Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 38: Blast the old man's rice
"Mmm, nice smell."

He just stood in front of the earthenware jar and smelled it through the jar mouth sealed by lotus leaves.

Chen Ping could already feel an intoxicating fragrance entering his nostrils and rushing into his internal organs, as if all 36,000 pores in his body had opened up.

【Food Preparation: Buddha Jumps Over the Wall】

【Production time: three days】

[Settlement score: 7]

[Analysis results: The soup is dense, mellow, fragrant, tender and smooth in the mouth, a rare delicacy]

[Effect: After consumption, slightly increase strength, slightly increase vitality, slightly increase blood concentration]

[Evaluation: Congratulations! Starting from this pot of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, you have vaguely touched upon the truest realm of food ingredients and have left the realm of ordinary chefs.]

[Perhaps for many culinary geniuses, this is an innate ability they are born with, but for you, this is already a remarkable achievement.]

Even Chen Ping was surprised after seeing this long string of text.

This was the first time he saw the term "effect" in his food bill.

If he remembered correctly, whether it was increasing strength or improving one's own blood concentration and other special effects, these should only be provided by delicacies made from soul beast meat.

And even so, the food made from soul beast meat can only provide one effect at most. For example, the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall made by Chen Ping actually has three different effects at once?
Although the system prompt text shows a 'slight' increase in certain abilities, so what?
No matter how small a mosquito leg is, it’s still meat!
Chen Ping had only one thought in his mind at this moment. This delicacy was indeed made by taking three days to prepare with eighteen kinds of rare ingredients.

Even without soul beast meat, stewing it can actually achieve an effect that is almost as delicious as soul beast meat.

So, can his Buddha Jumps Over the Wall be sold at a higher price?

Looking at the four cans of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall in front of him, Chen Ping suddenly felt a sense of heroism in his heart.

This must earn him hundreds, or even thousands of gold soul coins every month.

"Oh!"

Just when Chen Ping was enjoying the wonderful life of making a fortune by making Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, a loud noise suddenly came, startling Chen Ping and turning his head sharply.

The next moment, the door, which was not very sturdy to begin with, creaked and fell down, splashing a cloud of dust.

I grass!

Chen Ping was so scared that he almost peed a few drops of urine.

Isn’t this inside Shrek City? How could someone break through the door directly?

Or is it that Teacher Wang Yan is actually a major embezzler who has been caught embezzling Shrek funds for personal gain?
Chen Ping's mind raced, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but his hands moved quickly.

While summoning the Dragon-Touching Stick, Chen Ping picked up a pot of hot oil with his other hand without leaving any trace and placed it beside him.

"Don't take out the key, I can already smell the fragrance in here, hurry up."

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and an old man in tattered clothes took back his stinky feet that had kicked down the door, and waved his hand to signal Wang Yan to take back the key.

Then the old man's nose twitched a few times, and he followed the smell and floated in front of Chen Ping.

"Are you Wang Yan's distant nephew?"

The old man came up to Chen Ping with a smile, sniffed carefully, and showed a satisfied look.

Looking at the other person's greasy gray-brown clothes and slovenly appearance, Chen Ping immediately guessed the identity of the visitor, breathed a sigh of relief, put the oil pan back in its place, and put away his martial spirit.

"Chen Ping, let me introduce you. This is Master Xuan, a veteran of our Shrek Academy. Just think of him as one of my elders."

"Master Xuan, this child is Chen Ping. I've already told you about him before."

Wang Yan walked forward and introduced the two parties to each other.

Chen Ping had never expected that today's dinner would not only be for the two of them, but also for Xuanzi, the Honorary Grand Elder of the Holy Spirit Church. Chen Ping was well aware of the unreliability of this gentleman.

The first time he attacked, he killed eight inner court disciples. The second time he attacked, he almost wiped out both the new and old generations of the Shrek Seven Devils.

When Chen Ping guessed the identity of such a vicious person, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"Hello, Mr. Xuan."

Although he was very wary of Xuanzi, he had to give Wang Yan face anyway, and greeted Xuanzi respectfully.

After all, no matter how unreliable Xuan Zi is, at least he hasn't cheated him yet. He just needs to be more cautious in his heart, but he won't stay away from Xuan Zi.

"Yes, hello old man. It would be better if we could have dinner now."

Xuan Zi was blocked by Chen Ping in front of the kitchen at this time. He stretched his neck to look at the four pottery jars in the kitchen, and his eyes seemed to be glowing.

Xuanzi naturally didn't know the name of this dish.

But he was so anxious that he couldn't even wait for Wang Yan to open the door, and kicked the door to smell the fragrance. In fact, this action has already proved that the name of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is well-deserved.

"This"

Chen Ping was a little hesitant. These four cans of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall were limited. He and Wang Yan each had one can, and he originally planned to give the remaining two cans to Beibei and Tang Ya.

Chen Ping knew the principle of repaying kindness.

Fortunately, Chen Ping generally doesn't like to talk about things he hasn't accomplished, so naturally he didn't tell Bei Bei and Tang Ya about this matter. It's not impossible to use these two cans to entertain Master Xuan first.

It’s a pity that Beibei and Xiaoya will have to wait a few days before they can enjoy such a delicacy.

After taking out three jars of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Chen Ping had just put them on the dining table when Old Xuan stretched out his greasy big hands. Not afraid of the heat, he pulled one of the jars in front of him and tore off the lotus leaf on the jar.

The next moment, an extremely strong and exotic fragrance rose into the sky, almost forming a material mist. This aroma, which was a mixture of various ingredients, now condensed into a meaty aroma, which almost instantly conquered everyone present.

Wang Yan was still quite reserved and was able to control himself as he took the chopsticks from Chen Ping, tore open the lotus leaf, and then picked up one of the abalone and tasted it, his eyes revealing unstoppable admiration.

But on the other side, Old Xuan didn't care about this. His originally cloudy eyes instantly became clear.

With a flick of his finger, the sea cucumbers, winter bamboo shoots and pigeon eggs in the jar actually flew into Mr. Xuan's mouth along with the soup.

Until his mouth could no longer hold any more food, Old Xuan suddenly closed his big mouth, chewed a few times, and gulped down almost half a pound of food into his stomach.

At this moment, Chen Ping's eyes were wide open. He was worthy of being the owner of the Taotie Bull martial spirit. This way of eating was indeed different from that of ordinary people!

"Good! Good! Good!"

After swallowing the food, Old Xuan closed his eyes, as if he was still savoring the taste.

It was not until the distinct aftertastes in his mouth gradually faded away that he spoke after a long while, saying three good words in a row.

"What's the name of this dish?"

Old Xuan opened his eyes again and looked at Chen Ping carefully. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

"Buddha jumped over the wall."

"What a Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

Xuan Lao nodded, agreeing with the name. "Boy, I'll provide the ingredients. How about you help me make this dish in the future? As for the reward, just ask for it."

When Chen Ping heard this, he suddenly felt as if he had reached a point where he had no way out, but now he had finally gotten there without any effort.

Yes, instead of selling Buddha Jumps Over the Wall to the rich guys and girls in the college, why not consider making money directly from the old man?
Even the young lady who was doing the live broadcast knew that the old man could really make popcorn, not to mention that he was a real rich old man!

(End of this chapter)