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

Seeing Hong Zun, Qian Youcai didn't even bother to eat. Although his stomach was already growling with greed, it was obvious that he could not go up and say hello when he saw the peak master.

He walked quickly towards Hong Zun, but just as he walked in front of Hong Zun, he saw Hong Zun, who was busy eating, took the last mouthful of rice into his mouth, and then stood up suddenly.

"Peak Master............"

Seeing this, Qian Youcai opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Hong Zun ignored him at all.

Because at this time, a handyman disciple had already rushed to the big table, and there was only a little rice, stir-fried pork, and mapo tofu left on the table, which was only enough for one person.

Seeing this scene, Hong Zun's eyes turned red.

"Little boy, shovel it down and save the meat."

Following the words, Hong Zun's figure disappeared in an instant, and a person came first, getting ahead of the handyman disciple and standing firmly in front of the big table.

After that, the remaining rice was rolled into balls without mercy.

"Peak Master, you..."

"What are you doing? If your cultivation level is not as good as others, can you still blame me?"

The disciples behind him stared wide-eyed. Seeing that Hong Zun really had no intention of staying at all, he complained with tears in his eyes, "You, old man, even left some soup."

But Hong Zun was so inhuman that he actually poured the rice into the vegetable basin, coating all the soup in it, and then poured it back into his bowl.

This is leaving no dregs for others.

Hong Zun didn't care about this at all. Who's to blame for not grabbing it? I already asked you to run away first. I didn't even grab this. You deserve to be without food.

Holding a large bowl full, Hong Zun turned around and left with a smile, leaving only a group of handyman disciples looking at the shiny rice buckets and vegetable basins, cursing in their hearts that this old guy is not a good person.

The old disciples were better off. After all, they were used to it. When Hong Zun was in the kitchen, he always ate and occupied more, but the new disciples were completely fooled.

Has it been a quarter of an hour before the food is gone?

"Fuck, is this gone?"

"I've just tasted a little bit of it."

"I'm not full yet."

Unbelievable, the old disciple on the side sneered at this.

"Come on, at your speed, you can't even keep up with the hot shit you eat, and we're not full either."

When eating in the Shenjianfeng kitchen, the most outstanding thing is to be fast, accurate and ruthless, otherwise you would still want to eat a second bowl? Just dream.

Still in a hurry, we finished dinner.

But the most pitiful thing is that he has money and talent.

I wanted to say hello to Hong Zun before, but in the end the old boy didn't get any of it. When he realized what he was doing, the old disciples had simply licked the basin clean.

I was stunned to see Qian Youcai.

After the meal, everyone washed the dishes and tidied up. Under the leadership of the old disciples, the new disciples quickly learned the rules and imitated the old disciples in tidying up.

It was only then that Qian Youcai finally spoke to Hong Zun.

Seeing Qian Youcai, Hong Zun smiled in a good mood.

"You can do it, kid. The kitchen is pretty good."

"Thank you, Peak Lord."

"From now on, you should listen to the arrangements of the Changqing boy. If there is any need, you should do your best to satisfy it, do you understand?"

He was quite happy at first, but the next second, Hong Zun's words made Qian Youcai freeze in place.

Will you listen to Ye Changqing in the future? I, a deacon in charge of the kitchen, will have to listen to a handyman disciple?

Who would have thought that when he went to the kitchen, he would find himself in it.

But after all, these words were said by Hong Zun himself. Even though Qian Youcai was depressed, he could only nod respectfully.

"Yes."

"Ah."

He nodded with satisfaction, and then chatted with Ye Changqing for a few words, and then Master Hong Zun and his disciples left.

On the way back, Xu Jie, who had tasted Ye Changqing's craftsmanship, kept complaining to Lu Youyou and Liu Shuang.

"Second Senior Sister, Little Junior Sister, you two are not interesting enough. We are brothers and sisters, and you have such delicious food, but you don't bring me with you?"

In response, Lu Youyou replied with a smile.

"But didn't Third Senior Brother tell me before that monks like us should concentrate on cultivation and not relax because of external things? I thought Third Senior Brother was not interested in these things."

"That's natural, but how can it be compared to the food cooked by Junior Brother Changqing? It's like elixirs, which are beneficial to spiritual practice."

Hearing this, Xu Jie replied without blushing or out of breath.

Until now, Xu Jie is still recalling the deliciousness of the bowl of rice just now.

Moreover, the food made by Ye Changqing is indeed beneficial to practice, which Xu Jie did not say much.

Stir-fried pork can enhance a person's physique, and Mapo Tofu can temper the physical body, which is of great help to monks in the body refining realm.

In the small courtyard, everyone left. Qian Youcai didn't get anything to eat, but he had no choice but to go back depressed and wait until tomorrow.

Only he and Xiaobai were left. Ye Changqing practiced some practice, took a medicinal bath, and then went to bed early.

Life is very regular, and Ye Changqing also enjoys this kind of life. He prefers stability to excitement.

The whole night was speechless. Early the next morning, hundreds of people got up early in the handyman disciple area. The number was double that of the previous few days.

What's even more strange is that after these guys got up and washed up, they all ran towards the kitchen without saying a word.

It was a very strange scene, no one said anything, they just ran around with their heads down.

"what's going on?"

"I don't know. I ignored my greetings and just ran away with my head down."

"Sleepwalking?"

"Have you ever seen hundreds of people sleepwalking together? And they were also day sleepwalking?"

It's strange, but these disciples don't care at all about this. All they think about is braised noodles.

As usual, there were already many disciples waiting here as soon as the door opened.

After eating a breakfast that was still chaotic, at this time, Ye Changqing's praise finally made his cultivation level break through again.

[Host: Ye Changqing. 】

[Identity: A handyman disciple of Dao Yizong. 】

[Cultivation: Perfect Body Refining Realm (10/1000)]

[Fame: silent and nameless. 】

[Talent: Lower middle level (260/1000)]

[Root Bone: Lower Middle Grade (320/1000)]

[Comprehension: High Grade Intermediate Level (430/)]

The cultivation level in the kitchen has broken through again, and finally reached the perfection of body refining state, and the next step is to break through to the sense of energy state.

Just to break through the realm of sensing energy, you need to start practicing the exercises. Through the exercises, you can sense the aura of heaven and earth better and faster.

Moreover, only exercises can use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish the meridians in the body and prepare for the subsequent Chongmai state.

"According to the rules of the Dao Yizong, after the handyman disciples have reached the Body Refining Realm, they can go to the Kung Fu Hall to receive the introductory Kung Fu."

I thought that after breakfast was over, I would take some time to go to the Kung Fu Hall and receive some introductory Kung Fu techniques.

But at this moment, Hong Zun, who had not yet left, felt that Ye Changqing's blood energy suddenly fluctuated, and then said with some surprise.

"Evergreen boy, have you made a breakthrough?"

Hearing this, Ye Changqing replied with a smile.

"Breakthrough by chance."