Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

In addition, he revealed the secret that he had discovered the Songshan Sect was plotting something, thus realizing that tomorrow's Golden Basin Washing Hands Ceremony would not be peaceful. For his best friend, he was prepared to die a heroic death, but his only worry was Qu Feiyan.

Although Qu Yang was an elder of the Sun Moon Sect, he knew perfectly well what kind of people the sect was, and naturally had no one he could entrust with anything. Just then, a young man selling guokui (a type of flatbread) on the street suddenly appeared, and his martial arts skills were ridiculously high; he stabbed Tian Boguang to death with a single sword strike.

After investigating the young man's identity as an elder of the Sun Moon Sect for a day, Qu Yang discovered that he did not have the bad habits of a respectable sect. On the contrary, he was very open-minded, which made him consider entrusting his son to him.

It would be best if Ling Chi could agree, but if not, he wasn't without a backup plan. It just meant that Qu Feiyan's life would be a bit more difficult from now on.

After listening to Qu Yang's account, Yue Lingshan's expression changed repeatedly, while Ling Chi remained calm.

He already knew about these things, but the only surprise was that Qu Yang would entrust Qu Feiyan to him.

Qu Yang is incredibly bold, considering they've only met once.

"I understand what you've said, senior." Ling Chi nodded.

"Then..." Qu Yang looked at him expectantly.

Ling Chi ignored him and looked at Qu Feiyan instead.

Qu Feiyan played with her braids expressionlessly, as if she didn't care about anything.

"What do you think?" Ling Chi couldn't help but ask.

"Me? I'm fine with whatever you say!" Qu Feiyan said nonchalantly, "I'm used to it anyway."

"..."

"Feiyan..." Qu Yang looked guilty, but hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, Ling Chi sighed: "To disregard the life and death of one's own granddaughter for the sake of chivalry... the Demonic Sect is indeed the Demonic Sect."

Qu Yang opened his mouth, but had no answer.

"Don't become like this in the future." Ling Chi stepped forward and took Qu Feiyan's hand, his eyes softening as he smiled and said, "I will teach you properly."

That means they agreed!

Qu Yang felt relieved and thanked him repeatedly.

"No need for thanks," Ling Chi said calmly. "If you have any conscience left, try your best to survive. After all, Fei Yan only has you as her family."

Qu Yang's expression changed, gradually becoming resolute. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ling Chi, glanced at Qu Feiyan one last time, and then vanished into the void.

Ling Chi felt the little hand in her palm tremble and grow a bit colder.

"Nothing will happen." Ling Chi held her hand tightly and said, "If he doesn't come back, I will take care of you like my own sister."

To ease her mood, he even made a little joke: "When you grow up, I'll find you a handsome and wealthy young man, and I guarantee you'll never have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of your life."

"I don't care." Qu Feiyan was even stronger than he thought, tugging at his hand: "I'm hungry, will you provide food?"

Looking into her watery eyes, Ling Chi nodded: "Enough to fill you up."

"Then you're in trouble, I can eat a lot." Qu Feiyan chuckled.

The two held hands, chatting and laughing, and gradually disappeared into the night.

"..."

Yue Lingshan squatted in the corner, drawing circles, almost crying from feeling wronged.

Chapter Nineteen: Who is Grandpa? Is it delicious?

Back at the inn, although he explained Qu Feiyan's background and experiences to Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, and his fellow disciples, Yue Buqun frowned upon learning that Qu Feiyan was Qu Yang's granddaughter, as if he did not want the Huashan Sect and the Demonic Sect to be involved.

But in the end, he couldn't resist Ling Chi's insistence and reluctantly agreed.

Compared to a disciple with extraordinary talent, taking in the granddaughter of a demonic sect elder is nothing.

Ling Chi was also very good at interpersonal relationships. To thank his master for his understanding, he specially cooked a simple late-night snack.

Because of limited ingredients and the food not being very fresh, he could only prepare a simple, basic meal. Even so, Qu Feiyan couldn't stop eating.

"Delicious, this stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts is really good."

"This braised tofu with scallions is also delicious."

"This, this is just a plate of smashed cucumber! Why does it taste so good?"

A late-night snack completely changed Qu Feiyan's understanding of food. She used to think that the signature dishes she had eaten in the restaurants of the capital were already among the most delicious in the world, but compared to the late-night snack made by Ling Chi, they seemed to be inferior.

Seeing Qu Feiyan eating so heartily, everyone present felt an overwhelming sense of superiority.

See? Although our Huashan Sect isn't very powerful or large, even the current emperor can't taste the delicacies made by our junior brother. These past few days, our junior brother has conquered the martial world with his military-style stewed flatbread. When they were on Huashan, they could eat it whenever they wanted, and in various ways. No matter how powerful other sects are, can they eat such delicious food every day?

No!

Therefore, you are not as good as me.

It's unbelievable that a single meal could instill such a sense of superiority in an entire sect.

This meal brought Qu Feiyan a sense of happiness.

It's strange, it's just a meal, but as I ate it, I felt that life is so good. If I could eat such delicious food every day, that would be wonderful.

grandfather?

Who is Grandpa?

Tasty?

……

That night, Qu Feiyan and Yue Lingshan slept in the same room.

Silent all night.

……

The long-awaited ceremony for Liu Zhengfeng to retire from public life has finally arrived.

Before dawn, Ling Chi carried his shoulder pole to sell breakfast across from the Liu residence.

This time, Ling Chi didn't shout out his wares. People saw him setting up a stall and immediately came over.

"Young Master Ling, is it still guokui and jianbing today?"

“That’s right.” Ling Chi smiled and said, “We’ll only be selling for today. After that, we’ll return to Mount Hua. This is a rare opportunity, so don’t miss it.”

"Huh!? No way!"

The diners were getting impatient. Ever since they had eaten Ling Chi's guokui and pancakes, they had no appetite for anything else.

Moreover, Lingchi's food has no toxic side effects, so even if it's extremely expensive, it won't lack customers.

Upon hearing that Lingchi was only selling food for today, diners with spare cash couldn't resist and immediately took out their money to buy in bulk.

"Young Master Ling, give me two guokui (a type of flatbread)."

Sorry, I'm broke... (* /ω*)

As the sun rose higher, martial arts practitioners from all walks of life gradually gathered at Liu's residence. Some older generation figures who had not been seen in the past few days also appeared, demonstrating the breadth of Liu Zhengfeng's social circle.

Some of those who arrived early hadn't had breakfast yet. Seeing a food stall across from the Liu residence's gate, surrounded by a crowd, they thought: with so many people queuing up, it must be incredibly delicious.

So some younger disciples lined up to buy breakfast for their elders, but when they heard the price, they were all shocked and immediately left the line to ask their teachers for permission.

"Five taels of silver?" The elders were stunned. Then, as if remembering something, they asked, "Is that person over there Lightning Sword Ling Chi?"

The disciple nodded in agreement.

"No wonder." The older folks smiled faintly. "Five taels it is! Just buy it."

They want to taste what the world's number one guokui, which has been making headlines these past few days, tastes like.

Just as many people were queuing, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze arrived at the Liu residence with their Huashan disciples.

"Junior Brother is indeed here." Seeing the long queue at the food stall and Ling Chi, who was sweating profusely, Yue Lingshan pulled Qu Feiyan: "Feiyan, come with me to help."

"Huh?" Qu Feiyan looked completely bewildered: What kind of help?

Soon, she knew what help she could offer.

Help collect the money.

"Two sets for ten taels of silver."

"You want three sets? Fifteen taels."

"If we don't accept copper coins, why are you carrying so many copper coins around? Aren't you afraid they'll crush you to death?"

"..."

Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, and the other Huashan disciples were all at a loss for words as they watched the scene unfold before them.

Is my junior brother's business booming?

Heh heh heh.

"Sigh!" Yue Buqun shook his head: "Let them be! Come with me."

"Yes, Master." Except for Linghu Chong, who stayed at the inn to recover from his injuries, all the other disciples of Mount Hua came. In order to boost the prestige of their sect, everyone changed into the standard equipment of Mount Hua. Although the style was ordinary, the uniformity and neatness of the equipment gave people the feeling of a prestigious sect.

That's for sure. Although the Huashan Sect has declined for more than 20 years, even a lean camel is bigger than a horse. With the wealth accumulated over the years, the Huashan Sect is still one of the Five Sacred Mountains Sword Sects.

Liu Zhengfeng was overjoyed and took Yue Buqun's arrival very seriously, and immediately came to greet him personally.

Leaving that aside, just as Ling Chi, Yue Lingshan, and Qu Feiyan were busy making a little money, a hunchbacked young man lined up and handed over a gold ingot: "I want two guokui and two sets of pancakes."

"Two guokui (a type of flatbread), two sets of pancakes, that's twenty taels of silver in total. Your gold ingot is two taels, which is sixteen taels of silver. You're still four taels short." Yue Lingshan calculated very precisely: "Do you have four taels of silver left? If not, I'll give you one tael back. How about you buy one less set of pancakes?"

"That's settled then!" The hunchbacked young man nodded, received the one or two taels of silver from Yue Lingshan, waited a minute, and then squatted down not far from the stall with a set of steaming hot pancakes and two steaming hot pot-shaped pastries.

"What a strange hunchback." Qu Feiyan kept glancing at the hunchbacked youth, feeling that there was something odd about him.

"Feiyan, forget everything else, collect the money first," Yue Lingshan shouted.

"Oh, I know."

This was Qu Feiyan's first time receiving money, and she felt a little excited as she put the silver ingots into her pocket!

I never knew receiving money could be such a joyful thing.

……

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the people queuing in front of the stall gradually dispersed, finally allowing Yue Lingshan and Qu Feiyan to relax.