Chapter 43

In the distance, Qian Youcai had already come early, but when he saw this scene, he was also stunned—why were there so many people today?

But with yesterday's experience, this time Qian Youcai was only stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly came back to his senses, instantly turning into an afterimage and rushing toward the courtyard.

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He didn't get to eat yesterday, so no matter what, he had to eat a bite today.

Don't look at Qian Youcai's figure being a bit plump, but the speed he erupted with at this moment was not slow at all; even inner sect disciples couldn't compare to him.

It was only natural; being able to become an outer sect deacon, his cultivation base had also reached the Nascent Soul Realm level.

After a few flashes, Qian Youcai rushed into the courtyard. Although there were already more than a dozen inner sect disciples in front, he finally managed to grab a good position.

"Holy crap, these guys are really crazy."

Listening to the noise behind him, Qian Youcai sighed with lingering fear. Just now, even he had been surrounded and intercepted by many disciples.

If it weren't for his good cultivation base, it would have been difficult to break through.

Eating a meal turned into a battle, but there was no other way. With so many people coming today, it was estimated that there wouldn't be enough to eat. Facing such a result, it was no wonder the many disciples were crazy.

Even Ye Changqing hadn't expected this, but only so much food had been prepared, and there was no other way right now; it could only be first come, first served.

As mealtime arrived, the disciples who grabbed positions were all incredibly excited, especially those outer sect and inner sect disciples who had never tasted Ye Changqing's craftsmanship.

Filling a large bowl to the brim, one bite down, and these disciples were instantly stunned.

Their hearts were filled with regret—why hadn't they known earlier that the food in the Divine Jianfeng kitchen was so delicious? What they ate before was pig swill.

They couldn't stop at all.

As disciple after disciple walked past, the amount of food decreased rapidly. Finally, after more than two hundred disciples finished, there was nothing left.

The disciples in the back wailed endlessly upon seeing this.

"Holy crap, it's gone already?"

Yesterday they were lucky enough to have extra food, but today, they couldn't even eat—this was the drawback of having too many people.

In the crowd, Qian Youcai was also holding a large bowl, eating with great relish. It's delicious—when did this brat Changqing's craftsmanship become so good?

Where there is happiness, there is naturally sadness. Those disciples who couldn't eat were all looking with longing eyes, watching those wolfing down their food, unable to stop swallowing their saliva.

So fragrant, I really want to eat, what should I do?

"Senior Brother, let's make a deal; give me a bite, just one bite, and I'll give you ten low-grade spirit stones."

"Get lost."

"Twenty, twenty low-grade spirit stones."

"Senior Brother, don't wash the bowl; I'll do it, I'll lick it once and taste the flavor."

There were even those who wouldn't let go of the bottom of the bowl after eating.

The scale of this meal far exceeded the previous few days, and the many outer sect and inner sect disciples who had tasted Ye Changqing's craftsmanship were all completely crazy without exception.

It was conceivable that the number of people in the kitchen would only increase in the future.

And regarding this, Ye Changqing was actually helpless.

Having many people eat was indeed beneficial to him; with more positive reviews, the improvement of his cultivation base and talent would naturally be faster.

But there was a problem with this, which was that he couldn't make that much food.

Moreover, Ye Changqing didn't want to make himself too tired, busy in the kitchen all day long.

According to Ye Changqing's own estimation, he could make food for at most seven or eight hundred people per meal now.

This amount was clearly a drop in the bucket for the disciples of Divine Jianfeng, but Ye Changqing didn't want to do more; it was too exhausting.

So facing the many disciples who didn't get to eat, Ye Changqing's answer could only be first come, first served.

Everyone relies on their own ability; if you line up and there is some when it's your turn, then eat; if there isn't, then there's no other way.

The meal was eaten with mixed joy and sorrow. The disciples who got to eat were incredibly happy, and even when they left, they basically gave Ye Changqing some elixirs and spirit stones.

"Junior Brother Changqing, take these spirit stones. Senior Brother heard before that you were lacking cultivation resources; just tell Senior Brother if you're lacking anything in the future."

"That's right, Junior Brother Changqing doesn't need to worry about other things; just call us if you have anything."

"Not bad, not bad, this kitchen can't do without Junior Brother Changqing."

Everyone doing this was nothing more than wanting Ye Changqing to cook with peace of mind; as for other things, there was no need to worry.

Regarding this, Ye Changqing was also helpless—why did he have a feeling of being kept?

And those fellow disciples who didn't get to eat also gave spirit stones while saying.

"Junior Brother Changqing, can you make more in the afternoon?"

"That's right, that's right, we can't eat at all."

Facing the requests of these disciples, Ye Changqing replied.

"I'll try my best, but it's definitely impossible to satisfy everyone by myself, so it can only be first come, first served."

Regarding this, although the many disciples were helpless, they could understand; after all, with tens of thousands of people up and down Divine Jianfeng, Ye Changqing definitely couldn't satisfy them all by himself.

As everyone left one after another, the kitchen quickly became empty. Until Hong Zun was the last to leave, and before leaving, he smiled at Ye Changqing.

"Changqing brat, I estimate that it won't be long before your kitchen is overcrowded."

Now that more and more disciples know about Ye Changqing's craftsmanship, it will definitely spread; he won't be able to hide it even if he wants to.

By then, Ye Changqing will have enough to worry about.

But Ye Changqing replied quite calmly.

"I'll just try my best; people always have times when their strength is exhausted. As for other things, there's no other way."

Ye Changqing saw things very openly; even if he had a system and could improve his cultivation base, he didn't want to live as a tool for the system. Anyway, for three meals a day, he would make as much as he could.

Hearing this, Until Hong Zun smiled.

"Haha, you brat are quite open-minded."

This noon meal was a huge harvest for Ye Changqing, with over two hundred positive reviews, and the system gave him two new dishes again.

Now he could almost unlock a new dish per meal, and the speed was very fast.

There was no change; Ye Changqing didn't have any changes because the number of people increased. Afterwards, he practiced when he should practice and rested when he should rest.

But the other disciples, especially those outer sect and inner sect disciples, were not so calm at this time.

Just after leaving the kitchen and eating lunch, not long after, they were already thinking about dinner.

They were clearly people who should have been practicing Grain Bigu, so why couldn't they help but think about it? There was no other way; it was completely because the taste was too good, making people unable to endure it at all. ===== CHAPTER 44 =====