Chapter 37: Old Qian Doubts His Life

Suddenly having so many new faces, the veteran disciples all cursed in their hearts.

They had been hiding it and not saying anything, wasn't it just because they were worried about such a situation occurring?

Although they knew there would be a day when they couldn't hide it, they hadn't expected this day to come so quickly.

Look, there were already almost two hundred people; this meant they would definitely have to eat a few fewer bowls of rice.

"Hey, how did you guys find this place?"

Curious about how these guys found the kitchen, someone asked. Regarding this, these new disciples didn't hide it and said bluntly.

"Followed you here."

"Holy crap, you were trailing me?"

"Who told you to be sneaky all day long, and every time it's mealtime, it's the same—it's hard not to be suspicious, right?"

Good grief, what they said actually left him speechless; it turned out he had been too obvious.

But thinking of Junior Brother Changqing's craftsmanship, he just couldn't stay calm.

And right now, since they were already here, saying anything was useless, but those new disciples were curious.

"You guys are so excited every day, just to come to the kitchen to eat a meal?"

"Didn't people used to say that the food in the kitchen wasn't even fit for dogs?"

Since they couldn't hide it, they might as well be generous. Hearing this, the veteran disciples showed off smugly.

"You don't know anything. Junior Brother Changqing's craftsmanship is simply unique in the world, that flavor... forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you. If you're lucky enough to grab some later, you'll understand once you taste it yourself."

This made the new disciples extremely curious. Is it really that delicious? They made it sound like eating an immortal pill.

For a time, the many new disciples became increasingly expectant; after all, this fragrance was truly fragrant.

Just as the many disciples were patiently lining up, in the distance, Deacon Qian Youcai, with a potbelly, walked over unhurriedly.

He had originally planned to come to the kitchen to take a look today, but he hadn't expected that while he was still several dozen meters away from the kitchen, he would already see a line of disciples waiting here.

Are these all here to eat at the kitchen?

Seeing this, Qian Youcai was stunned. In the morning, Ye Changqing said that there were many people in the kitchen lately, and he hadn't quite believed it, but now it seemed that this was more than just many people—they were lined up all the way outside.

And what were these disciples saying? That brat Changqing's craftsmanship is unique in the world?

There must be something wrong somewhere. As for Ye Changqing's food, Qian Youcai had naturally eaten it, and it absolutely had nothing to do with being delicious.

"This brat..."

With a laugh and a scold, Qian Youcai continued to walk toward the courtyard. Whether it was true or not, wouldn't he know once he tasted it?

But just after walking a few steps, several handyman disciples spoke up.

"Deacon Qian, you have to line up to eat at the kitchen."

"That's right, this is the rule."

If it were before, everyone might not have spoken up directly, but now, even the Peak Master was obediently lining up—did you, a small outer sect deacon, want to cut in line?

Hearing this, Qian Youcai was stunned, and he was almost so angry he laughed.

"A bunch of little brats, as an outer sect deacon in charge of the kitchen, I have to line up too?"

"When you come, it's to eat; when I come, it's called an inspection, understand?"

Saying this, Qian Youcai continued to walk forward, but just after walking a few steps, Xu Jie blocked his path and said expressionlessly.

"Although Deacon Qian is in charge of the kitchen, it is now mealtime. If Deacon Qian is not eating, then naturally you don't have to line up, but if you want to eat, you must follow the rules."

Seeing Xu Jie, Qian Youcai was shocked.

"Personal Disciple Xu?"

Are my eyes failing me? How could I see a personal disciple here?

This shouldn't be; how could this high-and-mighty personal disciple run all the way to this kitchen at the foot of the mountain?

Even if he wanted to satisfy his appetite, with the status of a personal disciple, he wouldn't come here, right? And line up with a bunch of handyman disciples?

Seeing Qian Youcai's cold expression, Xu Jie felt balanced.

Hmph, I, a personal disciple, am obediently lining up here, and you, an outer sect deacon, want to cut in line—what are you thinking?

"So, Deacon Qian, are you not going to line up yet?"

Hearing this, Qian Youcai came back to his senses, and then nodded and smiled repeatedly.

"Lining up, lining up right now."

He obediently went to the end of the line to wait, and then, as a shout of "time to eat" came from the courtyard, the line began to move slowly.

The disciples at the front had already served their food one after another, and seeing that there were two dishes today, they were all incredibly excited.

"Holy crap, it's like Chinese New Year today; there are actually two dishes."

"And there's a new dish, good, good, good, it wasn't in vain that I waited so long."

"What are you blabbering about, serve it faster."

The people in front were excited, while those in the back kept urging. Ye Changqing sat in front of the kitchen door, holding a large tea mug, watching everyone serving their food with a smile.

The veteran disciples were almost all at the front, and they were already very familiar with the rules of serving food. When it slowly reached the new disciples, Ye Changqing had to remind them.

"Serve your own food, don't waste it."

"Those in front, leave after serving, don't block the people behind."

Under the direction of Ye Changqing and the veteran disciples, the new disciples also served their food one after another.

Before, they had smelled the fragrance, but now, holding a large bowl of rice in their own hands, the new disciples finally seemed to understand why those veteran disciples were so crazy.

One bite down, and the flavor was simply overbearing to the extreme, making people unable to stop.

"Delicious."

"I feel like what I ate before was pig swill."

Having never tasted such delicious food, the new disciples were moved and satisfied.

Of course, there were also people who scolded their companions beside them angrily. ===== CHAPTER 38 =====