His cooking is so delicious that he's become the darling of the entire cultivation world.

Chapter 192 Master Zheng

"Xiao Hong, where's your soup spoon? Why are you using a spatula to scoop soup?"

Yun Ci walked over, hands on her hips, and said angrily.

A single tuft of hair on his head stood on end, bobbing back and forth.

They're all such a handful!

Huh? They're all such a handful, aren't they?

Just then, the little ginseng, who was chasing Xiao Hei, tripped and fell.

He used his small white hands to support himself on the ground and slowly got up on his own.

"Waaah...Baby, don't cry...Waaah...Daddy, baby isn't crying, baby is a strong baby."

The little ginseng's white hands and knees were covered in mud.

She got up and said to Yun Ci with teary eyes.

Yun Ci felt a pang of heartache.

He immediately picked up the little ginseng and wiped the dirt off its body with his hands.

"Did you hurt yourself? Where does it hurt?"

Xiao Hong stopped scooping soup with a spatula, walked over, and pointed in Chu Ziming's direction for Yun Ci to see.

It was as if he was saying that the soup spoon had been snatched away.

Yun Ci, who was holding the small ginseng, looked over and immediately snorted.

"Xiao Hong, go and get the spoon from someone."

Someone?

Yun Ci said he was someone?

They don't even call him "idiot" anymore.

Chu Ziming felt wronged. "Xiao Hong, you and Yun... He said if you want a spoon, come and get it yourself."

"Xiaohong, you said I shouldn't go get it myself, but should have him bring it over."

"Xiao Hong, you said someone is biased."

"Xiao Hong, ask him how I showed favoritism?"

"Xiao Hong, ask him who your best friend is."

"Xiao Hong, ask him why he's being so childish..."

Da Zong and Er Zong were making soufflés and meat and egg burgers on the side.

The two young boys were talking to the puppet Xiao Hong in the middle, one after the other.

In fact, the distance between the two was no more than two meters.

The three little ones looked at Yun Ci, then at Chu Ziming.

"You stupid idiot!"

"Stupid Yun Ci!"

"The most hated idiot in the world!"

"The most biased Yun Ci in the whole world!" No.

......

When the head of the Discipline Hall arrived, he was immediately drawn in by the aroma of meat wafting from the courtyard.

His thick beard twitched.

He could smell it immediately; it was the smell of spirit mutton.

The sect disciples who came out of the courtyard after breakfast were not too surprised to see the head of the Discipline Hall at the gate.

It seems everyone is already used to it.

After all, Yun Ci's food is so delicious that the sect leader and elders often come to eat, so it's normal for Hall Master Zheng to come and eat as well.

Master Xia and his entire family have come!

"Greetings, Master Zheng."

"Greetings, Master Zheng."

"Master Zheng..."

The disciples who came out greeted him with their hands clasped in a fist and palm salute.

Zheng, the head of the Discipline Hall, sported a thick beard, grunted at the disciples of the sect, and stepped into the courtyard.

After Hall Master Zheng went inside, a disciple from Beast Taming Peak patted the shoulder of an inner disciple from the Discipline Hall next to him, "Hey, how does your hall master usually treat you?"

The inner disciple of the Discipline Hall next to him slapped away the hand that was patting his shoulder, saying, "Don't pat me like that, you're not Yun Ci."

The disciples of Beast Taming Peak were speechless.

Watching the person ride away on their sword, he stood there waving his fist, "You want Yun Ci to pat you on the shoulder, but Yun Ci won't! Bah!"

As soon as the head of the Discipline Hall entered, he saw that the wooden tables in the courtyard were full of sect disciples eating.

Everyone chatted and laughed, and every now and then they got up to refill their soup.

The atmosphere was lively and warm.

Clearly, the disciples all enjoyed the food made by the young disciple named Yun Ci.

Master Zheng looked around with his hands behind his back, then walked towards the long table.

He wanted to see just how delicious it was.

Master Zheng bought one of each kind of food.

They then found a place to sit down, and during that time they saw Master Xia in the crowd.

The two hall masters exchanged a few polite words and then eagerly began to eat.

Xia Zixuan watched the head of the Enforcement Hall drinking mutton soup.

"Dad, didn't you say you had something to do later? This is the seventh bowl already."

Over here, Master Zheng, without even looking up, gulped down the soup and ate the tender, stewed mutton.

He ate so much that his beard was stained with a few drops of mutton soup.

The disciples of the Discipline Hall around them stared at their hall master in shock.

In no time, the bowl of mutton soup was empty.

Master Zheng then took out another handful of spirit stones.

"Ten more bowls, please!"

No one knew that he had an extreme fondness for eating spirit sheep meat.

Two hundred years ago, he wasn't yet the head of the Discipline Hall. Even though he practiced fasting, he still ate a large leg of lamb every day.

A whole leg of lamb is what makes it truly satisfying!

Since becoming the head of the Discipline Hall, he hasn't eaten spirit mutton for two hundred years, in order to maintain his image as the head and to set an example for his disciples.

After all, those who cultivate immortality do not eat grains.

At most, one can eat spiritual fruits and plants that are beneficial to cultivation.

At first, he ate it secretly in his cave. Later, some unscrupulous person spread the news that the head of the Discipline Hall liked to secretly eat lamb legs in his cave.

His appearance was frightening to begin with; children would cry whenever they saw him. His love of eating meat made his disciples even more afraid of him.

From then on, he reluctantly gave up his beloved.

Li Chuan thought he was tired of eating it.

How could he possibly get tired of eating such delicious mutton?

Delicious...so delicious...

The spirit mutton cooked by this junior disciple is a thousand times, ten thousand times tastier than the spirit mutton he cooked with snow mountain spirit water.

Master Zheng only stopped after eating thirty bowls of mutton soup.

It wasn't that he had eaten enough—how could he have gone two hundred years without eating? It was that he had finished all the mutton soup.

Zheng Tang's idea was not yet fully realized.

Just then, he heard a hushed voice from beside him.

"So the rumor that the sect leader likes to eat big lamb legs is true."

Master Zheng, “…”

Yun Ci looked at the speaker with a gossipy expression, her clear eyes sparkling with mischief, "There's such a rumor?"

"Okay, I'll tell you..."

Several heads crowded together...

Yun Ci's beautiful eyes revealed a gossipy expression.

As some of the disciples listened, their thoughts drifted away.

Yun Ci smells so good...

Ci Bao smells so good, is it her natural scent?

Wow......

The head of the Discipline Hall looked at the disciples who were huddled together, whispering among themselves.

He felt a little hot on the back of his face behind his beard.

"Alright, alright, forget about rumors. After you finish eating, go back and cultivate properly. Don't waste your time."

Master Zheng frowned.

His raised eyebrows made him look even fiercer.

Then he looked at Yun Ci, who was surrounded by the crowd.

The food that the young disciple made was indeed delicious.

Yun Ci blinked, her smile sweet and charming. "Master Zheng, do you like to eat spirit mutton? I like it too, and everyone else likes to eat it as well."

If you like to eat, then eat as much as you want!

Upon hearing this, Master Zheng paused.

The disciples from the Discipline Hall who were about to slip away nodded, "Yes, yes, I also like to eat spirit mutton."

"Yes, the spirit sheep meat is really delicious."

"I used to think that spirit mutton had a strange taste, but today I suddenly think that spirit mutton is really delicious."

"Yun Ci, are you making mutton soup again tomorrow? It's so delicious."

"Yes, yes, are we doing it again tomorrow?"

"Oh my god, it's my turn to be on duty tomorrow, can someone bring me some...?"

Hall Master Zheng looked at the young disciple with clear eyes and a well-behaved smile, then glanced at the disciples speaking in the Discipline Hall, and after a moment of silence, said...

"You can sell food, as long as you don't cause trouble, the Discipline Hall won't interfere too much."

Although the Xuanyuan Sect's rules do not explicitly prohibit selling items, many disciples sell pills, magical artifacts, and spiritual plants to earn spirit stones.

But within the sect, there is only one place in the entire world that sells food.

After saying that, Master Zheng picked up the meat and egg burger, and the ham and egg burger and soufflé disappeared on the spot.

Sigh... his image, maintained for two hundred years! But this mutton soup is really delicious, tomorrow...

Looking in the direction the Discipline Hall Master had left, a Discipline Hall disciple scratched his head.

"Suddenly I realized that the hall master isn't so fierce after all."

"The sect leader just looks fierce..."

Yun Ci sat behind the long table, holding a bucket of spirit stones, a mischievous smile on her fair face.

Hehe, so many spirit stones! They're all mine!