His cooking is so delicious that he's become the darling of the entire cultivation world.

Chapter 13 Meat Buns

Wen Miao pulled Gu Yan to a spot next to Yun Ci.

"Yun Ci, you're here too! That's great! Senior Brother Gu, Yun Ci is here too. Now we can talk to him!"

Wen Miao's eyes were filled with surprise, and there was a hint of moisture in them.

Looking down, Wen Miao paused when he saw Yun Ci's stall.

"Yun Ci, do you want to sell food?"

Gu Yan, who was standing nearby, also noticed the strange stall. He twitched his lips and refused to look any longer.

Yun Ci nodded casually, noticing the protagonist's constantly misty eyes, as if he were about to cry.

After thinking about it for a moment, I wondered how they managed to do that?

Are all top-grade water spirit roots like this?

If he were a top, he would also like eyes that are always misty.

To Gu Yan, Yun Ci's dazed expression meant that his junior brother Wen Miao was being polite, but Yun Ci was deliberately ignoring him.

"Hey, Junior Brother Wen Miao is talking to you, are you deaf?" an impatient voice came.

Upon hearing this voice, Yun Ci paused for a moment and looked at Gu Yan.

Meeting Gu Yan's disgusted gaze, Yun Ci felt a pang of pain in her heart.

This is the original owner's conditioned reflex.

"Senior Brother Gu, please don't say that. Yun Ci has harmed me, but he's still my senior brother." Wen Miao's eyes filled with tears.

Yun Ci suppressed the strange feeling. He wasn't the original owner of this body, so he didn't have many expectations for the people here. Right now, he just wanted to earn spirit stones.

She raised her starry eyes, looked at Gu Yan with the eyes of someone looking at a stranger, and then at Wen Miao.

Wen Miao thought Yun Ci was going to curse people in front of everyone, and she couldn't help but feel excited.

Let them curse him; the worse his reputation, the happier he'll be. When he can't stay any longer, he can just go to the Xuanyuan Sect.

Yun Ci blinked. "Would you like a bowl of meatball soup?"

?

Not only Wen Miao and Gu Yan were stunned, but everyone else was also dumbfounded.

Isn't that going against the grain?

"Yun Ci!!" Chu Ziming's voice suddenly came from not far away.

Yun Ci turned her head and saw Chu Ziming waving and running over, "I finally found you! I've been circling most of the square."

A genuine smile immediately appeared on Yun Ci's face.

"Sit down, I'll treat you to steamed buns and meatball soup."

Gu Yan was slightly taken aback when he saw Yun Ci's smiling face, then looked away with disdain.

When Wen Miao saw that Yun Ci was ignoring him, he clenched his fingers and pursed his lips slightly.

Chu Ziming's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing Yun Ci's words.

Just thinking about Yuncibao's meat buns makes my mouth water.

He had never even tried meatball soup.

Hehehe, more delicious food is coming!

When the group saw that someone was actually sitting there preparing to eat, they initially planned to go elsewhere, but wanting to see what meatball soup was, they stayed nearby and didn't leave.

Yunci put the three steamers of buns on the stove and then started cooking the meatball soup.

Take out a bamboo tube filled with water.

Despite having a cleansing spell, Yun Ci still habitually washes her hands with clean water before cooking.

After washing her hands, Yun Ci grabbed some minced meat from the large bowl, squeezed it out from between her thumb and forefinger, and used a spoon to scoop it into the pot.

In no time, a whole pot of meatballs was made.

The round meatballs twirled and danced in the soup, they were so cute.

In the last few minutes, Yun Ci added a small handful of greens and cooked them until just tender before taking them out of the pot.

Meanwhile, the steamed buns were also ready.

Yun Ci served Chu Ziming a full bowl of meatball soup.

One plate of pork buns and one plate of vegetable buns with chive and egg filling are piled together, five on each plate.

Chu Ziming sat at a small table with a bowl of steaming hot meatball soup in front of him.

Next to it are plump, freshly steamed buns.

Gudong.

Chu Ziming swallowed hard.

at the same time.

Wen Miao had already laid out all his things. As the personal disciple of Immortal Venerable Ji Qing and the beloved junior brother, he naturally possessed many treasures.

Compared to Yun Ci's deserted stall, Wen Miao's stall was surrounded by people, and there were even Golden Core cultivators picking through the items on the stall.

"It's actually a Marrow Cleansing Pill! I've always wanted one."

"And there's also the rhinoceros horn; I'm just missing this ingredient for my alchemy!"

"This is... a cultivation technique?"

"What?! A cultivation technique?!"

The crowd lingered around Wen Miao's stall, unwilling to leave.

Suddenly, the crowd gathered around Wen Miao's stall smelled the aroma of food.

The aroma was so pleasant that it easily whetted their appetites.

It makes you want to try the soup.

Everyone looked over.

Chu Ziming was eating a bun and a sip of soup.

Cultivators have far stronger senses than ordinary people. They not only clearly smelled the aroma, but also clearly saw the soup overflowing from the meat bun when Chu Ziming bit into it.

Chu Ziming looked at the steaming soup inside the meat bun, blew on it slightly, and then stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Gudong.

Everyone felt as if they could hear the sound of meat juice being swallowed.

It should smell...good, right?

Everyone looked at Chu Ziming, who then scooped up another spoonful of soup, with a round, dumpling-like object on top.

As the meatball was brought to my mouth, the broth slid down into it.

Gudong.

Everyone guessed that it was the sound of soup being swallowed.

It tastes great, doesn't it...?

Several people couldn't hold back any longer, but hesitated because they disliked Yun Ci.

In no time, Chu Ziming finished the bowl of meatball soup without leaving a drop.

As he was about to get up to get another bowl, he noticed someone watching him.

He turned his head and met dozens of pairs of eyes staring straight at him.

Chu Ziming was startled.

"Why are you all looking at me?" Chu Ziming asked, puzzled.

Everyone then realized they had been staring at others eating in a daze, and felt a little embarrassed, so they quickly looked away.

Chu Ziming ladled out another full bowl of meatball soup.

They also got five more meat buns.

This time, Chu Ziming put the soup aside to cool and picked up a meat bun.

I wanted to put it directly in my mouth, but then I thought I'd drink the soup inside the bun first, so I carefully tore it open from the middle...

Gudong.

One person finally couldn't hold back any longer, put down what he was holding, and walked towards Yun Ci's stall.

He forgot to take his fasting pills today, and he felt a little hungry this morning. Now he just feels extremely hungry.

He wanted to buy steamed buns and drink the meatball soup.

So delicious.

"How many spirit stones for a steamed bun?" the man asked as he approached Yun Ci's stall.

After realizing what had happened, she looked a little embarrassed, since so many people were watching.

Yun Ci said, "A bowl of soup, five meat buns, five vegetable buns, and one low-grade spirit stone."

Yun Ci had already looked into it. The direct disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect were entitled to a fixed amount of 1 high-grade spirit stone per month, the inner disciples were entitled to a fixed amount of 50 low-grade spirit stones per month, the disciples holding positions in the Hall of Affairs, the Hall of Discipline, and the Hall of Law Enforcement were entitled to a fixed amount of 30 low-grade spirit stones per month, the outer disciples were entitled to a fixed amount of 20 low-grade spirit stones per month, and even the miscellaneous disciples were entitled to a fixed amount of 10 low-grade spirit stones per month.

This doesn't even include the extra spirit stones obtained from the quest.

Yun Ci was still marveling at how generous the sect was, giving out so many spirit stones.

It's worth noting that many outer disciples of sects are lucky to receive 10 low-grade spirit stones. Disciples who do menial tasks only get two or three spirit stones each.

However, for disciples within a sect, an ordinary cultivation technique costs dozens of spirit stones, while a good spirit sword might cost tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Therefore, for disciples who are focused on cultivation, spirit stones are not enough, so they can only keep doing tasks.

As for why steamed buns cost 5 coins in the mortal world, they are much more expensive here than in the mortal world.

Yun Ci had thought about it. Some disciples in the sect would go into seclusion for decades or even centuries, and they had no money, only spirit stones.

A low-grade spirit stone is the lowest price within the sect; it's not expensive, just right.

supplement:

One high-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 1000 mid-grade spirit stones, and one mid-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 1000 low-grade spirit stones.

A low-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 10 taels of silver in the mortal realm, which is equivalent to a literary talent.