Chapter 2732: People Have Come Out

The old man and the sturdy fellow watched the Iron Peak Clan Chief's leisurely manner, seeing it in their eyes but feeling anxious in their hearts.

No, how can you eat like that? It's completely wrong.

If you're eating Ye Zhangqing's food, you ought to pick up the plate and shovel it in.

If it were them, the dishes on this table would have been gone long ago; how could they still be waiting until now?

But as for the Iron Peak Clan Chief, his eating is leisurely.

Putting it that way, he has eaten only one chopstickful of a dish so far.

With each bite, the Iron Peak Clan Chief closes his eyes, chewing slowly and savoring it fully.

Is this eating? It just makes the onlookers anxious.

But facing the anxious old man and sturdy fellow, the Iron Peak Clan Chief gave a leisurely laugh and a scolding remark.

With such delicious food, you ought to savor its flavor properly.

If you wolf it down like you do, what meaning could you possibly get from eating it in the end?

It's simply like an ox chewing peonies—pure waste.

The Iron Peak Clan Chief remained calm from start to finish; being able to stay so composed in front of Ye Zhangqing's dishes makes him perhaps the first to do so.

He is nothing like others, as if he hadn't eaten in eight lifetimes.

However, the Iron Peak Clan Chief's calmness does not mean he has any objections to Ye Zhangqing's cooking skill.

On the contrary, after the first bite, the Iron Peak Clan Chief was completely shocked by Ye Zhangqing's cooking skill.

This kid's cooking skill is truly superb.

Despite having lived many years, holding high status and power, and thinking he had seen every grand scene and tasted every delicacy, the Iron Peak Clan Chief was directly stunned.

After personally tasting the delicacies Ye Zhangqing prepared, the Iron Peak Clan Chief realized that the old man and sturdy fellow's praise of his cooking skill was not exaggerated at all.

Even according to their description, it wasn't enough to explain even the slightest detail.

Although he didn't say so on the surface, the Iron Peak Clan Chief had already been completely conquered by Ye Zhangqing's cooking skill.

This kid is indeed a talent.

"I almost forgot—having such a delicacy, how could there be no fine wine?"

After tasting a bite of each dish carefully, the Iron Peak Clan Chief seemed to suddenly think of something, slapped his forehead, laughed, and said something while taking out a jar of cherished wine from his space ring.

Upon seeing that jar of wine, even the old man and sturdy fellow were stunned.

As elders of the Iron Peak Tribe, the two naturally had some understanding of their clan chief.

For example, what good things he possesses, what he likes, and so on.

And this jar of wine before them is the Iron Peak Clan Chief's treasure he has cherished for many years.

Don't think it's just a mere jar of wine; other major tribes of the Barbarian God Tribe have had people willing to exchange peerless treasures for it.

It's a pity that the Iron Peak Clan Chief has never agreed; this item is priceless.

Normally, he wouldn't even take a sip, keeping it solely as a collection.

But who would have thought that today the clan chief himself would take it out voluntarily; seeing that jar of wine, the old man and sturdy fellow were thus shocked.

Indeed, this jar of wine is extremely precious in the clan chief's possession.

Seeing the two with wide eyes and shocked faces, the Iron Peak Clan Chief grinned and said.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me with that expression?"

"Clan Chief, this wine…… you really want to drink it?"

Facing the clan chief's question, the sturdy fellow answered blankly; but mid-sentence he got stuck, not knowing what to say, and finally stammered out this.

In response, the Iron Peak Clan Chief let out a soft laugh.

"Haha, the wine is indeed fine; it has accompanied me for many years, and precisely because of that, fine wine should be paired with good food—today is the time to open it."

The Iron Peak Clan Chief laughed, seeming indifferent.

It seemed as if the jar of wine before them was not his cherished treasure of many years, but merely an ordinary drink, and he felt no regret.

Saying this, the Iron Peak Clan Chief smiled and looked at the old man and sturdy fellow.

"You two have done well this time; sit down and eat together, let's taste this old wine of mine."

Upon hearing this, the old man and sturdy fellow were first stunned, then a second later they burst into wild joy.

Being able to sit down and eat together means they could again enjoy Ye Zhangqing's dishes and drink the clan chief's fine wine.

Immediately, they glanced at each other and then grinned.

"Hehe, thank you, clan chief."

The next second, they impatiently plopped down beside the Iron Peak Clan Chief, moving swiftly without hesitation.

Seeing the two's eager appearance, the Iron Peak Clan Chief smiled helplessly, then turned his head to Ye Zhangqing and said.

"Your cooking skill is not bad; come, let's taste this fine wine together."

The Iron Peak Clan Chief invited Ye Zhangqing to join the meal; saying this also proved that he had acknowledged him.

As for the old man and sturdy fellow, they kept giving Ye Zhangqing meaningful looks.

Not only were they invited by the clan chief, but also because of that fine wine.

Don't think it's just wine; its benefits to all heavenly beings are certainly no inferior to any heavenly treasure.

Otherwise, how could so many people covet this jar of fine wine?

For Ye Zhangqing, being fortunate enough to drink the clan chief's jar of wine is already a great opportunity.

This also counts as the Iron Peak Clan Chief returning the favor.

Since you have made such delicious dishes, I will naturally not shortchange you.

Under the old man and sturdy fellow's constant winking and eye signals, Ye Zhangqing smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, clan chief."

"Sit down."

As for Tianlin and Miao Qianqian, they naturally didn't have this treatment; the Iron Peak Clan Chief didn't speak, and the two could only obediently stand behind Ye Zhangqing.

After the three sat down, the Iron Peak Clan Chief immediately opened the seal of the wine jar, and in an instant, a rich wine aroma wafted over.

Ye Zhangqing and the two others, who had the lowest cultivation, merely smelling this aroma made them feel that the Línglì within their bodies had already become active.

It was as if they had refined a considerable amount of Xiūliàn pills.

Indeed, it's a good thing; if one could take a sip, then….

Tianlin gazed intently at that jar of fine wine; what the elders had said earlier was likewise not an exaggeration.

It's a pity, but Tianlin and the others indeed lacked this fortune; the Iron Peak Clan Chief remained silent, so the two could only stare longingly.

As for Ye Zhangqing, the Iron Peak Clan Chief personally poured him a cup first, still smiling as he said.

"Try it."

"Good."

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing didn't hesitate, raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

The fine wine entered his belly, and immediately he felt a warm current coursing through his body, making him extremely comfortable.

The Línglì throughout his body was also mobilized; every crevice of his flesh seemed to be nourished by a gentle force, making him utterly comfortable.

This feast lasted several Shíchén.

The Iron Peak Clan Chief was not stingy either; the entire jar of fine wine was drunk dry by the few of them.

Even Tianlin and Miao Qianqian got to share a cup.

When Ye Zhangqing was leaving, he was carried out by two members of the Iron Peak tribe.