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

The middle-aged man looked at the white rice porridge in the pot with shining eyes, as if he had seen some peerless beauty.

His move made many alchemists in the Alchemy Alliance very dissatisfied.

In order to treat the middle-aged man, the Alchemist Alliance provided not only pills but also food and fish every day.

But this guy, looking at a pot of white rice porridge, looked like he couldn't help but drool.

Isn't this so fucking disgusting?

Are the big fish and meat carefully prepared by our Alchemist Alliance not as good as a bowl of white rice porridge?

Even if the other party is a spiritual chef, don't do this.

Because the white rice porridge has a light taste, there is no aroma.

Therefore, many monks in the courtyard did not smell anything, and Ye Changqing simply cooked a pot of white rice porridge without adding any seasonings.

Only the people in the attic of the Spiritual Chef Alliance smelled this fragrance.

At this time, not only the middle-aged man, but also Yun Xiantai, Yu Mo, and the spiritual chefs who came with them were all staring at the rice porridge as white as snow in the big pot.

"Although it doesn't have much flavor, it looks delicious."

Unsendai swallowed his saliva and murmured.

Not long after, the white rice porridge was cooked. Ye Changqing took a small bowl, scooped out a bowl for the middle-aged man, and said with a smile.

"You have been hungry for a long time. Don't eat too much at one time, let alone be too greasy. You need to recover slowly. Try this white rice porridge first."

It was also with this in mind that Ye Changqing cooked white rice porridge instead of other greasy fish and meat dishes.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded his thanks repeatedly, then eagerly took the rice porridge and took a sip without thinking twice.

It has a very light taste, and your mouth is filled with fragrance after one sip.

A simple bowl of white rice porridge, in the eyes of a middle-aged man, is simply the most delicious thing in the world.

Even the big fish and meat of the Alchemist Alliance cannot compare, and there is no comparability at all.

"Phew, it's delicious. It's much more delicious than the previous dishes."

The middle-aged man sighed, and on the other side, the four people from Unsendai couldn't help it anymore, and they all came forward and laughed.

"Hey, Changqing boy, give me a bowl to try too."

"it is good."

The portion was quite large, and it was not advisable for a middle-aged man to eat too much, so Ye Changqing nodded with a smile and scooped out bowls for Unsendai and others.

It was obvious that the middle-aged man was anxious.

I am a patient, isn't this just for me?

Immediately, he didn't care about burning his mouth. He quickly drank up the rice porridge in the bowl and rushed forward.

"Master Immortal, give me another bowl."

"So fast?"

Looking at the empty bottom of the bowl, Ye Changqing was stunned. I'm afraid there's not even ten breaths left. Is this the end? Isn't your mouth hot?

While they were talking, several people in Unsendai also finished their bowls. Seeing them pick up their spoons again, the middle-aged man became anxious.

"Master Immortal, how can you rob the patient's things?"

This thing is so delicious. Even a middle-aged man is a wealthy man in the secular world and has eaten a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas.

But compared to the extremely simple bowl of white rice porridge in front of me, it was all bullshit.

At this time, the middle-aged man was still sighing in his heart, is this the food that the immortal master eats on weekdays? He is really envious.

So when he saw Unsendai and others adding another bowl, the middle-aged man couldn't hold back and became anxious on the spot.

He quickly spoke, and upon hearing this, Unsendai replied angrily while scooping up rice porridge.

"Go, go, go. Changqing said just now that your physical condition is not suitable for eating more. You can barely read after just one bowl."

"I...who said, I can still eat it."

"Eat a fart."

For a bowl of white porridge, this middle-aged man actually had the courage to compete with several people from Unsendai.

It's also that Unsendai and the others don't care about this middle-aged man at all. Otherwise, any thought would be enough to kill him on the spot.

In the end, it was Ye Changqing who made the decision and gave the middle-aged man another bowl.

But this is also the limit. After not eating for such a long time, two bowls of white rice porridge are about the same. Eating more will be beneficial and harmless.

The pavilion of the Spiritual Chef Alliance was bustling with activity, but the rest of the courtyard was indeed silent.

Many monks looked at the middle-aged man who was drinking rice porridge with mixed emotions.

Especially in the alchemy alliance's pavilion, the alchemists led by Meng Huichun felt all sorts of unpleasant things at this time.

This piece of shit, why do you eat a bowl of plain porridge so deliciously? Why didn't you eat it before?

"Damn mortal."

"This is a fool who has never eaten good food."

"That's not right. It is said that this person is not short of money in ordinary life, so he shouldn't be like this."

"That's what's wrong with the brain."

"What now?"

"I know what to do?"

Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that Ye Changqing has really cured the middle-aged man's disease.

After a bowl of white rice porridge, the man's complexion improved significantly.

After all, with Ye Changqing's craftsmanship, even a simple bowl of white porridge has extremely powerful effects.

Maybe it wouldn't be noticeable to the monks like Unsendai, but to a middle-aged man with no cultivation at all, the effect would be extremely obvious.

After two bowls of porridge, the middle-aged man felt physically stronger and his voice became much louder.

"Is this really cured?"

"It seems so. So, those rumors are probably not false anymore."

"That's right. Even the alchemy alliance has no cure for the disease, but Fanzu solved it so easily."

"Now it depends on how the Alchemist Alliance will end."

"Yes, you can see that their faces are not pretty."

Many monks looked back and forth at the Spiritual Chef Alliance and the Alchemist Alliance with strange expressions.

The spiritual chefs from the Spiritual Chef Alliance were naturally overjoyed and could not close their mouths.

On the other hand, looking at the Alchemist Alliance, every one of them was bitter and resentful, as if their parents had died, and they were even more depressed.

This result will undoubtedly make the Alchemist Alliance irrelevant.

But at this moment, Meng Huichun spoke.

"What's wrong? It's just for testing. No matter what the result is, what does it matter?"

Meng Huichun's face was calm, and he didn't seem to care at all.

The Alchemist Alliance will not be disgraced just because of this trivial matter.

Ye Changqing cured the middle-aged man. It can only be said that he has real abilities, and those rumors are not groundless.

After all, the purpose of the Alchemist Alliance has been achieved. In this case, what needs to be considered is the attitude towards the Spiritual Chef Alliance in the future.

It definitely cannot be the same as before. The current Spiritual Chef Alliance is really on the rise.

Moreover, once today's incident spreads, it is estimated that more and more people will come to the Spiritual Chef Alliance.

The status of the spiritual chef will probably be greatly improved.