Douluo Continent: Changing just one word ruined the entire character's persona.

Chapter 45 Tang Sanyu and Xiao Gang want to eat, but there's no food for you.

After returning to her room, Ye Lin did some simple exercises and changed her clothes.

"Sister Lin, you work so hard cultivating every day."

Xiao Wu sighed with emotion.

Haven't you heard the saying "the early bird catches the worm"?

Ye Lin answered casually.

"what!"

Xiao Wu slapped her forehead. "Sister Lin, you're still trying to catch up even when you're already slow? What chance do others have?"

"Alright, alright, breakfast is ready."

The two went straight to the cafeteria. Before they even entered, the enticing aroma of meat filled Ye Lin's nostrils, mixed with the scent of medicinal herbs.

Inside the cafeteria, Shao Xin, a level 70 Soul Saint from Shrek Academy, was stirring the meat porridge in a pot with a large iron ladle, and the enticing aroma was coming from it.

"Hello, Teacher Shao."

Ye Lin greeted Shao Xin respectfully.

"Um,"

Shao Xin nodded, quickly took out two bowls, scooped out two bowls, and then brought out two meat buns, two eggs, and two glasses of milk.

"This is for the two of you. There will be more buns and porridge if you don't have enough."

Ye Lin and Xiao Wu took two separate trips to bring the food to the table and start eating.

I must say, the food made by this food-related company is really good.

The savory aroma of the lean pork congee is incredibly enticing, with a rich fragrance of rice, the savory aroma of lean pork, and the spiciness of shredded scallions and ginger.

There's a lot of lean meat inside, making up about a third of it.

Ye Lin ate heartily, thoroughly enjoying the delicious food.

Even Oscar, who usually loves to sleep in, came to the cafeteria today. Upon seeing Oscar, Shao Xin's usually calm face immediately broke into a smile.

"teacher."

"Eat quickly."

The other Shrek Academy students also praised the food highly. How could a Soul Saint specializing in food be bad when he really put his mind to cooking?

"It smells so good."

Suddenly,

Yu Xiaogang's voice came from outside the door. He led Tang San in slowly.

He nodded in satisfaction.

"Flander did a great job; he really improved the cafeteria food."

"I really like this."

"Only in this way can Tang San's body recover properly."

"Godfather, please sit down. I'll go get the food."

Tang San asked Yu Xiaogang to sit down and then went to sit next to Shao Xin.

"Teacher, please get me two meals."

Shao Xin glanced back at Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, then continued stirring the porridge in the pot.

"Sorry, there's no share for either of you."

"Hmm?" Tang San frowned immediately.

"Does this mean the cafeteria won't let me eat there?"

Shao Xin didn't want to talk to Tang Sanduo, so he gestured for him to leave.

Yu Xiaogang slammed his hand on the table. "Why?!"

"Why aren't we getting any food?!"

Shao Xin's calm voice rang out.

"This is the dean's order. If you have any objections, go talk to the dean."

"That Flander guy, we'll find him!"

Yu Xiaogang jumped to his feet. "I'm going to find Flander right now!"

He had barely finished speaking when Flander appeared at the cafeteria entrance.

He had long anticipated that Yu Xiaogang would cause trouble.

"No need to look anymore, I'm already here."

Yu Xiaogang glared at him coldly, "Flander, what do you mean by this!"

Flanders remained calm, showing no anger.

"You said you wouldn't let Tang San suffer. I'll take care of my students, and you take care of your Tang San."

"We're eating poorly, so go and feed Tang San something better yourself."

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists tightly.

"good!"

"Then I'll take Tang San to eat well!"

"I don't care about you bunch of rubbish!" He pulled Tang San away from the cafeteria.

Tang San had plenty of gold soul coins in his own storage soul guide bracelet, and Tang San also had enough to feed him all kinds of fine food.

Yu Xiaogang channeled a wisp of soul power into his storage soul guide bracelet, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

He then realized that everything he owned had been stolen!

There's absolutely no money left!

The storage soul guide bracelet was completely empty!

He looked at Tang San somewhat awkwardly.

Now we have no choice but to eat Tang San's food.

"Hey, everything in my Soul Guide Bracelet has been stolen! Not a single gold soul coin is left!"

"You still have money, right?"

"what!"

"I!"

Tang San was stunned. "Teacher, I'm out of money too. I don't have a single copper soul coin left."

"I sold everything I could to raise the money for your treatment, and I just handed over the last 100 gold soul coins."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened.

"You're gone too!"

"That means neither of us has any money left!"

Tang San nodded. "It seems so."

"So, Godfather, what are we having for breakfast?"

"I still need to run until sunset today, which is very tiring."

Yu Xiaogang remained silent; he was extremely embarrassed.

Eating? What a load of rubbish!

What can you eat if you have no money!

His brain was working frantically.

Then she silently looked at Tang San's right hand.

"Godfather, what do you want to do!"

Tang San trembled, feeling that his godfather's gaze was so chilling.

Yu Xiaogang's soft voice rang out.

"Hey, do you think it's possible that Blue Silver Grass could also be used as a food-type martial soul?"

"what!"

Tang San was stunned. "Blue Silver Grass as a food-type martial soul!"

"Is this edible?"

"Godfather, you can't be serious, can you?!"

Yu Xiaogang nodded and began to fabricate a whole story for Tang San.

"Based on the eleventh core competitiveness theory of martial souls that I just proposed,"

"The essence of a martial spirit is energy, and the essence of food is also to provide energy."

"So, does consuming a martial spirit mean consuming food?"

"I think it's not just plant-based martial souls like Blue Silver Grass that can be eaten; your Clear Sky Hammer should also be edible, it's just that we don't have good teeth and can't eat the Clear Sky Hammer."

Tang San nodded thoughtfully, "Father truly lives up to his reputation as a master of unparalleled theory; what he said makes a lot of sense."

"Shall we have breakfast?"

"I'll eat your Blue Silver Grass!"

Yu Xiaogang quickly led Tang San into the cafeteria with an air of arrogance.

"Why are you back again?"

Flanders asked him with some confusion.

"We're back, so of course we're here for dinner!"

"If you won't let me eat your food, then I can at least use the kitchen, right? Besides, we brought our own ingredients."

Flander didn't refuse; he wanted to see what new tricks Yu Xiaogang could come up with.

"Okay, go ahead."

In the kitchen,

"Hey, release your Blue Silver Grass and stretch it out onto the cutting board!"

Yu Xiaogang, wielding a cleaver, directed the operation. As the blue silver grass grew longer, he would chop it down, continuing until he had chopped enough for two large plates.

Scrape off the small thorns on the blue silver grass and quickly cut it into thin strips. If you didn't know better, you might mistake it for a plate of seaweed strips.

"Soy sauce? Vinegar? Use less of those."

"Sichuan peppercorn powder, Sichuan peppercorn powder?"

Yu Xiaogang watched as the two bottles were frantically being poured into the plate.

"Put in more, I'll put in as much as I can!"

(End of this chapter)