"Last time I heard from Patriarch Hua that you two were healing in a secluded place, have you fully recovered now?"
"Completely recovered. On the verge of life and death, you even broke through a small step." Qing Zhiyi smiled faintly.
"That's good. Before Brother Xiu Qi left, he was still worried about your injuries."
"Actually, you've all been dragged down by me; it's my fault."
Ye Xiruo shook her head: "We are friends, there's no need for this."
"Yes, we are friends." Although they have only met twice so far, shouldn't true friends be like this?
From Qing Zhiyi, we learned that he was the omniscient and omnipotent senior brother, and Xiao Yezi was someone that Xiu Qiyu paid special attention to, so how could he be compared to those mediocre talents?
Although their identities had changed dramatically by the time they met for the second time, the feeling of that "hello" remained exactly the same.
"Anyway, Hua Mu can't cause any trouble right now, so you two don't need to worry."
"Yes, that guy was seriously injured by the Palace Master, which damaged his foundation. He's currently reflecting on his actions in the Ancestral Temple." Hua Rong sneered.
"It's getting late, let me treat you to something delicious."
Zhang Quan didn't expect to see Ye Xiruo so soon. His medicinal cuisine was just getting started, and the finished product was just a pipe dream.
Zhang Quan was a little nervous for the first time, his whole body tense up.
Ye Xiruo's eyes were curved, revealing her great mood.
"Chef Zhang, there's no need to be so nervous. I'm not here to see the medicinal cuisine. I have two very important friends who have come and would like to ask you to cook a meal for them. Would that be convenient for you?"
"Naturally convenient."
"Then let's pack our things and head to my Nightfall Palace!"
Ye Xiruo then took out two jars of spirit wine from her spatial storage, pretending that she had taken them from the kitchen.
Unexpectedly, they had only gone halfway when they were stopped by the senior brother, who was grinning like a lovesick fool.
"Senior Brother, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Junior Sister, are you going to drink alone under the moon?"
"I'm so happy that Senior Brother Qing and Hua Rong have come."
"Is that so? Do you still have any spirit wine?"
"Yes, I put them all with Master. There seem to be a few jars of top-grade spirit wine too." Although she was telling the truth, Ye Xiruo still had a feeling that she was trying to trick her master.
“But,” Zishu said, somewhat puzzled, “I feel that the two jars of spirit wine that Junior Sister is holding are top-grade spirit wine.” The spiritual energy, along with the aroma of the wine, wafted towards him.
"Then how about this, Senior Brother, come with me!" She could only drink a small amount, so she still needed her Senior Brother to keep her going.
Zishu took the wine from Ye Xiruo's hand: "I'm really looking forward to it."
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
As Ye Xiruo stepped into the outer hall, Qingzhiyi, dressed in blue, appeared ethereal and graceful under the cool moonlight. Huarong, on the other hand, was intently admiring the flowers and plants in the courtyard. No, they were exotic and rare plants.
"Ye Zi, you're back."
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Let me introduce you. This is the senior disciple of the Pill King Hall—Zishu."
"Senior Brother, the one with the jewels is Hua Rong; the one in the blue robe is Qing Zhiyi, the junior brother of Seventh Brother Xiu."
"It's a pleasure to meet you."
"I have long admired your name, Senior Brother. Meeting you today, I can see that you are indeed extraordinary."
"You are my junior sister's friends, so please don't be so polite."
He's the youngest eighth-grade alchemist in legend, and he fought to a draw with the one from Medicine King Valley. The key point is that he's also the youngest Nascent Soul Venerable.
Hua Rong felt as if she had been deeply hurt.
Qing Zhiyi's gentle and refined face still held a faint smile: "It seems that Junior Sister Ye is doing well in the Pill King Palace."
"Yes, the Pill King Palace is very good, and Brother Xiu Qi likes it very much too."
Mingxi quickly prepared some snacks to go with the drinks, and the four of them sat down.
"Try the spirit wine I brewed myself." Ye Xiruo opened the jar, and a delicate fragrance wafted out along with a rich spiritual energy.
Hua Rong and Qing Zhiyi's eyes sparkled with admiration.
In the blink of an eye, wine had been poured into the bowls of Zishu, Huarong, Qingzhiyi, and herself.
The three people stared at Zishu as if he were a monster. The methods of a Nascent Soul Venerable were simply capable of killing without leaving a trace.
Zishu smiled shyly: "This way it will be faster."
"Good wine." The wine seems to have the cool, clear light of moonlight, as pure and refreshing as the moon. It has a long, lingering taste that leaves a lasting impression.
Ye Xiruo slowly took a sip. As expected of a spiritual herb from the space, she couldn't resist the taste herself.
Hua Rong had been living a life of luxury since childhood, consuming countless rare delicacies, including spirit wine and spirit vegetables. Yet, this spirit wine still amazed him immensely.
"What a pity, such fine wine, but Senior Brother has no chance to taste it."
The three of them completely ignored Ye Xiruo and started drinking one cup after another.
Ye Xiruo stared at the shallow amount of wine in her bowl and began to eat peanuts one by one.
The spiritual energy in this top-grade spirit wine is too abundant; she can only drink a little over one cup at most. And what about Chef Zhang's dishes later? I'm sure they won't disappoint her.
Sure enough, after a while, the dishes started to be served one after another.
The aroma of eight dishes and a soup was so enticing that it made the three people who were drinking stop.
"This is a sacred vegetable." The tone was affirmative.
"Yes, this is the chef I finally managed to recruit. You guys should try it."
Zishu was the first to put down his bowl and start eating, beginning with the dish that had the most spiritual energy.
Hua Ronghao Qingzhiyi also started eating.
This is what spiritual food is. It's not just about stir-frying exotic beast meat and spiritual vegetables. It's about fully bringing out the original flavor of the ingredients and developing it to complement the spiritual food.
This tastes significantly better than the food they've been eating these past two days.
"Master level," Hua Rong gave a very fair assessment.
Spirit chefs are ranked from lowest to highest as follows: Apprentice, Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Master, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, and Divine Chef. Most spirit chefs are at the Intermediate or Advanced level, while Master-level spirit chefs are highly sought after even by powerful local forces, holding an extremely prestigious position.
After all, no one can resist such exquisite taste.
"The master previously abducted a grandmaster."
Why would he hide his strength?
"This is his story."
"Junior Sister, I can already foresee that your restaurant will be booming, with spirit stones rolling in." Zishu raised his cup.
Ye Xiruo finished the rest of the spirit wine: "I didn't expect Master Zhang to cook such good food."
"Ye Zi wants to open a restaurant."
"yes."
"I don't know how much of these spirit wines Ye Zi still has. I'll buy them at a high price."
"We have stock, but the restaurant hasn't opened yet, so we don't know the exact sales figures."
"It's okay, even a hundred or two hundred jars would be fine."
Look at that tone, she sounds so aggrieved.
"How about this! Ye Zi, you can let me taste all the spirit wines. I can help you evaluate and assess them, and also sort out the pricing and sales issues. What do you think?" (To be continued.)
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