Chapter 236

Moreover, Master has guaranteed that her cultivation will not fall behind.

Showing a flash of excitement, Ao Ling hurriedly bowed and said: "Thank you, Master, for your teachings. Your disciple will surely study cooking diligently and will not disappoint you."

That's about right, Chen Nuo nodded.

Watching Ao Ling bow, Chen Nuo sighed helplessly in his heart, this disciple is truly stubborn.

Although he said some misleading things, in the end, the effect was not deceptive.

Ao Ling's cultivation speed will absolutely not slow down.

"Still dazed? Hurry up and pick up the bowls, chopsticks, and plates to wash?"

"Oh oh, okay"

Ao Ling hurriedly got busy, washing and rinsing.

Although Ao Ling is a princess in the Dragon Palace, living in comfort, yet wanting to learn cooking, how could she manage without doing some menial work? Just as she was about to say more, Chen Nuo suddenly froze—someone else had arrived.

"Is this really the place?"

Yaochi gazed at the elegantly decorated building before her and murmured softly in her heart.

Sun Wukong didn't say Chaos Residence was a thatched hut, did he? But this white-walled, black-tiled place—surely it's a wooden hut? Still, the sign clearly reads Chaos Residence, no mistake; might as well go in and see.

Yaochi secretly nodded.

As for this sign, Yaochi had no particular opinion—after all, being able to teach someone like Sun Wukong, such a monkey genius, one wouldn't expect an ordinary person.

Yaochi had no intention of revealing her identity, so this visit came without elaborate attire or a retinue of immortal attendants.

After all, she came to eat, not to put on airs as the Queen Mother.

Yaochi merely changed into a pure purple skirt; purple is the most difficult color to wear well.

Yet the aura Yaochi unconsciously emanated perfectly complemented this outfit.

Without lingering, she strode gracefully into Chaos Residence, and Yaochi was instantly drawn to its classical, exquisite decor.

Though it doesn't look particularly luxurious, it still has great taste.

When she returns, she'll have a hall decorated just like this, Yaochi thought to herself.

Besides, as the Queen Mother, she has plenty of money—moreover, public funds are available, and there's also the God of Wealth.

"What would you like to eat?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind.

Yaochi turned around.

A new face, huh—don't know which immortal this is, Chen Nuo secretly nodded.

Anyone who can find this place isn't ordinary; their cultivation is at least that of a Prepared Saint—truly remarkable.

However, Chen Nuo reviewed the traits in his mind and still couldn't match them to any figure from mythology.

"What do you have to eat here?"

Seeing Chen Nuo's appearance, Yaochi was slightly surprised—could this be the Xiao Er of Chaos Residence? Such a handsome person doing menial work—truly a waste of talent, Yaochi thought.

She didn't guess Chen Nuo might be the owner of Chaos Residence, because he looks far too young.

Usually, those who act as masters like to let themselves be seen with long, flowing whiskers, for it's very persuasive.

Chen Nuo brought out the menu with images and placed it before Yaochi: "Choose for yourself."

Chen Nuo didn't lose his composure just because the visitor was an exquisite beauty.

Again, it's Yang Chan and the Three Ladies—he's aesthetically fatigued. Taking the menu, Yaochi was instantly captivated by the lifelike, exquisite dishes in the pictures, her heart stirred.

Each flawless temptingly dish was like a small hammer hidden in Yaochi's heart, pounding away, making her eager to try.

"I want this one, this one, and this one."

"And that one too."

Yaochi's slender fingers pointed at each item on the menu one by one.

Finally, she stopped caring—after finishing the menu, Yaochi clasped her hands and said satisfied: "One portion of each, please."

Chen Nuo chuckled—didn't expect another extravagant one, and unlike Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming is wealthy, yet stingy; this woman, however, exudes grandeur from her very bones, utterly disregarding trivial wealth.

Naturally noble, yet not vulgar in flattery.

But no matter how rich, rules are rules—unless like Zhao Gongming, who, after one round of manipulation, turned one meal's cost into twenty or thirty, also unmatched.

"Sorry, our shop's rule: only one dish per meal."

Chen Nuo shook his head, giving a firm refusal.

Oh, I see—Yaochi felt a bit reluctant.

Every dish on the menu looks so delicious—why can I only have one? But after all, this is the place of that mysterious powerful one—rudeness is unacceptable.

Yaochi didn't say much more,

flipping back and forth on the menu, she finally settled on one.

"Give me… give me one portion of this Flying Dragon Soup."

Yaochi had just spoken two words when she immediately corrected herself.

Chen Nuo didn't mind.

"Pay first—just place your hand on that crystal ball."

Hearing this, Yaochi nodded, though puzzled, she complied; after receiving the confidence feedback, Yaochi was utterly dazed.

A nine-thousand-year-old peach? Is this the meal fee? Compared to Yaochi's shock, Chen Nuo was also startled—charging peaches? The system's fee standard certainly wouldn't be baseless; it would surely charge what the customer can afford, what they can use to pay with peaches—…raising an eyebrow, he seemed to have guessed the visitor's identity.

Yaochi snapped back to awareness, her heart slightly annoyed—playing mystical tricks.

Wanting a nine-thousand-year-old peach for one meal—could it be she thinks I'm easy to bully? But she forced herself to suppress it, since she came to experience Chaos Residence's dishes and to probe the truth.

Just leaving like this—what's the matter? This time, she accepted it.

If the dishes at Chaos Residence aren't worth it, she definitely won't come again.

As for causing trouble, it's better to forget it—anyone who could train the monkey to that level absolutely isn't beneath her Prepared Saint cultivation.

There's no need to escalate things.

With a flip of her bare hand, a large, juicy peach appeared in her palm.

Chen Nuo glanced at it, and it seemed this peach was inferior to the ones in his backyard by quite a bit.

There's no way around it—the plot in his backyard is a system-produced item, its effects astonishing; it simply can't compare to the artificially nurtured immortal soil of Yaochi's Peach Garden.

Immediately, the large peach was sucked into the crystal ball.

"The Flying Dragon Soup will be ready shortly—please find a seat and wait patiently."

Chen Nuo greeted her, then turned to head to the back kitchen.

Yaochi nodded repeatedly, then couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Er, where's your boss?"

This time she came not only to taste the food, but also to see for herself the master Sun Wukong spoke of.

Shop assistant Xiao Er? Chen Nuo stopped in his tracks, a look of speechlessness on his face—does his disguise really suck that bad? He turned around, facing Yaochi, who radiated a thirst for knowledge, and Chen Nuo said calmly: "I am the manager of Chaos Residence.

Yaochi: "???"

Is he the manager? Yaochi was utterly shocked.

She had thought this person was the shop assistant!

And he's this young? Instinctively, Yaochi used her mana to probe Chen Nuo's cultivation.

It was as vast and boundless as Chaos itself, leaving her somewhat startled.

How could this be!

Yaochi hastily withdrew her mana at top speed, her face full of apprehension.

With her Prepared Saint-level mana, she couldn't discern any depth at all—clearly appearing ordinary, yet once she probed with mana, it turned out this terrifying!

She had only felt this sensation before on the bodies of Holy Persons and Dao Ancestor Lao Ye.

Terrifying beyond measure!

The resentment in her heart instantly vanished like smoke.