Chapter 2658: Learn a load of crap

The Barbarian God Tribe women, full of confidence from the start, believed that as long as they stood beside Ye Zhangqing, watching once would be enough to learn.

After all, they usually dealt with pots and pans in daily life.

The Barbarian God Tribe is unlike the Human Race; Human Race cultivators, upon reaching a certain level in Xiūliàn, will directly stop eating.

Before Ye Zhangqing appeared, many Human Race cultivators actually did not eat at all.

Even those Human Race cultivators who did not stop eating would choose the more convenient fasting pill.

First, it's cheap; second, it saves time.

Rather than spending time indulging in taste, it's better to devote that time to Xiūliàn.

This is where we start from the differences between the Human Race and the Barbarian God Tribe.

Human Race Xiūliàn, to put it bluntly, is no progress means regression; without effort, even with top talent, one cannot achieve much.

Thus the Human Race's struggle is about competing with others, seizing opportunities, treasures, and spirit stones.

Struggling against heaven, envying the heavenly tribulation, resisting Heavenly Thunder.

Struggling against oneself, restraining desires, cultivating the mind.

Compared to the Human Race, the Barbarian God Tribe simply does not have any of these.

As innate spirits, the Barbarian God Tribe is practically effortless to the extreme.

From birth, the Barbarian God Tribe's cultivation progress is like water flowing into a channel—natural and inevitable.

There's no need to exert oneself like the Human Race does.

It is precisely because the two races have completely different feelings about Xiūliàn that so many differences arise.

The Barbarian God Tribe faces little pressure in Xiūliàn, so they live more relaxed and have more energy to enjoy life beyond cultivation.

So these Barbarian God Tribe women, while not saying they are masters of Chúyì, are certainly not bad at it.

But I thought it would be easy; turns out it's actually ridiculously difficult.

From the start, it was completely beyond the syllabus.

Even though Ye Zhangqing gave extremely detailed explanations, later the Barbarian God Tribe women still understood only half, feeling completely confused.

This really made those Barbarian God Tribe women feel miserable.

I can't learn it—what should we do now?

Before, I could at least get the gist, even if I frowned; with some effort I could still understand.

But now, even if Ye Zhangqing is right in front of them and personally demonstrates the making, they still can't understand.

They don't even know how to ask a question; they truly understand nothing.

Faced with this result, the Barbarian God Tribe women felt solemn.

Many women looked at each other, and finally their gazes fell on the leading old woman.

But this time, facing the crowd's gaze, the old woman fell silent and remained mute for a long while.

The old woman was also dazed, her eyes wide like copper bells, fixed on every move of Ye Zhangqing.

Afraid of missing any detail.

Yet even so, the old woman still understood nothing.

So facing the gaze of many women, the old woman could only say, "Don't look at me—I'm also completely clueless right now."

You're all looking at me, and I have no idea what to do.

Cutting, marinating, adding ingredients, putting in the pot—Ye Zhangqing deliberately slowed his speed.

However, as a qualified Immortal Chef, even so, he inevitably became immersed in the cooking process.

This isn't Ye Zhangqing's intention; any Immortal Chef inevitably falls into a state of total immersion while cooking.

Just like a Pill Master refining pills or an Artifact Master crafting magical implements.

So Ye Zhangqing, while working and explaining, didn't notice any problem.

Until the chicken went into the pot, when he briefly had some relaxation, Ye Zhangqing then came to his senses and asked casually.

"Seniors, how is it? Any more questions?"

But after he spoke, there was no response for a long time.

The surrounding Barbarian God Tribe women seemed to be muted altogether; for a moment, not a single one responded.

Not receiving an answer, Ye Zhangqing then realized something was off.

He turned his head suspiciously toward the Barbarian God Tribe women.

Seeing them all stare dumbstruck, Ye Zhangqing was momentarily dumbfounded.

Huh???

What expressions are these? Let you watch and learn.

Their eyes wide like copper bells—is that the look one should have while learning?

Even more absurd, Ye Zhangqing instinctively felt that their gazes were continuously emitting stupidity.

It genuinely revealed a clear stupidity, not his imagination.

How strange—learning to cook could turn out like this.

Facing the oddness of the Barbarian God Tribe women, Ye Zhangqing called out uncertainly.

"Seniors, you……"

Ye Zhangqing began to speak, but before he could finish, the leading old woman couldn't help but blush, yet she forced herself to say.

"Young friend, we don't have any doubts; we simply didn't understand at all."

"Completely?"

Ye Zhangqing also felt suspicious about that.

After I've been busy here all afternoon, you still haven't learned anything.

You don't understand anything?

Still, the doubtful one furrowed his brows and asked, "No matter how you say it, you should at least understand a bit of the basics, right?"

But facing Ye Zhangqing's inquiry, the leading old lady still shook her head and answered truthfully.

I don't understand anything.

Now it was Ye Zhangqing who fell silent.

In the Fire Room, for a moment no one spoke; that Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon was also nervous, not knowing what to do.

You guys talk; if you don't speak, what am I supposed to translate?

But since no one spoke, it didn't dare move recklessly.

After all, in this Fire Room, it had the lowest status, to the point of having none.

After a long silence, Ye Zhangqing finally couldn't hold back and broke the silence first.

His gaze fell on the leading old lady; Ye Zhangqing pondered his wording and spoke rather tactfully.

"Senior, how about we try again? There are still plenty of ingredients."

This time, the Barbarian God Tribe women no longer had their previous confidence.

Each one lowered their heads deeply, like children who had done something wrong, and only after a long while managed to utter a sentence.

"Well... then thank you, little friend; we... we will definitely strive to watch and learn this time."

Huh??? Upon hearing that, Ye Zhangqing was left bewildered.

Is it really that serious?

"Senior, you're overthinking it; learning to cook, we'll just take it slow."

Originally meant as kind words of comfort, but upon hearing this, under the old lady's lead, all the Barbarian God Tribe women nodded heavily, responding with determined faces.

"We will definitely succeed; we definitely can."

Huh???

It's made to sound like an oath, just learning to cook—there's really no need for that.

Even if we can't grasp the essence, learning a bit of the basics shouldn't come to this point, right?