Chapter 761

On the light curtain turntable before him, the pointer steadily stopped in one of the compartments, on which the three large characters "Kongfu Banquet" were crystal clear.

Even without the system's introduction, Ye Zhangqing already had some understanding of the Kongfu Banquet.

Compared to the Eight Treasures Banquet, the Kongfu Banquet is obviously more famous, and it has already become an important part of the food culture of ancient China in his previous life.

The Kongfu Banquet has a wide scope, used for receiving guests, assuming office, birthdays, weddings, funerals, celebrations, and longevity.

Its cooking methods are varied, mainly frying, roasting, stir-frying, and steaming.

Moreover, the Kongfu Banquet has a graded system.

There are two grades.

The second grade is mainly for ordinary birthday banquets, festivals, weddings and funerals, memorial days, and receiving guests.

It mainly consists of the four shark fin items and the three sea cucumber items.

The first grade is a banquet for entertaining emperors and nobles; the tableware alone numbers 404 pieces, and the dishes exceed 190 varieties.

The system naturally drew the highest, first-grade Kongfu Banquet.

In terms of rank, it should be higher than the Eight Treasures Banquet, but this time the system only gave one table.

Perhaps it's because there are many dishes.

There are pros and cons; the effect of a first-grade Kongfu Banquet is definitely stronger, but this time the quantity is small, so naturally not many people will get to eat it.

Regarding the experience and methods of making a first-grade Kongfu Banquet, they have already appeared in Ye Zhangqing's mind; at this point he knows it inside out.

The ingredients are also stored in the system space, available for use at any time.

"Immortal duck, top-grade sea cucumber, young son's shark fin, snow-buried smoldering charcoal, empty gate dried meat, flower basket perch, one-screen tofu..."

Looking at the dishes of the Kongfu Banquet, Ye Zhangqing also sighed, it truly is abundant.

Even though the system only gave the amount for one table, honestly speaking, it's indeed quite a lot.

Not even having time to rest, Ye Zhangqing also heard the news of the Qingtian Holy Land's invasion; he must quickly have his two grand-uncle masters, Wang Man and Yuan Cang, break through to the Emperor Realm, otherwise it would indeed be troublesome.

He gathered all the spirit chefs of the Spirit Chef Alliance, and the ingredients for the Kongfu Banquet Ye Zhangqing had already quietly taken out and placed in the kitchen.

"Everyone, next I will prepare a table of wine banquet; I need your help."

"Master of Food, your words are weighty; whatever you command, we will naturally obey."

"Exactly, Master of Food, with just one word from you we would not hesitate to go up a blade mountain or down into a sea of fire."

"Not that exaggerated; let's begin."

Now these spirit chefs are absolutely devoted to Ye Zhangqing.

The main purpose is to have these spirit chefs help him as assistants, and in many places Ye Zhangqing still needs to teach them personally.

The wine banquets of China each have their own unique features; many cooking methods are completely different from those of the Haotu World.

This is the first time the spirit chefs have seen Ye Zhangqing prepare a wine banquet.

After a series of operations, each spirit chef marveled in admiration.

Because many of Ye Zhangqing's methods, they haven't even heard of, let alone seen.

This practically opened up a completely new cooking method, astonishing the spirit chefs as if they saw heavenly beings, and also greatly inspired them.

"As expected of the Master of Food, how could I not have thought to treat the duck this way?"

"Everyone be careful; these ingredients are extremely precious, in no way inferior to demon emperor ingredients."

The ingredients Ye Zhangqing took out this time are naturally flawless; given by the system, how could there be any difference?

So the spirit chefs handle them with utmost care, preferring to go slower rather than waste even a trace of the ingredients.

As the saying goes, many hands make the fire burn high; with so many spirit chefs helping, Ye Zhangqing's speed is rapid.

He estimated that they could start eating tomorrow evening; it should be in time.

They spent the whole night preparing; the next day's breakfast was just simple beef noodles, and lunch was only fried rice with pickles.

Even so, the disciples of the Dao Yi Sect still ate with great excitement.

In their view, what they ate didn't matter; the point was that it was made by Ye Zhangqing.

But this was bitter for the cultivators of the various sects, because they didn't get to eat even a single meal.

Since the disciples of the Dao Yi Sect arrived, they have been utterly miserable.

No matter how careful they were, in the end they were no match for these Dao Yi Sect disciples.

Even when they launched counterattacks, it seemed to have no effect whatsoever on the Dao Yi Sect disciples.

They felt bitter inside, yet there was nothing they could do; after all, the upper sect's conditions were fair—if they couldn't get food, who could they blame? Only themselves for being incompetent.

Watching the Dao Yi Sect devour their food wolfishly, the other cultivators stared longingly, frantically swallowing their saliva.

Just before, it was they who were eating, but now, alas... the good days are gone forever.

Ye Zhangqing didn't pay much attention to the disciples' meal; he spent an entire day and night busy with the Kongfu Banquet.

The time was set for tonight; he also told Yu Mo and Qi Xiong that this time there would only be one table's worth.

So Ye Zhangqing's suggestion was to give as much as possible to the two grand-uncle masters, Wang Man and Yuan Cang.

They must ensure the breakthrough of the two grand-uncle masters.

Regarding this, Yu Mo and Qi Xiong naturally understood the stakes and immediately nodded in agreement.

Although thinking back to the deliciousness of the previous Eight Treasures Banquet made them drool involuntarily.

But they still understood the principle that one full meal is not the same as being full all the time.

If Yuan Cang and Wang Man fail to break through to the Emperor Realm, then the Dao Yi Sect might not necessarily be able to withstand the Qingtian Holy Land.

At that point, if they lose, they could end up with nothing.

They could only endure it; nevertheless, Yu Mo still wore a displeased face as she complained to the two.

"I say, you two old fogies, are you doing this on purpose just to freeload a wine banquet?"

"How could that be; we really did our best."

Ha, you must be happy now, this time the banquet only has one table; Ye Zhangqing kid specially ordered it, first let you two eat, we can only watch from the side.

Yu Mo is really jealous, that damn thing is a banquet, he still can't forget the previous Eight Treasures Banquet.

But this time, after finally getting such an opportunity, damn it, we can only look, not eat.

Facing Yu Mo, who was full of resentment, Wang Man and Yuan Cang desperately put on an apologetic appearance and said.

Ah, this is indeed our fault, but rest assured, this time we two will definitely be able to break through.

Not bad, if we don't succeed, we'll become benevolent martyrs.

Alright, alright, stop pretending, first wipe your drool clean before speaking.

What they said sounds about right, but the drool at the corners of their mouths has given them away; these two old things must be secretly laughing inside right now.

Two people eating a whole banquet table—damn, just thinking about it makes me furious.

Ye Zhangqing preparing the banquet for Wang Man and Yuan Cang's breakthrough has long been spread.

However, since it concerns the Sect's life and death, everyone can understand, including the Yunluo Shèngzhǔ and Yaochi Shèngzhǔ; this time they also feel embarrassed to come begging.

Although they know it would taste better, after all it concerns someone else's Sect's survival, so the Yunluo Shèngzhǔ and Yaochi Shèngzhǔ can only follow the crowd and eat some ordinary fried rice.