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Chapter 161

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"Master, what is this..." Sun Wukong was puzzled—could it be that Master had changed his mind and taken the pot back?

"Bring the chopsticks, just hand me this soup pot like this—how am I supposed to eat it?"

Chen Nuo was somewhat helpless; this disciple of his, one moment he looked monkey-like and alert, the next he seemed absent-minded.

A flash of embarrassment crossed Sun Wukong's face—he had just finished making Buddha Jumps Over the Wall too hastily!

He actually forgot about this, just now he was still wondering why Master hadn't opened his mouth to eat the dish he made?

"I'm coming right away!" Sun Wukong rushed into the back kitchen in a hurry, not only taking the chopsticks but also serving two bowls of rice.

Let's just make do with this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall for breakfast today, Sun Wukong thought.

"I don't know why the Lady insists on finding that monkey?"

In the sky, Xuan Feng flew while muttering to herself—the Lady hasn't seen outsiders in a long time, so why today did she make an exception for a mere monkey?

Xuan Feng was quite puzzled.

But after all, the Lady has spoken, so she could only comply—though a hint of worry appeared on Xuan Feng's lovely face.

If that monkey simply refuses to come, there's nothing she can do—facing Chen the shopkeeper, she could hardly possibly seize the monkey by force!

She felt that if she truly did such a thing, Chen the shopkeeper would dare to treat her as an ingredient and cook her—just how terrifying.

She always had a feeling that although Chen the shopkeeper didn't ask in detail, he knew her origins, knew she had a Holy Person backing her, yet still acted normally—one could imagine Chen the shopkeeper wasn't particularly fearful of the Lady.

Combined with the Lady's praise of Chen the shopkeeper and this divine communication awakening ability, one could imagine just how unfathomably deep Chen the shopkeeper truly was.

Even if you gave her a hundred courages, she wouldn't dare to offend him—plus, the Lady had instructed her to bring back the recipe, and if it were a non-saleable item, she'd have no way!

Xuan Feng's face turned bitter, she was greatly embarrassed—now she could only take things step by step.

Regardless of whether it could succeed or not, as long as she brought back everything the Lady wanted to eat, there should be no major problem.

Thinking this, Xuan Feng suddenly accelerated toward the Chaos Residence's direction and sped off.

Xuan Feng's true form is that of a phoenix—even in human form, her speed is not to be underestimated, and shortly after she arrived at the Chaos Residence.

Xuan Feng took a deep breath, paused for a moment, yet still mustered the courage to push the door and enter—just as she stepped inside, she was entranced by the heart-penetrating aroma.

She directly cast aside her earlier worries to the back of her mind, took a deep breath, and Xuan Feng's face showed intoxication.

"How fragrant this aroma is!" She couldn't help but exclaim.

Focused, she saw Chen Nuo sitting in a chair in the dining hall, and Sun Wukong clearing the bowls and chopsticks.

Xuan Feng hurriedly bowed respectfully: "Xuan Feng pays respects to Chen the shopkeeper!"

"Hmm." Chen Nuo lightly nodded in response, yet a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes—good partner, not much later than yesterday!

Seeing the arrival, Sun Wukong also grinned: "I thought it was someone else—turns out it's you! At mealtime, you're always the most impatient, little phoenix, coming this early every day!"

Is it really her choice to come this early? Clearly, it's the Lady who sent her!

Xuan Feng gritted her silver teeth, wanting to retort, but thinking she still had a request from the monkey, she could only give up reluctantly.

The lingering aroma continuously stimulated Xuan Feng's taste buds; she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, unable to resist asking: "Chen the shopkeeper, what exactly did you just eat?"

Before Chen Nuo could speak, Sun Wukong interjected: "This is a new dish my master researched—Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!"

New dish?

Xuan Feng was stunned—previously, Tianpeng and that little dragon mentioned the new dish, no wonder she felt the taste was somewhat similar.

Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Xuan Feng thoughtfully nodded—this name is quite interesting!

A flash of excitement crossed her face,

Xuan Feng looked toward Chen Nuo, excitedly saying: "Chen the shopkeeper! Have you already started selling the new dish?"

"This is mine!" Sun Wukong heard Xuan Feng's words, somewhat dissatisfied, gritted his teeth.

"You made this?" Xuan Feng was quite astonished—this monkey claimed his cooking skills didn't even reach one-tenth of Chen the shopkeeper's, so how could it be this fragrant?

Sun Wukong stood with hands on hips, showing off: "That's only natural."

He wasn't truly arrogant, but this little bird always acted as if she didn't get along with him, so he also wanted to deliberately show off.

"Tch!" Xuan Feng pouted, turned her head, arms crossed, standing firm: "I don't believe it!"

With this monkey's fidgety nature, looking like he could cook—being able to chop a potato well would already be not bad.

Chen Nuo smiled slightly, softly saying: "This Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is truly made by Wukong; as for when Buddha Jumps Over the Wall will start selling, please wait for good news."

"How about it? Didn't I say it's mine?" Sun Wukong grinned cheekily, proud and pleased.

In Xuan Feng's view, he seemed somewhat deserving of a beating, but her main focus wasn't on this.

Xuan Feng's face fell, somewhat resentfully saying: "There's still no news about the new dish!"

She had heard from Tianpeng about the new dish and had been curious ever since; after smelling the aroma, she was even more eager, yet she hadn't expected to still be unable to eat it.

"Please wait." Chen Nuo remained the same in his public relations talk.

Xuan Feng sighed, yet had no choice—there was nothing she could do; after all, they're all big shots, and she, this little Golden Immortal of the Great Luo, still has to tuck her tail and behave.

"Oh my, this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is truly delicious! The soup is great to drink, the dishes are also delicious—truly a top-tier dish among dishes!" Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with a hint of slyness, smacking his lips, seemingly sighing.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Feng's heart and mind were also somewhat drawn in.

"Too bad, that bird she can't eat!"

Xuan Feng: "..."

Ah ah ah ah, bullying the phoenix too much!!!

Xuan Feng bit her silver teeth in secret, clenched her pink fists, hating to not be able to punch that disrespectful monkey into the ground with one swing!

"Go clear your bowls and chopsticks, what are you showing off for?" Chen Nuo frowned, having already scolded him in advance—this monkey, getting full of himself and still not done.

"Understood, Master!"

As soon as Chen Nuo spoke, Sun Wukong's playful heart instantly retracted, and he hurriedly returned honestly to the back kitchen.

Looking at Xuan Feng, Chen Nuo softly said: "What would you like to order today?"

He knew well—Xuan Feng ordering food isn't just for herself; behind her is still a major client, Nüwa.

"Trouble, Boss Chen, give me one portion of braised pork, and also twelve jars of peach blossom brew, then..." Xuan Feng answered respectfully.

Before the words were finished, Xuan Feng suddenly remembered something, her eyes flicked to the menu on the counter, and she said with a giggle: "Boss Chen, can you sell me a copy of that menu?"

Chen Nuo raised his sword eyebrows: "What do you want my menu for?"

Even if he gave you the menu, don't even think about being able to copy it and make it yourself!

"It's the mistress, the mistress wants to use it for ordering dishes normally." Feng stammered, a bit hesitant.

Seeing Chen Nuo not speaking, she quickly added: "I'll pay money to buy it!"

Xuan Feng bit her lip, she had already prepared herself for Boss Chen to ask for a lion's share, but even if it were ten drops of essence blood, she would have to buy it.

After all, it was ordered by the mistress, and moreover, the loss of her essence blood could be easily replenished by the mistress.

"Not selling." Chen Nuo said without hesitation.

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