The chefs in the kitchen had long heard about what was happening outside.
But when he saw Xiao Huang'er in person, he was still a little at a loss.
Although Xiao Huang'er's cultivation level was extraordinary, her appearance did not inspire any fear.
"Uncles, do you have lemons, celery, honey... here?"
Little Phoenix looked at the recipe Ye Buxiu had given her and said.
Everyone hurriedly prepared the materials she needed.
Xiao Huang'er took out a pot from her storage ring and threw all the ingredients into it.
Fill with water and bake over high heat.
Before long, a pot of rich medicinal soup was ready.
Just as the fire started, an explosion was heard.
Ye Buxiu heard the commotion.
He rushed over to check the situation and saw that Xiao Huang'er had blown up the roof of their kitchen.
"Take these to them first."
Xiao Huang'er casually poured the contents of the pot into a large pot and instructed the cooks.
They stared at the dark, gooey thing.
Will this thing help you sober up? It might just take you away with it!
In the end, he shook his head helplessly and sent it out anyway.
Xiao Huang'er then continued to cook the next pot.
After drinking Xiao Huang'er's soup, everyone in the hall gradually felt better.
However, they quickly forgot the pain once the wound healed. They all went to Ye Buxiu to ask for more wine.
Ye Buxiu had no choice but to lie and say there was nothing left. The group left disappointed.
They began to eat the food on the table.
However, after tasting the delicious food just now, the remaining food on the table tasted like chaff. He couldn't swallow it.
Minato himself felt the same way.
After Xiao Huang'er returned, he began to arrange for everyone to have the final dessert.
However, everyone was engrossed in their drinks and paid no attention to Minato's so-called surprise.
What they wanted was a surprise from this senior!
Fruit is served.
Each fruit was cut into thin slices, and only ten slices of each type were served at each table.
Unconsciously, everyone began to despise Minato for being so stingy with the fruit.
They chose to ignore these ordinary items.
Some people even smacked their lips, savoring the smell of alcohol from earlier.
Minato intended to give them a warning, but he caught Ruble's gaze.
He gave him a lewd glance, signaling him not to speak.
Minato was clever and immediately understood what he meant.
If these people look down on these things, then we can only let them replace them.
Shuimen looked around and received responses from the other sect leaders and elders at the table.
They tacitly pretended to be reluctant as they picked up the thin slices from the table.
Take a gentle bite, then secretly use your spiritual power to accelerate absorption in your mouth.
The group moved very quietly and did not attract the attention of those around them.
They quickly finished the three plates of fruit.
His gaze began to wander, as if he were using his eyes to delineate areas.
Ye Buxiu was puzzled; this was the first time these people had eaten fruit so gently. They'd even learned to appreciate it!
They must have drunk too much.
As Ye Buxiu was thinking this, a scream came from behind him.
I turned my head to look.
A younger elder stood up.
He shouted loudly to those around him.
"This fruit..."
Snap!
Before he could finish speaking, Ruble knocked him unconscious with the chopsticks in his hand.
Their plan was thwarted, and without caring about their assigned spots, they immediately scattered to compete for the fruit at other seats.
"You don't like fruit, right? I'll finish it off for you!"
They talked as they rushed off to fight over it.
Seeing that something was amiss, the group fought desperately to grab a piece or two of fruit, and only after tasting it did they realize the trickery involved.
These are fruits from the top of the fruit tree. Over time, the spiritual energy within them has accumulated and is naturally much richer than that of ordinary fruits.
Ruble and his companions had already noticed this, and taking advantage of the others' inattention, they snatched another twenty or thirty rubles from them!
"Damn it, you guys are so immoral!"
After the looting ended, they all ran to Ye Buxiu to complain.
Those who have eaten this fruit have already noticed that...
The spiritual power of this fruit is much stronger than that of alcohol.
Therefore, they begged Ye Buxiu to give them some more to try.
You are not allowed to regretfully say that you have none left either.
Night fell.
Everyone gathered in the sect's plaza to bid farewell to the Water Phoenix Sect.
Their arrival was perfectly timed, yet they still felt they had been taken advantage of.
Ye Buxiu was among them, but when he passed by the square, he saw the spirit tablet that Xingge had given him.
"Is this the thing that can absorb and gather spiritual energy?"
Ye Buxiu was speaking to himself, but was overheard by Shuimen who was standing nearby.
"Senior, please feel free to take it if you like it."
Minato walked up to Ye Buxiu and said boldly.
"I just noticed that your memorial tablet is so bare. Such a large stone tablet looks rather monotonous without any inscriptions or markings."
"How about I add some money for you?"
Ye Buxiu asked tentatively.
Ever since he got a calligraphy brush, he would often want to add a few strokes to things he saw.
"Of course!"
Minato said unexpectedly.
If the senior could add a mark here, it would be perfect to use it as the treasure of the Water Phoenix Sect in the future!
After receiving his approval, Ye Buxiu took out a calligraphy brush from his spatial storage.
This single action caused everyone to gasp in shock.
In Ye Buxiu's courtyard, the withered tree couldn't help but curse.
"Is this bastard an idiot?"
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