Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

After the disciple who delivered the food left, Yue Buqun sighed deeply, looked at the new needle marks on his fingers, touched his cheek, and squinted his eyes: "Chi'er, why did you do this? Your master is not going to eat you."

A sigh came from inside the cave.

……

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Shoot and Move On

Blackwood Cliff, the location of the headquarters of the Sun Moon Cult.

When news of Ling Chi and his sister leaving the Huashan Sect and heading towards Blackwood Cliff gradually spread throughout the martial arts world, the entire martial arts world was shaken.

This was Ling Chi's own idea.

He wouldn't be returning to the Huashan Sect anytime soon, so he needed to ensure the sect's safety as much as possible during his absence. Therefore, after descending the mountain, he began to intentionally or unintentionally spread the news that his 'final destination' was Blackwood Cliff.

Just as he had expected, the entire martial arts world was in turmoil upon learning that he was going to Blackwood Cliff. All the gangs and forces that had grudges against the Sun Moon Sect focused their attention on him, hoping that he could deal a heavy blow to the Sun Moon Sect.

...Ideally, I myself would also be severely injured.

Meanwhile, Xiang Wentian, who was trying to rescue Ren Woxing, immediately slowed down his rescue plan. In his opinion, it would be best if Ling Chi and Dongfang Bubai fought to the death, and then he could reap the benefits after rescuing Ren Woxing.

The followers of the Sun Moon Cult became nervous.

Those who supported Dongfang Bubai suggested ambushing Ling Chi halfway to show him the power of the Sun Moon Cult; however, another faction that supported the Holy Maiden chose to sit back and watch the two fight, dreaming of getting something for nothing like Xiang Wentian.

Both the righteous and the villainous were hoping that Ling Chi and Dongfang Bubai would fight to the death, or even worse, both of them. But everyone was stunned by Ling Chi's outrageous actions.

A certain town.

"Steamed buns! Steaming hot steamed buns! If you don't like them, you don't have to pay!"

The next town.

"Donkey meat sandwich! Authentic donkey meat sandwich, or your money back!"

The next town after that.

"Liangpi! Liangpi with gluten, a must-have for cooling off in summer. If you don't like it, you can have it for free!"

The next town after that.

"Savory tofu pudding! Savory tofu pudding, even better than sweet tofu pudding! If you don't like it, you don't have to pay!"

The next town after that...

"Egg pancake..."

……

Seeing Ling Chi pushing his wheelbarrow, staying in each place for three days to promote his delicious snacks and make a fortune, everyone who followed him went crazy.

At this rate, when will he reach Blackwood Cliff?

Cheating!

But... these snacks are really delicious.

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of Liu Xingyi, a high-class white-class diner. Conquest count +0.01. High-class white-class recipe dropped - Bamboo Rice."

"Bamboo Bucket Rice: Advanced White Recipe, Constitution +0.2, True Qi +0.3, Cooldown Time 10 Days."

Ling Chi smiled and saw the guest off, saying, "Please come again when you have time, sir!"

Come on, you brother-in-law.

Everyone knows you'll stay in one place for three days.

This local bully was cursing under his breath, but after taking a bite of the egg pancake... it was delicious.

……

After a busy morning, Ling Chi began to pack up her stall.

Shuang'er quickly tallied today's income and recorded it in the books.

Seeing today's income, Shuang'er smiled happily: "Brother, we can buy another house today."

"Haha, it's nothing, it's nothing." Ling Chi said dismissively, "Don't set your sights too high, let's start by earning a royal mansion."

Shuang'er: "..."

……

"What day is it today? It's so lively!" On the way back to the inn, Shuang'er stood on the cart and looked out into the distance. She noticed that there were mobile vendors everywhere. In addition to selling things, there were also people performing martial arts, showing a lively and bustling local scene.

"It's probably a happy occasion for some wealthy family, and the whole city is celebrating together!" Ling Chi chuckled. He was a person who loved lively gatherings, and he was quite pleased with the scene before him.

"It's true! There's music and fanfare over there, it's the bridal sedan chair that's bringing the bride!" Shuang'er saw the wedding procession getting closer and closer from a distance in the crowd. As the procession moved forward, the crowd automatically parted to make way for them.

"Woo-lu-wa, woo-lu-wa, I'll marry a wife who has no hair."

"..."

Shuang'er turned to look at Ling Chi, who was providing the suona accompaniment for the wedding procession, and asked, both amused and exasperated, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"Haha, I learned that when I was a kid playing with people. It was just for fun, I didn't mean any harm." Ling Chi chuckled twice and said, "I'm not a nun, how could I not have hair?"

"Alright!" Although Shuang'er didn't quite understand this kind of childish fun, since it was a child's creation, there was nothing to mind: "Brother, let's get closer and see who's getting married?"

"it is good."

The two followed the wedding procession toward the place where the bride was to be married. Along the way, there were many porters and vendors selling snacks. To try something new, Ling Chi bought more than ten kinds of local snacks, and he and Shuang'er ate them as they walked.

The taste is pretty good.

In ancient times, welcoming a bride was a physically demanding task. The groom, riding a tall horse, had it a bit easier, but the musicians who came to welcome the bride not only had to keep playing music, but also had to rely on walking for more than half an hour before they arrived at the door of a wealthy family.

Seeing them all sweating profusely from exhaustion, Ling Chi couldn't help but feel moved by the hardships faced by ancient artists.

But what happened next was quite interesting; he witnessed firsthand the detailed process of a wedding in a wealthy family in ancient times.

It was interesting, very interesting, and very lively.

In wealthy families where daughters are married off, scholars and poets are a common family tradition. Before the groom can even enter the bride's home, he must write couplets and solve riddles. After entering, he must write a love poem to express his loyalty under the challenge of the bride's best friend. Only after satisfying the bride's family can the groom carry the bride onto the bridal sedan chair.

Throughout the process, the groom's and bride's sides would occasionally scatter copper coins, drawing cheers from the onlookers.

Nobody needs a few copper coins; what they want is the auspiciousness and the atmosphere.

"How wonderful!" Shuang'er watched as the bride was carried onto the bridal sedan chair, and the groom rode a tall horse, bowing to all directions as he led his new bride home. Her eyes were filled with envy.

Which girl wouldn't want a wedding like this? Which girl wouldn't envy a bride like this?

A large hand patted her head a few times. Shuang'er turned her head and saw Ling Chi's smiling face.

"There's nothing to envy. You'll have a wedding a thousand times better than this in the future."

Shuang'er shook her head and chuckled, "Shuang'er just wants to stay by her brother's side."

"..."

Patting her little head, Ling Chi said, "The wedding is over, let's go explore somewhere else. Luoyang is an ancient capital with a history of thousands of years, it would be a shame not to take a good look around."

Shuang'er nodded: "Mm."

……

In the eastern part of Luoyang city, there is a narrow alley.

At the end of the alley, a large grove of green bamboo swayed in the breeze, elegant and natural. Inside were five small houses, two on the left and three on the right, all built with thick bamboo frames. The tables, chairs, and couches inside were all made of bamboo. A painting of ink bamboo hung on the wall, its brushstrokes bold and unrestrained, the ink flowing freely, conveying a sense of serene grandeur. On the table sat a zither and a flute.

The alleyway was cool and quiet, a world apart from the city of Luoyang outside.

A series of footsteps approached from outside, breaking the tranquility of the alley.

"Is this Nephew Zhu?" A gentle voice came from the window of the small house on the left.

“Yes, Auntie.” An ordinary-looking old man stopped and bowed in response.

"What news is there in Luoyang today?" A gentle voice came again.

"Today, the Liu family in Luoyang is getting married, and the whole city is celebrating," the old man said.

"Um, any more?"

"Yes, and there's more." The old man paused and said, "When the city gates opened, Ling Chi arrived in Luoyang. Today, he set up a stall at the West Gate selling egg pancakes. My nephew bought two sets, ate one himself, and brought one set for his aunt."

"...Give it to me!"

"Yes, Auntie." The old man handed a set of egg pancakes wrapped in cotton cloth through the window, and a fair and delicate hand took it.

"Ok?"

Ling Chi paused, opened the conquer list, and saw Ren Yingying's name prominently listed.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Seeing Ling Chi stop, Shuang'er came over.

“Ren Yingying has been conquered.” Ling Chi shared the list of conquered women with her.

"Just conquered it?" Shuang'er laughed when she saw the recipe for "Harmony of Qin and Se". "It's a concept dish! It's pretty good that it adds 0.5 agility!"

“It’s really good.” Ling Chi nodded and said, “It looks like Ren Yingying is in the city, otherwise the egg pancakes wouldn’t taste good if they got cold.”

"Brother, are you going to see her?" Shuang'er asked.

"Why would I see her?" Ling Chi asked, puzzled. "She's not my type. Let's go, there's a monkey show up ahead, let's go check it out."

Shuang'er giggled and ran ahead with cheerful steps.

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Chapter Thirty-Nine: Chive Boxes

From Mount Hua to Black Cliff.

From summer to autumn.

After stopping in more than twenty towns, and under the watchful eyes of countless people, Ling Chi and Shuang'er finally arrived at Blackwood Cliff.

Seeing this scene, countless forces wept.

It was so heartbreaking, so incredibly difficult.

Ling Chi, that damned old tortoise, has finally arrived at Blackwood Cliff.