Chapter 162: Not for Sale, But Can Be Given Free

Indeed, Xuan Feng's heart sank, her face turning slightly bitter.

She had anticipated this before; the recipe was drawn so vividly, it was clearly a rare treasure, and its daily use in the shop was immense—how could it be easily sold?

But before Xuan Feng could come to her senses, Chen Nuo hooked his hand and pulled the recipe into his grasp, casually saying: "Here you go."

"Give, give it to me?" Xuan Feng pointed at herself with both hands, her face full of astonishment.

How, simple?!

Shrinking her head slightly, Xuan Feng probed: "You're not charging for it?"

"Free of charge." Chen Nuo rolled his eyes, truly thinking him a profiteer—he too had his principles, alright?

This junk—just a bit of merit can make a copy in the system, and it's done instantly; why would he bother swindling this money?

"Thank you, Boss Chen!!!" Xuan Feng beamed with joy, happily reaching to take it.

By the way, Chen Nuo had a sudden flash of inspiration in his mind, and before Xuan Feng could grab it, he instantly pulled his hand back.

Xuan Feng felt a bit dazed—what was going on? Was Boss Chen planning to charge again?

Xuan Feng pressed her lips together; if there was a fee, so be it—she had originally braced herself for it being especially expensive.

Under Xuan Feng's gaze, Chen Nuo flipped open the recipe, casually made a stroke with his right hand, then immediately closed it, extended his hand, and passed the recipe over again.

"Take it." Chen Nuo said softly.

Receiving the recipe, Xuan Feng's face showed some doubt: "Boss Chen, what is this...?"

She had fundamentally not understood Boss Chen's action—just that one stroke—what exactly was he doing?

"Flip the recipe to the back and take a look."

The back?

Xuan Feng froze for a moment, yet still did as instructed.

Although Xuan Feng had only glanced at the recipe twice, she had long since memorized the structure etched on it—any addition was crystal clear.

Focusing her gaze, she saw that the originally blank space at the back of the recipe was now filled, a beautifully shaped soup pot appearing vividly on the paper.

Inside the soup pot were all kinds of ingredients, abundantly rich and harmoniously blended; Xuan Feng swore, having lived this long, she had never seen such a colorful and varied dish—this quantity of ingredients was simply too much!

Just what was visible in the image of the noodle soup already amounted to no fewer than five kinds.

Xuan Feng unconsciously swallowed her saliva—this dish, just by looking at it, was far from ordinary in its appetizing appeal!

But... the shape of this soup pot for holding food looks so familiar!

Xuan Feng furrowed her brows slightly, then suddenly her eyes lit up and she relaxed—wasn't this exactly the one that monkey held in his hand when he went to the back kitchen?

Could it be that... Xuan Feng couldn't help but glance to the right, only to see three large characters written boldly above: Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!

Indeed!

Xuan Feng's breath caught—this was the new dish Boss Chen was about to launch, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!

"This can also be used later, all the ingredients!" Chen Nuo said with a smile.

His recipe shouldn't see too many changes in the short term, after all—the quality of this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is legendary; being able to pull it out counts as a burst of power!

Xuan Feng gratefully nodded: "Thank you, Boss Chen!"

I never expected Boss Chen to consider things so thoroughly—truly thinking of us diners.

Chen Nuo smiled faintly, nodded without speaking—he wasn't some kind soul; the unattainable is always the best. Knowing he has it yet cannot obtain it, he can only honestly wait for the day of sale.

That way, anticipation arises—this is the most basic marketing tactic from his past life.

Chen Nuo now handles it effortlessly, corners of his mouth lifting—by doing this, when Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is truly sold, he reckons the Holy Person will surely come to patronize.

Hunger marketing.

"One serving of braised pork, twelve jars of peach blossom brew—just these?" Chen Nuo confirmed again.

"No!" Xuan Feng hurriedly shook her head, anxious: "I haven't even ordered dishes yet!"

Earlier I was just busy with what the mistress instructed!

Flipping open the delicate recipe in her hand and examining it closely,

Xuan Feng's eyes flashed as she pointed to a spot: "Boss Chen, give me one serving of peach blossom porridge!"

After eating meat and vegetables for two days, I suddenly felt like eating something light today.

The mistress's peach blossom brew is still ten jars today—so I'll just take a little less, make it two jars; otherwise, I'll end up losing essence blood later.

If the mistress is in a good mood, fine; if not...

Xuan Feng shivered, rubbing her arms with both hands—better to play it safe.

Last night's five jars I sipped slowly, and there are still two jars I haven't brought myself to drink!

Let me say this—this peach blossom brew is truly delicious, absolutely the finest of wines!

"Alright, these will be ready shortly." Chen Nuo heard her words and nodded.

As a popular dish in the restaurant, braised pork had already been prepared in advance by Chen Nuo, with extremely fast output; as for peach blossom porridge, needless to say—it's been kept warm in the pot all along.

System-produced, even if stored for one or two years, this item, when served, shows no difference from a fresh batch.

Just as she was about to rise, Chen Nuo noticed Xuan Feng's hesitant expression, raised his sword brows, and said gently: "What's wrong?"

Xuan Feng stammered, then gathered courage and said: "Boss Chen, can I take your disciple Sun Wukong with me later?"

Afraid Boss Chen might misunderstand, Xuan Feng quickly added: "It's not that I want to take him—it's the mistress who said she wants to see him!"

The Empress Dowager wants to see Wukong; Chen Nuo's expression remained normal, but inside he pondered: what does seeing Wukong entail?

Could it be... Chen Nuo suddenly had an idea.

The Empress Dowager must have sensed Sun Wukong's origin, hence her request for a meeting!

After all, originally, Sun Wukong was destined for the Buddhist Sect, yet dramatically became Chen Nuo's disciple—truly quite novel.

"Boss Chen? Is it okay?" Seeing Chen Nuo show no facial expression, Xuan Feng felt a bit nervous inside, and spoke cautiously.

After thinking it over, Chen Nuo said softly: "I have no objection, but this requires Sun Wukong's personal consent—you go ask him yourself."

Daring to let Wukong go see the Holy Person, it is because in his view, Nüwa has no reason to harm Sun Wukong.

First, Sun Wukong was originally formed from Nüwa's Heaven-Mending Stone; fundamentally, if speaking seriously, Sun Wukong might have to call Nüwa mother.

Sun Wukong's affiliation was not deceived from the Buddhist Sect, but obtained openly and aboveboard; Nüwa would not harbor any spiritual disgust or aversion toward Sun Wukong.

Second, since she wishes to see Sun Wukong, Nüwa must know that Sun Wukong is now his disciple; if it is disadvantageous to Sun Wukong, she should not think about later coming to Chaos Residence to eat.

Given this current posture of one dish prepared punctually each day and over ten vats of Peach Blossom Brew, Chen Nuo clearly sees that Nüwa has completely fallen in love with Gānfàn!

Whatever one does, one must weigh it carefully.

And lastly, if Nüwa truly harbors ill intent, Sun Wukong, possessing the Transmission Talisman, could ignore it all and instantly return.

"Ah? Still have to say it myself!" Xuan Feng sighed resentfully, somewhat reluctant.

Given how that monkey always opposes her, how could he possibly agree to come with her? Xuan Feng felt somewhat worried in her heart.

Chen Nuo directly acted as the hands-off manager: "You wait a moment; ask Wukong when he comes out."

"Pay first."

Chen Nuo said lightly, without money, just don't think he'll work; the behavior of eating without paying is the most intolerable existence in his Chaos Residence!

"Good!" Xuan Feng, familiar with the route, arrived before the Crystal Ball; aided by the Holy Person's Power of the Lady Saint, she now settles the bill without the slightest fear.

Shortly after, fourteen drops of Essence Blood paid the bill in full; Xuan Feng showed no blush, no panting—wealthy and willful!