Chapter 1337: with translation of chapter title

Many disciples didn't know Ye Zhangqing's Chúyì, and they had no hope for this Canteen at all.

Moreover, this Canteen actually had a limited quantity.

Although Bai Song Gu has several hundred thousand disciples up and down, who would be idle enough to go to the Canteen?

On the contrary, some disciples were curious and wanted to go check out the Canteen tomorrow.

Rumors about the Canteen spread wildly among the many disciples, but it was just idle chatter.

After a silent night, the next day Tangzhou arrived at the Canteen according to the time and began preparing lunch.

Two meals a day, and moreover, Li Tie Niu, Li Tie Dan, and that spirit chef were already able to help out.

Simple tasks could be delegated to them, and Ye Zhangqing could relax.

Last night I researched all night but still couldn't contact Yun Xiantai and the others.

The Formation Disk had no response, and the Chuānyīn fú lost signal once sent out—even a saint‑grade Chuānyīn fú was the same.

Ye Zhangqing guessed it might be because the distance was too far, exceeding the range of the Formation Disk and the Chuānyīn fú.

But for now I can't solve it; should I go find Qiu Baiyi? Forget it, that's impossible.

Even Ye Zhangqing felt that this woman must have anticipated this, which is why she so readily agreed.

Let's think of a solution slowly, after all, being anxious won't help.

Starting to make today's lunch, feeding thirty thousand people— for Ye Zhangqing it's nothing, very easy.

When at Dao Yi Shengdi, not to mention three meals a day, each meal was food for fifty thousand people.

As time passed and the mealtime approached, outside the Canteen, a few disciples indeed came over out of curiosity, one after another.

Speaking of Bai Song Gu, since all the disciples are female, a bunch of women together means they're vying for beauty and charm.

Cultivators have no ugly ones; even a woman born unattractive, once she sets foot on the path of cultivation, her appearance and temperament will gradually change.

So from this perspective, staying in Bai Song Gu isn't really a big problem...... Pah, I'm actually a married man.

The disciples gathered at the Canteen entrance, the number not many, just a few hundred.

As for the Stewards, not a single one came.

At this moment, the disciples were chatting idly.

"See, I said nobody would come."

"Exactly, still limited to thirty thousand portions? Having three hundred people come would already be good."

"Hehe, I'm also curious to come take a look, just as I thought, so I can relax."

"Want to try a bite later?"

"What's there to try? It's just that flavor; last time the Valley Master invited a saint‑grade spirit chef, I took a bite and it was just that flavor."

"Yeah, I'm still busy cultivating this afternoon, no time."

"Let's go, let's go."

Seeing the Canteen's desolate scene, some disciples lost interest and left quickly.

Others stayed on, wanting to see how many people would actually come when mealtime arrived.

Soon mealtime arrived, Qiu Baiyi and that Great Emperor Elder from yesterday came as scheduled.

Upon seeing Qiu Baiyi appear, many disciples were stunned.

"Did the Valley Master really come?"

"No way, the Valley Master actually came to the Canteen to eat?"

"Maybe because it's the first day, after all, the Canteen was supposedly set up at the Valley Master's behest."

"That actually makes sense."

But Qiu Baiyi completely ignored the disciples' chatter and hurried into the Canteen.

She didn't deliberately say more about the Canteen, just because she feared the disciples would find out too early.

When the crowd grew, it would be troublesome, and besides, this Valley Master still hasn't got a handle on Ye Zhangqing.

As soon as he entered the Canteen, Ye Zhangqing also finished the last dish.

In the stir‑fry pot that contained space, the food poured down like a waterfall.

Speaking of which, it's miraculous—thirty thousand people's food, if it were in my previous life, even copying by hand you probably couldn't manage it.

But in this life it's easy—just one pot settles it.

In a xianxia world, things that science can't explain are everywhere.

As the food came out of the pot, a rich aroma wafted out.

As soon as Qiu Baiyi entered the Canteen, she immediately smelled it.

I thought this big pot dish wouldn't be that appealing, but now smelling the aroma, Qiu Baiyi couldn't help wrinkling her nose—uh, she was hungry.

She hurried forward and smiled at Ye Zhangqing, saying.

"Changqing, today the number of people coming to the Canteen might be smaller; if we can't finish it, it's a waste—can I have a few more bowls?"

As agreed with Ye Zhangqing, each meal is simply thirty thousand portions anyway; Ye Zhangqing doesn't handle the distribution.

Upon hearing that, Ye Zhangqing casually replied.

"As you like."

"Oh, and this is for you—our Tianwu Realm's specialty Tianwu fruit, which is very good for the physical body."

Saying that, Qiu Baiyi also took out a Space Ring containing some Tianwu fruit.

Ye Zhangqing had heard of this Tianwu fruit—a spirit fruit specialty of the Tianwu Realm, saint‑grade quality, not cheap.

He looked at Qiu Baiyi suspiciously, wondering what this woman wanted to do.

Facing Ye Zhangqing's gaze, Qiu Baiyi likewise showed a gentle smile.

"You're tired from cooking every day; eat some Tianwu fruit, you'll recover faster, and it can also nourish and strengthen your physical body."

This woman is not right; is this something that should come out of your mouth? You shouldn't be able to say something like that.

However, Qiu Baiyi, while Ye Zhangqing was dazed, directly shoved the Space Ring into his hand, then turned and went to get food.

"Take it, remember to eat."

Only Ye Zhangqing remained, staring at the Space Ring in his hand, sunk into silence, with countless thoughts racing through his mind.

Is this Heaven Martial Fruit poisonous? Is this woman trying to poison me?

No, no, killing me would do her no good; is she trying to bribe me? But what could she bribe me with?

Unable to figure it out, at that moment Qiu Baiyi had already filled a big bowl of rice and started eating.

Moreover, the Great Emperor Elder from yesterday was just as swift.

Afterward, two more Great Emperor Elders came one after another.

After all, as Elders, they certainly know more than the disciples, so they understand the canteen's inner workings better.

These two Elders had never tasted Ye Zhangqing's Chúyì before; upon taking a bite, their reaction was exactly the same as Qiu Baiyi's.

First they were stunned, then they instantly turned into devoted rice-eaters.

All their usual decorum and bearing were instantly cast to the winds.

At this point, who cares about those things? Just eat.

Fortunately, those disciples don't know yet; we really ought to eat our fill.

Then, as the aroma kept wafting out, slowly, the disciples outside the courtyard also smelled it.

One disciple wrinkled their nose and asked doubtfully.

"Smells great, what is this smell?"

"I smelled it too; it couldn't be the aroma drifting from the canteen, could it be those dishes?"

"Impossible, how could the food have such an aroma? Even those heavenly materials and earthly treasures don't have this kind of scent."

"I feel hungry, what's going on?"