules, but the Shushan Sword Sect has never had them.
After taking his seat, Wu Qiuyu said with a serious expression:
"Delicious food is good, but don't overindulge."
Dressed in yellow, with her hair styled in a single bun and possessing a delicate and beautiful face, Ni Chang chuckled softly:
"We have been cultivating the Dao for hundreds of years. How could we possibly be tempted by these mortal things?"
Shenqing Zhenjun laughed and said, "Junior Sister Ni Chang, don't speak too confidently."
Ni Chang said, "Since Junior Sister Qiu Yu and Senior Brother Headmaster both highly recommend this meal, I'm really looking forward to it."
While the group chatted and laughed, Ye Feng had already prepared the food and placed it on the table.
Seven bowls of fragrant, steaming noodles, and seven servings of juicy, refreshing volcanic snow.
Neither Wu Qiuyu nor Shenqing Zhenjun touched their chopsticks.
He then leisurely observed the other five people.
Xing Zuo Ni Chang and the others smelled the delicious aroma of the food.
It felt like a little bug was crawling around in my heart.
But seeing that neither of the two hosts had touched their chopsticks, I felt embarrassed to start eating first.
They all sat there frozen for a moment.
Ye Feng, however, said seriously from the side, "The noodles won't taste good if they get cold."
Wu Qiuyu and Shenqing Zhenjun instantly lost their composure.
Having already tasted the flavor, the two endured it more hard than the others.
He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a slender piece, and began to eat it slowly and deliberately.
The others naturally followed suit.
Ni Chang gracefully raised her delicate hand and put a noodle into her mouth.
I took a small, gentle bite and couldn't help but think to myself, "Wow!"
"It tastes good."
She picked up a bright red love fruit, parted her lips slightly, and began to chew it slowly.
My eyes lit up, and I found the sweet and sour flavor to be just what I wanted.
I couldn't resist reaching for more, only to find that the plate of love fruit that was originally full of fruit had been reduced to a few drops of juice left at the bottom of the white porcelain plate...
How did the whole plate disappear in such a short time?
Ni Chang was shocked. Whose illusion magic was so profound?
I was tricked without even realizing it?
Ni Chang didn't realize what was happening until she saw a pair of chopsticks reaching for her bowl of noodles.
"Xia He! Don't you have any yourself? Why are you eating mine!?"
There was a girl next to him, dressed in pink.
Her round, pretty face had a pair of big, very expressive eyes.
A pink lotus flower shaped ornament between her eyebrows makes her face even more beautiful.
Although she was discovered, Xia He didn't realize she'd been caught stealing.
He quickly picked up a piece of beef with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.
He said vaguely:
"Have I finished eating? Mmm, it was so delicious."
Senior sister, you're eating so slowly, you must not like it.
"I'll help you."
"Who says I don't like to eat it? I'll eat it right now."
Ni Chang knocked Xia He's chopsticks away, abandoning all pretense of elegance.
They ate with lightning speed.
One characteristic of this dish is that it's difficult for anyone to eat it slowly and deliberately.
Wu Qiuyu and Shenqing Zhenjun wanted to test the waters a bit, but after taking a bite, they also started eating with lightning speed.
For a moment, the sounds of "snoring" and "slurping" filled the air.
"It's so delicious, I'll have another bowl."
"Let's have another round of Volcanic Snowflakes."
"Another bowl, another plate."
...
A few streaks of light flashed across the clear blue sky.
But it came to an abrupt end just as they were about to enter the inner gate.
Qi Ye asked Jue Ming uncertainly:
"Junior brother, you have sharp eyes. Look down there, aren't those the sect leader and his other senior uncles?"
A flash of insight appeared in Jue Ming's eyes as he glanced down.
He said, "It is indeed the sect leader, Uncle-Master. He has already seen us and is waving at us."
The group exchanged glances and immediately mounted their flying swords and flew downwards.
"Greetings, Sect Leader Uncle-Master, greetings, Senior Uncle Xing..."
Shenqing Zhenjun waved his hand and said:
"No need for formalities, please find a place to sit, it's my treat..."
"Hey! Xia He, you glutton, put the meat down right now!"
Jue Ming and Qi Ye exchanged a glance, wondering if they had returned to a fake sect.
The two secretly cast the Mind-Clearing Mantra on themselves, but nothing changed.
Watching the sect leader and fairy uncles eating like they were fighting, they were very excited.
Qi Ye and Jue Ming said that my friends and I were all stunned.
The one who made pig-like noises while eating noodles is definitely not the most elegant Aunt Ni Chang.
The one who grabs meat with lightning speed is definitely not the most adorable Uncle Xia He.
As expected of the sect's most beautiful aunt, Qiu Yu, it's only natural that she exudes elegance at this moment.
Si...
Why did Aunt Qiuyu even bring out her magic treasure, the Jade Gourd, just for eating noodles?
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