Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 132 Those who eat my food will become my ghosts.

Chen Xuren is still alive, yet he is being questioned by the ghosts about his "experience before death".

His mind raced, but he feigned slowness and said he sluggishly:
"I... I used to be a cook. Because I had exceptional culinary skills, I opened a restaurant in my hometown."

Everyone in the surrounding villages says my cooking is the best, and because I'm hardworking and diligent, my family business is thriving.

I've also figured out a few secret recipes, and the dishes made with these recipes are even better than those made by the imperial chefs in the palace.

At that time, some dignitaries from the capital said they wanted to buy my secret recipe, but I naturally refused to sell it.

He also said he would recommend me to be a food officer in the imperial kitchen..."

At this point, Chen Xu deliberately paused for a moment.

The ghosts couldn't help but be curious, and Cai Laozhuang, who was holding his head, urged, "Did you go? Tell me quickly!"

Chen Xu remained calm and unhurried: "I didn't go. If I had gone, even if I became the imperial chef, wouldn't that still be being a servant to someone else?"
I, however, do not wish for that. I would open a restaurant in my own home, earn some money to spend, and while I may not become rich and powerful, I would at least be able to live comfortably.

Why would I be so foolish as to go to the capital and become a slave...

"Ouch!" Old Cai, clutching his head, couldn't help but stomp his foot.

Not only did he stomp his feet, but all the ghosts sighed with regret.

"What a fool! What good is it to open a restaurant in some remote, impoverished place and make a few bucks? How is a royal chef a servant? A royal chef is an official!"

"You have the chance but you don't go, don't you know how many people are desperate to go but can't?"

"This ghost must have died of stupidity, right? I don't believe his cooking could be that good. How could such a stupid ghost possibly make food that would amaze even the nobles in the palace?"

"Ah, I knew it!"

In the tavern, a ghost suddenly clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Were you executed by the nobleman for refusing his offer and refusing to sell the secret recipe?"

This conjecture is reasonable, but Chen Xu said blankly, "No, the nobleman said that he never forces anyone or anything on him."

I merely refused one of his offers; why would he want to kill me?

The ghost sneered: "If the nobleman didn't kill you, then how did you die?"

Chen Xu said, "One morning, I was walking unsteadily, slipped, and fell into the pond..."

At this point, the entire audience booed.

The ghosts started chattering again: "We thought some really great ghost had come, but it turns out he's just a fool."

"That guy is so stupid, so boring, let's just ignore him."

"I'm so miserable, nobody's more miserable than me. Waaaaah..."

The bustling ghost market was filled with a cacophony of cries and laughter.

A ghost tore off its own hair and gouged out its own eyes.

A ghost raised a gleaming butcher's knife and began frantically chopping meat on the stall.

The malevolent and resentful auras were chaotic and intertwined, resembling the human world, yet not of it.

Standing in this chaotic scene, Chen Xu, though a ferocious-looking green-skinned demon, was surprisingly at a loss and showed a somewhat simple and honest appearance.

He is fishing.

His face showed confusion and bewilderment, but his heart remained calm and serene.

At the same time, he used this opportunity to develop his spiritual perception, continuously capturing the aura of the netherworld, and preparing to use the Netherworld Path at any moment if anything seemed amiss.

While secretly searching for the location of the so-called "Ghost King" on Pufeng Mountain.

Cai Laozhuang, who was holding his head, rolled his eyes and suddenly became quiet. He walked to Chen Xu's side and gently bumped him with his shoulder.

He lowered his voice and said, "Hey, when you were on Earth, your cooking skills were truly top-notch?"

Chen Xu said, "Of course. Even if I become a ghost, my cooking skills will still be top-notch. Why don't you try it?"

He feigned a foolish look and reached for the bag slung over his left shoulder. Old Cai grabbed him, urgently scolding, "Hey, don't rush! What's the hurry? You—you come with me..."

As he spoke, he pressed the head in his hand against his own neck, and with a click, the head was assembled.

Cai Laozhuang cracked his neck and beckoned Chen Xu to continue following him deeper into the locust grove.

Chen Xu obediently followed him.

What Cai Laozhuang failed to notice was that although Chen Xu was obediently following him, his thoughts were subtly drifting behind Cai Laozhuang, guided by his connection to the heavens and earth.

Behind Cai Laozhuang, there is a thin line invisible to the naked eye, connecting to the ghost market behind him.

This thin thread exudes a profound aura. Although it appears delicate at first glance, it is actually incredibly heavy, giving one a sense of unfathomable depth.

The reason Chen Xu changed his mind and caught Cai Laozhuang's head outside was precisely because he discovered the existence of this invisible thread.

Later, upon entering the ghost market, Chen Xu discovered that none of the other ghosts had this thin thread behind them.

Only Cai Laozhuang has it!
Chen Xu didn't know what the secret was, but he guessed that Cai Laozhuang would be a good breakthrough point.

After walking a distance ahead, the ghost looked back at the small ghost market deep in the dense forest.

The ghost market was shrouded in mist, with only faint sounds of laughter and noise drifting from afar.

Cai Laozhuang squatted down under a locust tree and called to Chen Xu, "Come, come, young brother, what's in your package? You can tell me now."

As he spoke, Cai Laozhuang rubbed his left hand against his right, his eyes darting expectantly and subtly towards Chen Xu's package.

Chen Xu's package contained two bamboo tubes of meat and sesame soup.

【Meat spirit bell, when stewed, can bewitch ghosts and make them obey your commands for two hours.

The soup's appearance is identical to that of the Ghostly Spirit Mushroom Soup, but its effects are slightly inferior, only increasing ghostly energy by three-tenths.

The reason why Cai Laozhuang paid so much attention to Chen Xu was obviously because he had smelled the delicious aroma of meat and mushroom soup in the bamboo tube before the other ghosts could smell it through the package!

This old ghost thought he was deceiving Chen Xu, the novice "ghost chef," but little did he know that Chen Xu was actually luring him in.

Chen Xu slowly opened the package, carefully took out one of the bamboo tubes, and reluctantly handed it to Cai Laozhuang.

"This pot of Ghost Ganoderma soup is the result of my painstaking efforts and the use of spiritual ingredients... Alas!"

Before he could finish speaking, the bamboo tube was snatched away by Cai Laozhuang.

The old ghost moved like a black gust of wind, instantly sweeping away the bamboo tube and retreating several feet away.

Then he couldn't wait to open the bamboo tube stopper and stare wide-eyed inside.

Whether or not anything was noticed is another matter, but the fresh and fragrant aroma of the mushroom soup filled the air of the surrounding dense forest the moment the bamboo tube was opened.

Cai Laozhuang was about to burst into wild joy and laughter.

But perhaps afraid of disturbing something, he looked around and forcibly suppressed the urge to laugh, only raising his head and pointing the bamboo tube at his mouth.

He gulped down the soup in the tube in one go.

"Wonderful! Haha..."

After finishing the soup, Cai Laozhuang flashed forward and tried to snatch another bamboo tube from Chen Xu's bundle.

Chen Xu simply said, "Wait a moment."

Cai Laozhuang stopped abruptly as he tried to snatch the bamboo tube, standing there hesitant and excited.

"This second tube, the second tube... young brother, don't you want to give it to me?" Old Ghost smiled broadly, swallowing hard.

Chen Xu asked leisurely, "How does this soup taste? Is it delicious?"

"Delicious, wonderful!"

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