Chapter 1995: Prison Immortal Town

As the words fell, a group of men and women walked into the shop, all looking middle-aged or elderly.

The leader was an old man, the one who had just spoken.

Hearing this, Old Li of the town immediately shouted a rebuke.

You old thing, what nonsense are you spouting? I really did slay an Immortal Beast back then—it's true, I'm not spouting nonsense.

Hah, just you? With Ancestor Realm cultivation you might be okay in Prison Immortal Town, but put you in any Immortal City and a random kid could kill you—you slew an Immortal Beast?

I told you, that was a juvenile beast.

Alright, you two, say a little less—aren't we here to eat?

The two flushed red-faced and thick-necked as soon as they saw each other; seeing this, their companions also stepped in to persuade them.

Both were natives of Prison Immortal Town, having lived there their whole lives and never ventured far.

From childhood they've been at each other's throats; if they meet without exchanging a few insults, they feel uneasy.

Faced with their companions' persuasion, Ma Lin glanced at Li Chengshan and let out a long sigh.

Let's eat.

What do you mean, Ma?

What's wrong with me? Didn't you invite me to eat?

You..................

Fine, they started arguing again; the others saw it and simply ignored it, while an elderly woman came over to Ye Zhangqing and called out that the dishes could be served.

They were all good friends of Li Chengshan, having heard that yesterday an outsider had come to town, spending lavishly, willing to splurge, and wanted to open a tavern on the main road outside the town.

Besides, it wasn't a big deal, and with Ye Zhangqing also being generous, Li Chengshan naturally agreed.

Speaking of which, life in Prison Immortal Town is actually not easy.

It has no backing, unlike other small towns that either rely on an immortal sect, an immortal clan, or are subordinate to a larger city.

In short, they all have some patron and can receive some protection.

But Prison Immortal Town has none—first, its resources are barren, with nothing valuable around, so the major powers naturally look down on it.

Second, its location is insignificant, not a major thoroughfare; even if you're not deliberately seeking it, you'd never pass through.

Thus, Prison Immortal Town has existed all these years in a plain, unremarkable way.

It has neither great wealth nor great calamities, instead enjoying a rare tranquility, which could be considered a patch of pure land.

Thus, Prison Immortal Town also attracted quite a few Immortal Realm cultivators weary of conflict to come and live in seclusion.

After the group took their seats, Ye Zhangqing quickly prepared the dishes.

In the canteen, only meals are sold, no alcohol; if you want to drink, you must bring your own.

It's not that Ye Zhangqing lacks immortal brewed fine wine; ultimately, he's just lazy.

Even the daily menu is decided by Ye Zhangqing himself; customers can only order from the dish list hung on the wall each day.

There are no ingredients beyond the menu.

On this first try, everyone initially had no great hopes—they came just to give Li Chengshan face.

But once the dishes were served and everyone took the first bite, their eyes widened.

This dish........

Mmm, I've never eaten such a delicious dish.

I feel it's even better than the food in Cooking King Immortal City; I went there once when I was young, and the meals at its restaurants are still fresh in my memory—too bad it's far and expensive, so I haven't gone back since.

But the flavor of this food is far superior to that of Cooking King Immortal City.

Exactly.

Quick, quick, quick, eat.

Indeed, the flavor of this food stunned us completely; we never expected that this youngster who suddenly came from outside would have such culinary skill.

For a moment, Li Chengshan, Ma Lin, and everyone else were eating with great delight.

Originally the table was full of dishes, but in a moment they were swept clean.

Originally everyone had little appetite, since they had long since given up grains; even when gathering, it was merely to satisfy oral cravings or to have a couple of drinks.

Either they made it themselves at home, or they went to the most famous tavern in town.

When ordering dishes, they wouldn't order too much—just a token gesture.

But now, after finishing the modest spread of dishes on the table, everyone felt unsatisfied.

Ma Lin even turned to Li Chengshan and said.

I say, why are you like this? Inviting us to eat with just this little? Who could it feed? I'll cover this meal.

You fucking.................

As soon as the words fell, Li Chengshan gritted his teeth and cursed, but Ma Lin gave him no chance; after speaking, he rose straight away and strode to Ye Zhangqing's front.

Looking at Ye Zhangqing, who was resting with tea, Ma Lin grinned and said.

Hehe, boss, let's add some dishes.

Sure, whatever you want to add, it's all on the chopping board.

Hearing this, Ye Zhangqing pointed to the chopping board; Ma Lin followed his finger with a glance, then turned back to Ye Zhangqing and said.

Give us the whole lot.

Okay.

There were dozens of dishes on the board; Ma Lin hesitated not at all, nor did Ye Zhangqing.

After adding the dishes, everyone continued to feast; when the meal ended, they realized they hadn't drunk any alcohol, having been too busy eating.

Even so, everyone continued to eat with great delight.

When they left, everyone gave Ye Zhangqing a thumbs-up; his skill was simply superb.

It's far better than the Prison Immortal Tower in town.

This Prison Immortal Tower is the biggest restaurant in town, established only over a hundred years ago.

It is said that a certain family provoked disaster abroad, was exterminated, and the few survivors who escaped fled all the way to Prison Immortal Town.

With the money they desperately brought out from the family, they opened this restaurant in town.

Though it's hard to say, this family seems to be a line of spirit chefs, so the food at Prison Immortal Tower is good.

Precisely for this reason, after Prison Immortal Tower opened, it quickly won the favor of many.

In just a hundred years it became the top restaurant in Prison Immortal Town, with customers coming in an endless stream every day.

Anyway, in Prison Immortal Town, whenever anyone thinks of eating, the first place that comes to mind is Prison Immortal Tower.

But in recent years, the prices at Prison Immortal Tower have kept rising, causing some patrons to reluctantly give up and go to other restaurants instead.

Even so, Prison Immortal Tower never has an empty seat; it's packed to capacity every day.

But after Li Chengshan, Ma Lin and the others tasted Ye Zhangqing's cooking,

the food at Prison Immortal Tower is simply not worth mentioning, utterly incomparable, not even in the same league.

Moreover, the prices here at Ye Zhangqing's place are less than one-twentieth of those at Prison Immortal Tower, practically dirt-cheap.

With such low prices and such exquisite flavor, Prison Immortal Tower simply can't compare no matter how you look at it.

So, as they left, almost everyone booked a table at Ye Zhangqing's place, saying they'd bring family and friends tomorrow to try it too—the flavor truly rivals that of Cooking King Immortal City.