God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

The Third Ancestor lived his life according to his own impulses. When he was young, he traveled to the fairyland and the underworld, and owed many romantic debts.

However, he had never fallen in love with any woman and had no children in his life.

As for accepting disciples, the Third Ancestor has never thought about it, at least until now.

After all, even though the Third Ancestor has lived for so many years, he is still very young in terms of his cultivation and does not need to worry about these things at all.

Therefore, even when faced with younger generations of his own family wanting to become his disciple, the Third Ancestor never agreed and rejected countless people.

The talents of those sequence disciples were much higher than Ye Changqing's, and the Third Ancestor never looked at them seriously.

After all, the Third Ancestor had seen too many talented young people and had long been numb to them.

Now I finally met someone I like, but it turns out he is just a bystander who lies down all day long.

The old man hinted so clearly, but Ye Changqing didn't show any reaction at all.

Should he take the initiative to ask if he is willing to take me as his master? Does he have no face?

Moreover, based on the Third Ancestor's understanding of Ye Changqing, even if he asked directly, this kid would most likely refuse.

Because this little bastard's mind is not on cultivation at all.

Looking at Ye Changqing who continued to lie flat, the Third Ancestor gritted his teeth secretly, then snorted coldly, washed the dishes himself, and left with a heart full of resentment.

Before leaving, he was still cursing fiercely in his heart.

"Lie down and sleep till you die, you little bastard. I won't care about you anymore."

"Senior, walk slowly."

"Humph."

Even when Ye Changqing took the initiative to greet him, the Third Ancestor just snorted coldly, did not answer at all, and disappeared in the yard without looking back.

Watching the Third Ancestor leave, Ye Changqing was filled with helplessness. He had no way of explaining it.

There is already a system here, do I have to be stubborn and practice normally step by step? Isn't that a mental problem?

The Third Ancestor had somewhat misunderstood him, but he didn't know how to explain it to him. In the end, Ye Changqing could only shake his head and stop thinking about it.

After the Third Ancestor left, the thirty or so servants of the Guo family in the yard were obviously much more relaxed, and even the sounds of eating became louder.

After the thirty or so people finished eating, Ye Changqing called them.

Just like the two people yesterday, as long as they can bring more people, regardless of gender or cultivation level, they can have an extra bowl of rice.

In response to this, the more than 30 people naturally nodded and agreed without hesitation. This good thing could fall on their heads, and any hesitation for a second would be disrespectful to the meal.

In addition, Ye Changqing also told these more than 30 people that from today on, there is no such thing as time.

Twelve hours a day, meals are provided in this small courtyard where I live, and I can eat at any time.

But each person can only eat one bowl per day.

In order to improve his cultivation as quickly as possible, Ye Changqing tried his best and didn't even care about meal times.

Anyway, I just keep collecting positive reviews like crazy.

In response to this, the more than 30 servants of the Guo family nodded in response, and patted their chests to assure Ye Changqing that everything would be taken care of by them.

After these thirty people left, Ye Changqing looked at the food and found that there was still a lot left. After all, not many people came.

With nothing to do, Ye Changqing took out the ingredients and started doing some preparations.

I guess I'll be busy next, so I'll do the early tasks like washing and cutting vegetables in advance, so that I'll feel more relaxed later.

Ye Changqing had to do everything by himself. He missed Xu Jie and the others. If Xu Jie and Zhao Zhengping were here, it would not be his turn to do these things. They would have done it long ago.

Just as Ye Changqing was leisurely preparing the ingredients, a questioning voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

"Excuse me, we can eat here, right?"

"Yes, you get your own food. Each person is limited to one bowl. You have to wash the dishes after you finish eating."

"Ok."

Several more servants of the Guo family walked into the yard. It was obvious that they already knew the rules.

He got his meal and started eating in the yard. The result was the same as for everyone else who had eaten Ye Changqing's food.

Once you take a bite, you can't stop.

A large bowl of food was eaten up by several people in no time, and even the bottom of the bowl was licked until it was shiny.

They were still feeling unsatisfied, but Ye Changqing had a rule that each person could only eat one bowl, and no one broke the rule.

But he took the initiative to ask about Ye Changqing.

"Master Ye, if we can introduce other people to eat, can we have an extra bowl of rice?"

"Yes, as long as the number of people is met."

"Thank you Mr. Ye."

After receiving Ye Changqing's affirmative answer, several people immediately saluted excitedly, then washed the dishes and left in a hurry.

Three days passed in a flash. During these three days, everything was peaceful in the Guo family, no different from before.

The only thing is that Trail 78, which was originally deserted and located on the edge of the family, has become crowded since yesterday.

Whether it was day or night, the entire island was full of people.

At this time, the great elder who was in charge of the family law enforcement hall frowned as he listened to the reports from his subordinates.

"Island 78? As far as I remember, there weren't many people living there. There was nothing on it, so how could it be so crowded?"

"Really? Some of the clan members couldn't stand any more, so they stood on the waves."

"Exaggerated. He even stood on the waves."

Upon hearing this, the Great Elder’s face immediately turned dark and he cursed angrily.

How can an island with nothing on it stand on the waves?

After being scolded, the deacon looked aggrieved. He did not lie. He had just seen it with his own eyes.

Island No. 78 was indeed so crowded that there was no place to stand. Many of the tribesmen had actually stood on the waves.

He looked at the Great Elder with a face full of grievance. After the shout, the Great Elder stood up and said unhappily.

"It's a deserted island with nothing on it. Why are there so many people crowded there? I'll go and see for myself."

Obviously he didn't believe it, and the deacon didn't try to dissuade him. Since it wasn't possible, he decided to go and see for himself to see if there were so many people standing on the waves.

Soon, the Great Elder brought the deacon of the Law Enforcement Hall to Island No. 78. From afar, they could see that the small island was indeed covered in darkness.

Everywhere you look, there are heads of people, and they are so crowded that there is no space at all.

The water around the island was also crowded with people, who were actually standing on the waves.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, the Great Elder frowned tightly. What was going on? Was he really standing on the waves?

Could it be that some magical medicine grew on Island No. 78?