Chapter 308: Do Buddhist Sects Eat Meat? No, He Does!

"Meat dishes?"

Sun Wukong's heart gave a start, he scratched his head: "Master, the Buddhist Sect doesn't eat meat, does it?"

Chen Nuo was not dismissive: "Isn't there someone who eats meat? Maitreya ate it at the Peach Banquet, wasn't it good? The hot pot must have been made plenty."

"Master, you know?"

Sun Wukong looked at Chen Nuo in surprise; he too had heard this later from the Immortal Attendants.

Maitreya actually ate ten tables' worth of dishes by himself, with no distinction between meat and vegetarian.

As a person of the Buddhist Sect, to break precepts so easily was also something he had not expected.

Seeing Maitreya's pure-hearted pursuit of food, he had let him eat in the Imperial Kitchen at the time, but had underestimated Maitreya's appetite; after going out, he actually ate another ten tables—this appetite, he admired utterly.

"He ate hot pot until he gained divine communication; how could I not know?"

Chen Nuo rolled his eyes.

So that's how it is.

Sun Wukong nodded his head, but he still felt it wasn't very reliable.

Maitreya breaking precepts still gave him the feeling that his own willpower was too weak; such a great Buddhist Sect should not be so blatant about it, should it!

"Master, with someone like Maitreya, shouldn't the Buddhist Sect have many such people?"

Sun Wukong said hesitantly.

"One counts as one."

Chen Nuo raised his brow.

After casually observing Sun Wukong, Chen Nuo's eyes held a trace of interest; if Wukong knew what his original fixed fate was, would he still hold his current peaceful attitude toward the Buddhist Sect? Though it was only a thought in his heart, Chen Nuo did not speak it out, since he had already changed, why add to his own burden? "But if that's the case, will they not drive me out?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head, doubtful and also feeling embarrassed.

After all, it's their sect's rule; doing this also feels somewhat improper!

Driven out? Chen Nuo felt somewhat speechless in his heart; the Buddhist Sect is still waiting to suppress you? How could they drive you out? Although he had enough confidence to protect Wukong completely, it also did not mean he would so easily swallow this anger; giving them this gift of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was already enough benevolence.

At least it can let them enjoy themselves.

"So, this dish is served last, as the climax."

"This way, if they drive you away, you'll have already finished everything, with no impact."

Chen Nuo said it was only natural.

Sun Wukong: "..."

What he said sounded like there was some truth to it.

"Moreover,"

Chen Nuo's mouth corner twitched, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes: "Wukong!

Don't you think the Buddhist Sect's way of eating is too monotonous?"

"Meat is such a delicious thing, yet the Buddhist Sect doesn't touch a bite—truly a waste of heavenly bounty. If we could let them taste the deliciousness of meat, awaken their desire for meat, wouldn't that be a fortunate event in the culinary world?"

Chen Nuo persuaded with gentle words, coaxing Sun Wukong.

Framing the provocation as so proper and grand, high-end and impressive, besides Chen Nuo, who else could do it?

Sun Wukong furrowed his brow, thoughtful, as if thinking his master was right!

This is indeed a matter of great merit; when Maitreya sought him out, his longing for meat was still vivid in his mind.

This gave Sun Wukong considerable confidence; he nodded and responded: "Master, I study."

"I beg Master to teach me Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

Sun Wukong performed the salute with utmost respect.

Maintaining a calm expression, an air of a high person: "Good, good to say."

He walked up to a large pot, lifted the lid with one hand, and a faint fragrance drifted out.

Sun Wukong hurried forward and saw only a large pot of soup water.

"Master, can I have a look?"

Sun Wukong requested.

"Look."

Having received a response, Sun Wukong curiously took up the soup spoon and scooped a few times below.

"Chicken, duck, beef, pork..."

Sun Wukong muttered aloud each time he saw one.

Although the ingredients had been stewing for a long time, Sun Wukong still recognized them at a glance thanks to his rich experience.

"So many kinds of ingredients?"

Sun Wukong's eyes full of surprise, he turned to look at Chen Nuo: "Master, is this the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall you mentioned? With so many abundant ingredients, your skill makes it especially delicious."

"No."

Chen Nuo shook his head lightly: "This is just the soup base."

"Soup base?"

Sun Wukong's face showed astonishment.

With so many abundant ingredients, it's only for making soup—aren't you joking with me? Sun Wukong the monkey was completely dazed; the meaning of soup base is just soup, after all, the ingredients for boiling soup, once their essence is extracted, are to be thrown away.

Chicken, duck, beef, pork... he had never seen such a luxurious soup base before; these things, taken out individually, could each make a specially delicious dish,

let alone being suitable to be combined together.

Even the soup base is like this—what dish exactly is Master going to make? Sun Wukong's mood was somewhat excited; this scale alone shows the dish is not simple.

"Master, is this soup already ready? Then what are we to do?"

Sun Wukong asked hurriedly.

He couldn't wait to join in.

Chen Nuo helplessly shook his head: "You're in such a hurry all day."

While speaking, he lit the stove again.

"Still need to wait a while."

Because this soup, when mixed together, has an overly rich aroma, it's not very convenient when guests come, so he turned off the fire.

Looking at Sun Wukong, Chen Nuo said lightly: "I'll first tell you the method and ingredient requirements for Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

"Great, great."

Sun Wukong beamed with joy.

However, after Chen Nuo finished explaining everything, Sun Wukong was stunned.

Abalone, sea cucumber, fish lips, deer tendon glue, almond oyster mushroom tendon, flower mushroom, cuttlefish, dried scallop, quail egg... this is also a bit too luxurious, no wonder chicken, duck, cattle and sheep are only fit to be soup.

Sun Wukong's eyelids twitched as he listened; the ingredients were not merely numerous.

For example, ingredients like sea cucumber, fish lips, abalone, etc., require individual, rather tedious processing; this is merely the preparation stage of the ingredients, let alone actually getting hands-on to cook.

Sun Wukong felt his innermost being somewhat shaken; if this dish were made, how exquisite would its flavor be? He didn't know, but the one thing he did know was: to make this dish, culinary skill must absolutely be superb.

"Come, let this soup simmer first; I'll take you to handle the other ingredients."

"Let's first help you grasp the basics; tonight this will be the main dish—you'll eat whatever you can make."

Chen Nuo lightly instructed.

"Yes."

Sun Wukong firmly nodded, revealing a confident smile.

If the master taught him hand-in-hand, he had confidence in making this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall excellently.

Ao Ling left Chaos Residence, flying toward the East Sea; for Ao Ling, Chen Nuo also adopted the same educational approach.

The energy absorbed while eating the flat peach was entirely used to temper the body.

Not only did his physical strength become more resilient, but correspondingly, his flight speed also increased greatly; shortly after, he arrived at a place in the East Sea.

Outsiders might not know where this is, but as Ao Ling, who grew up in the East Sea since childhood, he knew it all too well.

This is the airspace directly above the main gate of the East Sea Dragon Palace underwater; other areas have barriers preventing direct entry.

Although she also knew the method to enter the barrier, this was only used in emergencies; as a princess, under normal circumstances, there's no need to be so sneaky.

Leaping forward, he plunged downward into the water.

"Dragon Palace vital ground!

Stop, those who come"

"Who goes there? State your name"

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals on both sides heard the sound, hurriedly took their positions at the central gate, stared blankly, and crossed their weapons.