Chapter 1632

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

His move made many alchemists of the Alchemist Alliance very dissatisfied.

In order to cure the middle-aged man, the Alchemist Alliance didn't say pills, but even the daily food was served with big fish and meat.

But this guy, now he looks like he can't help but drool at a pot of white rice porridge.

Isn't this deliberately disgusting?

Could the big fish and meat carefully prepared by our Alchemist Alliance not compare to a bowl of white rice porridge?

Even if the other party is a spirit chef, it shouldn't be like this.

Because the white rice porridge is light, there is no fragrance.

So the many cultivators in the courtyard didn't smell anything, and Ye Changqing just boiled a pot of white rice porridge, without even putting seasonings.

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

At this time, not only the middle-aged man, but also Yunxiantai, Yu Mo, and a group of spirit chefs who came together, their eyes were staring at the big pot, the white rice porridge like snow.

"Although there is no fragrance, it looks very delicious."

Yunxiantai swallowed his saliva and muttered.

Before long, the white rice porridge was ready. Ye Changqing took a small bowl, scooped a bowl for the middle-aged man, and smiled.

"You have been in a state of hunger for a long time, you can't eat too much at once, and you can't be too greasy, you need to recover slowly, first taste this white rice porridge."

Also considering this, Ye Changqing boiled white rice porridge, and didn't make other big fish and meat that were too greasy.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded and thanked him, then couldn't wait to take the white rice porridge and took a sip.

Very light taste, full of fragrance in the mouth after one bite.

A simple bowl of white rice porridge, but in the eyes of the middle-aged man, it is simply the most extreme delicacy in the world.

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

"Phew, delicious, much better than the big dishes before."

The middle-aged man sighed. On the other side, the four of Yunxiantai couldn't help it, and they gathered around and smiled.

"Hehe, little friend Changqing, give me a bowl to taste too."

"Good."

The portion is not small, and the middle-aged man should not eat too much, so Ye Changqing nodded with a smile and scooped a bowl for Yunxiantai and the others.

But seeing this, the middle-aged man was anxious.

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

Immediately, he didn't care about the hot mouth, and quickly drank the white rice porridge in the bowl, and rushed forward.

"Immortal Master, give me another bowl."

"So fast?"

Looking at the empty bottom of the bowl, Ye Changqing was stunned. I'm afraid it hasn't been ten breaths, right? Is this over? Is your mouth not hot?

While speaking, Yunxiantai and the others also finished a bowl, and seeing them pick up the spoon again, the middle-aged man was anxious.

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

This thing is too delicious. Even if the middle-aged man is a rich man in the secular world, he has eaten a lot of delicacies.

But compared to this simple bowl of white rice porridge, it is simply 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? It is really enviable.

So seeing Yunxiantai and the others add another bowl, the middle-aged man couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed up on the spot.

Quickly said, hearing this, Yunxiantai scooped white rice porridge while replying irritably.

"Go, go, go, just now little friend Changqing said that your physical condition is not suitable for eating too much, one bowl is enough."

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

"Eat a fart."

For a bowl of white porridge, this middle-aged man actually had the courage to grab food with Yunxiantai and the others.

It is also because Yunxiantai and the others didn't care about this middle-aged man at all, otherwise, I guess any thought would be enough to kill him on the spot.

Finally, Ye Changqing made the decision and added another bowl for the middle-aged man.

But this is also the limit. After not eating for so long, two bowls of white rice porridge are about the same, and eating more is harmful.

The pavilion of the Spirit Chef Alliance is lively, but other places in the courtyard are silent.

Many cultivators looked at the middle-aged man who was drinking porridge, and for a time they were all mixed feelings.

Especially in the pavilion of the Alchemist Alliance, a group of alchemists headed by Meng Hui-chun felt all kinds of uncomfortable at this time.

This dog thing, you eat a bowl of white porridge so fragrant? Why didn't you eat it before?

"Damn mortal."

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

"That's not right, this person is said to be not bad in the secular world, so he shouldn't be like this."

"Then there is something wrong with the brain."

"What should we do now?"

"Do I know what to do?"

From the current situation, it is clear that Ye Changqing really cured the middle-aged man's disease.

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

After all, with Ye Changqing's craftsmanship, even a simple bowl of white porridge has a very strong effect.

Perhaps Yunxiantai and the others couldn't see anything, but for the middle-aged man without any cultivation, the effect was extremely obvious.

After two bowls of white porridge, the middle-aged man felt that his body had strength, and his voice was much louder.

"Is this really cured?"

"It seems so. In this way, those rumors are probably not fake."

"Yes, the disease that the Alchemist Alliance couldn't cure, the Food Ancestor solved it so easily."

"Now let's see how the Alchemist Alliance ends."

"Not bad, look at their faces, they don't look good."

Many cultivators looked back and forth between the Spirit Chef Alliance and the Alchemist Alliance with strange faces.

A group of spirit chefs from the Spirit Chef Alliance were naturally very happy, and their mouths couldn't stop smiling.

On the other hand, the Alchemist Alliance was full of bitterness, as if their parents had died, and they were even more depressed in their hearts.

This result undoubtedly made the Alchemist Alliance lose face.

But at this moment, Meng Hui-chun said.

"What's wrong with everyone? It was originally for testing. Regardless of the result, what does it matter?"

Meng Hui-chun was calm, looking as if he didn't care at all.

The Alchemist Alliance wouldn't lose face because of such a small matter.

Ye Changqing cured the middle-aged man, which only shows that he has real skills, and those rumors are not groundless.

In the final analysis, the purpose of the Alchemist Alliance has been achieved. In this way, what needs to be considered is the attitude towards the Spirit Chef Alliance in the future.

It definitely cannot be the same as before. The current Spirit Chef Alliance has truly risen.

Moreover, once today's events spread, it is estimated that more and more people will find the Spirit Chef Alliance next.

The status of spirit chefs will also be greatly improved.