Part 2
“I clearly saw that the disciples were worshipping you, Senior Sister Wen,” the disciple continued to lower his voice, whispering. “Senior Sister Wen, I always knew that there were many rumors about you in the sect, but I always believed that those rumors were not true. This time… didn’t you use illusion magic on others because you didn’t want them to know your true cultivation?”
Wen Ying looked at the serious disciple, and didn’t answer for a moment.
Indeed, the disciple who bought second-hand meals had extraordinary thoughts.
He had the same excellent imagination as Wang Gou Dan and Chef Wang.
But the disciple’s guess wasn’t entirely wrong.
Indeed, the disciples were under an illusion, but the caster wasn’t her.
Seeing that Wen Ying didn’t answer, the disciple naturally assumed it was a default.
He was clearly very excited: “Senior Sister Wen, you didn’t use magic on me…is it because you trust me very much!”
Wen Ying really couldn’t bear to shatter the disciple’s happy thoughts.
Besides…the explanation would also be troublesome. The disciple had already given the most appropriate explanation.
“Thank you for your trust,” Wen Ying vaguely replied.
Wen Ying’s words were not false.
If the disciple didn’t trust her enough, he wouldn’t have avoided the illusion of the mist.
“That’s right!” The disciple became even more excited. He patted his chest, still trying to keep his voice down as he spoke to Wen Ying, “Senior Sister Wen, don’t worry, I’m someone who absolutely keeps my mouth shut, I won’t tell anyone about your great strength!”
No wonder he was speaking so softly, he didn’t want Little Grandson to hear.
“Thank you,” Wen Ying smiled, and said, “By the way, I still don’t know your name.”
“Lu Xiao Jie, my name is Lu Xiao Jie, Senior Sister Wen can call me Xiao Jie,” Lu Xiao Jie finally spoke aloud.
Xiao Jie…
Constable Xiao Ming finally found a good friend who couldn’t figure things out with him, Xiao Jie.
“But Senior Sister Wen, you’re so amazing! How did you flick that terrifying ferocious beast away with one flick? I feel that Senior Sister is much stronger than the elders…” Lu Xiao Jie whispered again, “Senior Sister Wen, I heard the disciples say that you’ve been in the sect for ten years, is that false too?”
Wen Ying just smiled and didn’t answer.
Indeed, “Wen Ying” had been in the sect for ten years, but her cultivation journey was at least several hundred years long.
The length of each reincarnation varied, but after all, it was the cultivation world, and every story had a timeline of at least hundreds of years, especially some no-CP upgrade stream cultivation stories.
…
Anyway, Wen Ying didn’t need to explain her cultivation level to Lu Xiao Jie anymore, so she simply picked up Lu Xiao Jie with one hand and Little Grandson with the other, and teleported them both outside the forbidden area.
“Wow…this is the teleportation technique…” Lu Xiao Jie was amazed at his first experience.
The only drawback was that it was too fast, he didn’t feel anything…
Due to the different time flow rates, although Wen Ying and the others had spent a long time in the forbidden area, it was only a moment outside.
As an ordinary disciple, Lu Xiao Jie naturally kept the elder’s task in mind. After bidding farewell to Wen Ying, Lu Xiao Jie mounted his flying sword again and continued to search for spirit fruits.
As for Little Grandson…
“Little Grandson, I still have some things to do in Xun Xian Sect,” Wen Ying turned to the white-haired Little Grandson. “I’ll teleport you to Little Black, okay?”
“Okay…” Little Grandson nodded slowly.
After getting Little Grandson’s agreement, Wen Ying took out a yellow talisman from her sleeve, quickly dipped some cinnabar, quickly drew a teleportation talisman, and pasted it on Little Grandson.
The next moment, Little Grandson disappeared on the spot.
Wen Ying’s business naturally wasn’t searching for spirit fruits.
Since the disciples would eat breakfast after finding the spirit fruits, according to her agreement with Wang Gou Dan, she had to go and guide Wang Gou Dan in cooking.
…
Sure enough, when Wen Ying arrived at the kitchen, she saw Wang Gou Dan dejectedly slumped in a chair, not even daring to read his storybook, just staring blankly ahead.
When he saw Wen Ying appear, Wang Gou Dan sprang up from his chair like a thin spring.
“Master, you’re here!” His thin face was full of wrinkled smiles.
“Quickly, quickly come and see, this is the food I prepared for you,” Wang Gou Dan bustled about obsequiously.
Wen Ying went to take a look.
Indeed, Wang Gou Dan had selected quite a few dishes. Each one was very fresh and of high quality.
But…
Wen Ying looked at these round, plump purple onions, these fresh chives still covered in soil, these white, sproutless garlic cloves…
She looked up and earnestly asked Wang Gou Dan, “Little Wang, I have a question for you.”
Wang Gou Dan quickly rubbed his hands, his face filled with uncontainable joy, “Oh my, whatever Master wants to ask, just ask! Why do you need to be polite…”
“These vegetables…” Wen Ying pointed to the ingredients on the table. “What are you going to make with these?”
“Of course, I’m going to make onion-stuffed buns and chives and garlic porridge!” Wang Gou Dan flattered her, smiling obsequiously. “Breakfast should be buns and porridge, I know that!”
Wen Ying: “…”
She really wanted to say, no, you don’t.
It turned out that Wen Ying frying chili peppers early in the morning was nothing compared to this Xun Xian Sect’s Chef Wang.
At this moment, Wen Ying finally realized that there were actually people in the world who were even less reliable than the system.
Wen Ying finally understood why other chefs were big and fat, but this Chef Wang was as thin as a bamboo pole.
It was said that other chefs were fat because they produced and sold their own food, and it was easy to steal food. As for Chef Wang…the food he made not only couldn’t be stolen, it even affected his appetite, how could he not be thin!
“Master, what’s wrong?” Wang Gou Dan looked a little nervous.
After a long time, Wen Ying sighed, “How about, congee, can you make that?”
“Yes! Yes!” Wang Gou Dan quickly nodded.
After all, he was a culinary cultivator, he could at least cook plain rice porridge.
“Then make congee,” Wen Ying said helplessly.
As the saying goes, a clever woman can’t cook without rice. Even Wen Ying couldn’t make breakfast with garlic, onions, and chives.
“But, the disciples can’t just drink congee…” Wang Gou Dan cautiously raised his doubts.
Wen Ying glanced at Wang Gou Dan.
To be honest, the disciples would probably rather drink congee than eat his buns and porridge.
“Don’t worry about that,” Wen Ying said. “I have pickles here, one dish per person, which should be enough for the disciples to eat for this meal.”
Having said that, Wen Ying took out a bucket of pickles from her sleeve and placed it on Wang Gou Dan’s table.
In a previous reincarnation, Wen Ying was busy with tasks and had no time to cook, so she pickled three large jars of pickles and ended up eating them until she vomited, leaving only these.
She then preserved them with magic and kept them in her pocket dimension. If she hadn’t mentioned it, Wen Ying would have forgotten that she still had them.
Wang Gou Dan looked at Wen Ying’s action, dumbfounded, his mouth could almost fit a whole head of garlic.
“Master, how… how did you do that?!” Wang Gou Dan finally closed his mouth and, imitating Wen Ying’s actions, began to rummage through his sleeves. “From, from your sleeves, you took out such a large thing?”
“Well, aren’t my sleeves very big,” Wen Ying casually replied.
The explanation would still be troublesome.
“Big, too big!” After the surprise, Wang Gou Dan was amazed, “It must be the effect of high-level culinary cultivation, right! Worthy of a master with such a high culinary cultivation level! So amazing!”
… Worthy of the Wang Gou Dan who was very good at flattering.
…
With this bucket of pickles, the breakfast problem was solved.
Under Wen Ying’s guidance, the congee that Wang Gou Dan cooked was still a little burnt, but at least it was edible.
Congee with pickles, compared to the previous meals, could even be considered a delicacy.
Considering that she would have to teach this completely untalented “disciple” lunch, Wen Ying started with the ingredients and asked Wang Gou Dan to buy some pork belly, quail eggs, and some ordinary small green vegetables during the morning.
After giving her instructions, when Wen Ying came out of the cafeteria, the first batch of disciples had already finished their meal, each of them burping, looking satisfied.
“So delicious…compared to the one we ate yesterday…” mentioning this, the disciple had the urge to vomit, he quickly stopped and continued, “It’s a world of difference!”
“Yeah! We really have to thank Senior Brother Fu! If it weren’t for him, we’d still be eating that…” Another disciple also had the urge to vomit.
“However, I heard from Junior Brother Fu that it wasn’t entirely his credit, it was more due to another disciple of our generation, it was that person who reminded him, and he only realized it,” said another.
“Who was it?” The two disciples asked curiously.
“I don’t know…” The disciple shook his head. “Junior Brother Fu’s words were interrupted later…”
“Oh! But I heard just now that our chef, the reason why he made it so delicious today is because…he had help from a master!” Someone said mysteriously.
“Who is it, who is it?”
“I don’t know either. But, the disciples call the master—the Food God.”
“Wow! There really is a Food God!”
After the Exam God, another god appeared—
The Food God!
This time, Wen Ying didn’t listen carefully to the disciples’ words, but hurried away.
Because…
When she walked out of the cafeteria, she saw a familiar figure flash past in the corner of the cafeteria.
It was that familiar little shadow.
The one who snatched her cushion.
After their separation in the dungeon, Wen Ying hadn’t seen Da Hei again. She thought that since Da Hei had escaped the dungeon, he had completely escaped Xun Xian Sect.
But it seemed that wasn’t the case.
But why would the shadow appear here again? What was it doing?
Wen Ying decided to follow it.
Author’s Note:
Two updates today~ There will be more red envelopes~
Actually, I quite like eating chives, I can accept eating chives stuffed buns in the morning! But onion stuffed buns…