Immortal, I have mediocre qualifications

"Crash..."

The flowing water reflects the mountain flowers on it, exuding a sense of splendor.

There are people beside the stream, one is working and the other is watching the people working.

Chen Sheng was processing the ingredients. In addition to the watery whitebait, he also shot a wind-catching leopard, which weighed over a hundred kilograms. The meat was firm and contained powerful spiritual power.

Kill the fish, cut the meat, and clean the internal organs. The red blood will flow away with the running water, and there will be no fishy smell around it.

"Who would have thought that the two senior officials in the Black Abyss Prison would be so leisurely."

The warden felt peaceful in his heart, seeing beautiful mountains and waters as far as the eye could see, and staying in the abyss of the prison all day were two different states of mind.

This feeling is indeed quite good.

"Gulu..."

The fire burned fiercely, and the two palm-sized earthen jars were almost enveloped in flames. The stream inside was churning violently, and the smoke was steaming and drifted three feet away before dissipating.

"When you need to practice, practice, and when you need to relax, relax."

Chen Sheng put the aphrodisiac silverfish into the earthen jar, then put in a mushroom herb and three different spiritual herbs.

then……

The floating smoke gradually changed, becoming much richer and taking on an unspeakable fragrance.

With a calm look on his face, he stirred the earthen pot with a wooden spoon to better integrate the flavors of the ingredients and the spiritual herbs.

"Your cooking skills are indeed good."

The warden's food is very simple, but after all, he is a high-ranking member of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect and has eaten a lot of good food. Even from a high-level perspective, Chen Sheng's skill in making fish soup is top-notch. .

"The more you read, the better."

Chen Sheng estimated that it would take less than half an hour to boil the watery whitebait until the bones and flesh turn into water and the spiritual grass melts.

So, he took steps to deal with the flesh and blood of the wind-catching leopard.

"Shhhhh..."

Chen Sheng used a stone to sharpen a small stone knife and cut the Wind Catching Leopard's flesh into thick pieces.

He lit another fire, skewered the pieces of meat, and grilled them on top.

The seasoning is made of fungus and divine herbs, as well as dozens of dried and crushed spiritual herbs. When sprinkled and burned by the flames, a strong fragrance is emitted, which is consistent with barbecue, reaching a sublime level.

"This is a good time."

the warden waited.

Half an hour later, the fish soup in the earthen pot has been cooked. It is thick white and has a slightly thick feeling. A wooden spoon is stirred on it. No residue is seen, but it has all melted.

Chen Sheng served the warden a large bowl of watery silverfish soup, placed a large basin of barbecued meat on the stone table, and stopped doing anything else.

"call……"

He picked up his bowl of fish soup, took a sip, and then drank half of the bowl.

Delicious!

The fragrance is rich and rich, without any fishy smell. When it falls into the abdomen, it is like a warm dragon's breath spreading from the body. Every inch of the body's flesh and blood exudes a sense of comfort.

"With this skill, you can prosper wherever you go."

The warden was full of praise for the fish soup. He had never tasted such a beautiful fish soup in a long time. It was so delicious that he didn't want to waste a bite.

"That's not bad."

Chen Sheng stabbed a piece of barbecue with a knife and swallowed it in one gulp. His cheeks were bulging. After chewing a few mouthfuls, he felt a great sense of satisfaction.

Unable to bear it, I pricked it a few more times.

The warden took the initiative and gave it a try, which triggered a new round of praise.

The experiment was successful.

Back in the Black Abyss Prison, Chen Sheng gave the medicinal formula to Ling Jian and asked him to find a real cook to teach him and support the restaurant.

……

A month later.

Xingyouxianfang.

This is a large-scale market with a strong aura that attracts casual cultivators from thousands of miles away. When there are more people, the land price will naturally soar, which means every inch of land is precious.

Especially when looking from the edge to the center, the architectural style evolves from simplicity to luxury on this span line, which is extremely obvious.

In the most central area, various buildings are built in a simple and grand style, like a fairy palace, which is unimaginable for ordinary monks.

The Yanlou run by Ling Jian and Su Lin was opened in the most precious place. It was elegantly built and showed utmost nobility.

"The Fungus God's Feast, something that almost existed in the classics, has reappeared now?"

"If it's true, then you can't say it's a luxury."

"What is false cannot be true, and what is true cannot be false."

……

The sudden rise of the Yan Tower attracted a lot of people's attention, especially after it was named "Feast of the Fungi God", it felt like everyone knew about it.

Today is the opening day of Yanlou. The gate is surrounded by monks and they are talking about it.

At an auspicious moment, a fair and fat middle-aged man came out with a kind face, as if he was smiling all the time.

"Everyone, since Yanlou dares to name a fungus god's feast, I'm not afraid of you coming to eat."

Shopkeeper Long knew the details of Yanlou and was confident in his heart. He acted calmly and calmly. He waved his hand and said: "Please..."

This is the opening to welcome guests.

Among the crowd, some were hesitant, but there were also some heroic diners who wanted to find out the details of the Bacteria God’s Banquet.

"Master, if you want to eat anything, just ask them to bring it to your house. Why bother making an extra trip?"

In the Yan Tower, there were two people sitting at a certain table. Both of them were white-haired and old, but one had a respectful attitude and the other had a majestic look on his face. It was obvious that they had a master-servant relationship.

Manager Deng has been serving the master of Xingyoufang all his life. Although he is a slave, he is different from being a personal servant. He can also be regarded as a big shot outside.

Therefore, he looked at the newly opened Yanlou with a sense of superiority.

"Yanlou, you didn't say hello to me."

The leader of Xingyoufang smiled, but not much. He obviously had concerns about this matter.

"what……"

Steward Deng exclaimed, and he was not lying, saying: "Are they so bold?!"

In Xingyouxianfang, if you want to make money, you must pass the test of their master and give him filial piety money.

"Not necessarily, it could be a powerful dragon passing through."

Although the owner of Xingyoufang is greedy, he is not arrogant. He has built a market from scratch, which shows his careful planning.

Yanlou is really simple. On the day it was built, if you didn't come to see it, it would have burned down in the night.

"Master, where did the powerful dragon come from?"

Hearing this, Guan Deng was a little cautious and did not belittle or flatter anything stupidly, as that would easily violate taboos.

"He came from the Guangxiu Immortal Sect."

The leader of Xingyoufang thought.

"Sir, the Immortal Sect has a great reputation, but not everyone has a big fist. Do we really have to endure it?"

Manager Deng spoke carefully. He had been with the leader of Xingyoufang for a long time. He was somewhat knowledgeable, such as the origin of the Immortal Sect, but he was like a "pyrotechnics handyman". He should be bullied or bullied.

"Why don't you come to see me today?"

When the owner of Xingyoufang came over to such a businessman who didn't understand the rules, he naturally didn't send blessings, but to spy on and examine the details of Yanlou.

If the backer is strong enough, he will sit down and eat obediently without saying a word, just like an ordinary diner.

Otherwise, it would be overturning the table.

"Master, my master will come over today, please wait for a moment."

At the same time, Shopkeeper Long came over and revealed a piece of news.

As early as ten days ago, the leader of Xingyoufang had already proposed to visit the real boss of Yanlou, but he refused. After some pulling and pulling, he finally set the date for today and offered to make a small introduction.

After a few words, he left without wasting much time.

"Master, Yanlou is a bit unruly."

Manager Deng heard clearly that Shopkeeper Long used the words "recommend" and "wait", which were words used by big people to talk to small people.

As for Yanlou, it is clear that it has placed itself in a high position, overlooking Xingyoufang City.

"Yes, this makes me dare not act rashly."

The expression of the master of Xingyoufang remained unchanged. He had not been in Xianfang for many years and had been left out, or in other words treated like a normal person.

He was a little uncomfortable, but also very fearful. If he dared to pose like this, it could only be said that the person behind Yanlou might have a very high position in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

Next, it’s time to wait quietly.

Xingyoufangshi and Manager Deng ordered a fungus feast. They had to say that it was well worth the money and tasted great. It was a rare experience.

Half an hour later.

Two figures appeared in the Yan Tower, both wearing black robes. Their faces were different, but their aura was somewhat similar, deep and grand.

"Warden!"

"grown ups!"

At this time, Yanlou is the busiest time. Every seat is filled with guests and the staff is busy.

But when the two people arrived, they were still warmly received. Shopkeeper Long and Yi Bian surrounded them.

After a breath or two, Ling Jian and Su Lin also appeared, with harmonious expressions, as if they were welcoming their superiors, and invited Chen Sheng and the warden to the box at the back.

"There are two other people above the shopkeeper. They never came over to say hello."

Butler Deng had a good way of observing people's words and could tell that the status of Su Lin and Ling Jian was much higher than that of Shopkeeper Long. The subtleties could be seen clearly.

He glanced vaguely at his master, who had been sitting here for a while. The senior executives of Yanlou were obviously there, but they didn't come out to pay attention.

After all, I look down on people a bit.

"very good……"

The leader of Xingyoufang forcefully squeezed out two words, but he did not act too radically. Instead, he became more cautious, suppressing his anger, waiting for a chance to vent, or simply suppressing it to calm down.

It just depends on whether the people behind Yanlou are strong enough.

"It's not bad, it's decent."

Chen Sheng was led into a box, which was surrounded by carved beams and painted pillars and hollowed-out window sills. It was very ingenious. There were bright pearls hanging on the top. The brilliance was soft and bright. It really took a lot of money and thought.

"Money comes like water, and it feels more profitable than exploring a secret place."

Su Lin looked very excited. It had only been open for an hour, and the numbers on the books were already very good.

For the first time, he felt that the business was profitable, which was far more comfortable than begging for food in the bloody storm.

What caused this situation was Chen Sheng's plan and the medicinal diet formula. The cook in the kitchen was shocked when he read it and said that there must be a fire in Yanlou.

The fact is that once the Fungus God's Banquet came out, there was a huge crowd and it was an instant hit.

"Hurry up and arrange a table for me and the warden, and you guys too."

Chen Sheng had no intention of hearing about the management of Yanlou, but the three Dark Blade captains and the warden were in the same room, so it was worth getting together.

"Warden, what do you mean?"

Ling Jian and Su Lin naturally had no objections. They did not receive the same treatment as Chen Sheng. Every time they met with the warden, Yanxiao Yanyan, they either reported or received orders. It was a simple superior-subordinate relationship.

If one could break through this limitation, some friendship would naturally be a dream.

"Qing Emperor has said so, so you just follow it, or do you think you despise me as an old man?"

The warden nodded, a rare hint of softness appeared on his cold face, which made Su Lin and Ling Jian a little dumbfounded. In their impression, this man was as cold as iron, with no gentle side at all.

After reacting, the two people hurriedly replied, "If there is nothing, we will arrange it immediately."

No matter what, it is a rare experience to sit at the same table with your boss and chat and laugh.

From now on, there is no need to take too much care. As long as the warden can remember some good things, it will be enough to make a decision.

This table came very quickly and was very rich. The table was completely filled.

Su Lin and Ling Jian were very busy, serving soup to the warden, and also brought a bowl to Chen Sheng.

"It doesn't feel as good as what you did."

The warden took a sip of the fish soup. It had the unique aroma of the fungus sacred grass and tasted very good. However, he remembered Chen Sheng's aphrodisiac silverfish soup and shook his head, feeling that it was not comparable.

"The taste is still better than mine."

Chen Sheng thought it was good. He was not a chef, so he couldn't grasp the details of texture and taste.

"You handle the balance of medicinal food extremely well. I don't think anyone can surpass it."

The warden pointed out the key point. The difference between Chen Sheng's medicated diet and Yanlou's medicated diet was not in the taste, but in the ingredients and spiritual herbs.

That kind of balance and perfect integration is something that Chef Yan Lou cannot achieve. It’s a world of difference.

"Brother Chen, where did the medicinal formula come from?"

Su Lin and Ling Jian were confused, but they also knew that Chen Sheng's craftsmanship was extremely extraordinary. The former made a guess in his mind.

After several explanations from the chef, he knew the power of the medicinal formula, but he didn't know its origin.

"I made it up."

Chen Sheng said casually.

"hiss……"

Su Lin took a deep breath. The medicinal formula was indeed created by Chen Sheng, which could clearly explain the warden's high regard for Chen Sheng's craftsmanship.

The taste of food is naturally important, but since it is called "medicated diet", its effectiveness is fundamental.

From a high level, the warden was right, Chen Sheng's skills were definitely higher than those of Chef Yanlou.

"Don't get hung up on small things like this."

Chen Sheng motioned for everyone to raise their chopsticks. The medicinal food on the table was the work of the chef. It was indeed good, so you must eat it all.

Seeing him like this, everyone didn't say much and just ate together.

After eating and sitting and talking for a while, shopkeeper Deng walked in and whispered into Su Lin's mouth.

"Yanlou really doesn't have any background, and everyone wants to test it out."

Su Lin told the story about the leader of Xingyoufang, and he didn't want to pay attention to it several times, but today, he really had to meet him, so as not to affect Yanlou in the future.

"It's a simple matter. Let the warden write a new plaque and hang it at the gate. Keep it to deter the young people."

When a high-level monk picks up a pen and writes, the spirit left behind on his objects can intimidate foreign enemies and even kill them.

Chen Sheng can do it too. At least the leader of Xingyoufang will know someone he can't afford to offend at a glance.

"This……"

Su Lin and the other two thought this proposal was a good one, but they really didn't dare to say anything. Instructing the warden to do things would require them to expend energy and energy on writing. They didn't have that much face.

It was also Chen who was born. The relationship between him and the warden was like old friends. There was no need to be formal about certain things, they could be said jokingly without any psychological burden.