"I'm telling you, I just want to taste the taste of porridge with a medium-grade spiritual stone to prove that your porridge is not worth the price!" Mr. Zhao said firmly.
"Okay, just wait." Su Yu walked to the kitchen expressionlessly and served a bowl of porridge for Mr. Zhao.
"Please use your porridge slowly." After a while, Su Yu placed a bowl of porridge in front of Mr. Zhao.
"It's really just rice and water." Mr. Zhao held the bowl and looked at it. He originally thought that Su Yu had added some seasoning, but there was nothing at all. It was very simple.
"No, this rice... is not ordinary." As a warrior, Mr. Zhao has a very strong sense of observation. He can vaguely feel that the rice is relaxing regularly, as if it is breathing, as if it is alive.
"This rice... has become a spirit!"
Zhao Laohe has been to every corner of the Five Continents. He has never tasted any kind of delicacies. He has even tasted the delicacies of some strange races on the continent. However, there has never been any delicacy that can compare with this simple bowl of white rice porridge. .
"Gugu..."
His stomach actually growled, rice porridge that can make people hungry, not just humans, he is an alchemy saint, rice porridge that can make warriors hungry! Unheard of!
Picking up the blue and white spoon that matched the bowl, Mr. Zhao licked his lips and scooped out a spoonful of rice porridge. The thick porridge juice stretched out slender threads between the bowl and the spoon. The spoon spread the porridge on the surface. When the membrane was peeled off, the rich aroma hit his face, impacting his taste buds and heading straight into his stomach.
Mr. Zhao no longer cared about being reserved and put the rice porridge into his mouth...
In an instant, the porridge juice wrapped around the tip of his tongue and finally rippled in his mouth. The rice grains danced in his mouth like naughty elves. The strong fragrance impacted every nerve in him and bombarded his taste.
Mr. Zhao felt that every cell in his body became active, as if he was twenty years younger, and all his energy was awakened by this delicious food.
"Oh my God! There is such a delicious food in the world! Is this really just white rice porridge?" Mr. Zhao suddenly felt the urge to cry. He was so deep in the white rice porridge that he couldn't extricate himself.
At this time, he had forgotten everything, scooping up the rice porridge one spoonful at a time and putting it into his mouth. He had forgotten all about dignity and finding his place. He only had white rice porridge in his eyes now.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
"It's delicious!" Mr. Zhao let out a pleasant exclamation, and then the dignified Alchemist actually started to lick the bowl, licking all the porridge juice in the bowl clean.
Su Yu stood aside and watched all this calmly. Mr. Zhao's reaction was completely expected by him.
People who want him to travel through time have eaten a lot of delicacies in their previous lives, and they are all conquered by this bowl of rice porridge, let alone them. People in other worlds do not have high pursuit of enjoyment, so their pursuit of food is average. The so-called food here was at best average in Su Yu's previous life. Now that he suddenly eats this kind of rice porridge, it would be strange not to lose his composure.
When Mr. Zhao licked the bowl clean, he finally breathed a sigh of satisfaction and felt extremely comfortable.
Unprecedented happiness surged throughout the body, yes, it was happiness, as if being able to eat this bowl of porridge was happiness.
"This is white rice porridge?! It's really unbelievable. I've traveled all over the five continents, but I've never tasted such delicacies. No, such delicacies are unheard of and unseen!" Mr. Zhao's nerves were fully aroused by the delicious food. In a state of excitement.
Su Yu was extremely calm and asked: "Is this bowl of white rice porridge worth a middle-grade spiritual stone?"
"It's worth it! It's so worth it! Not to mention a middle-grade spirit stone, even a high-grade spirit stone is worth it to me!" Mr. Zhao laughed and gave Su Yu a high-grade spirit stone, "I'll take the rest. I want it! I will eat here from now on, and the environment is good and the bed is comfortable. It’s not bad to live here.” Mr. Zhao obviously also cares about Su Yu’s sofa.
"If you want to live here, you can get one high-grade spiritual stone a day."
"Collecting money again?" Mr. Zhao exclaimed, staring at Su Yu, "And one high-grade spiritual stone a day?"
"Of course, don't you have to pay for staying in a hotel?" Su Yu said, looking slightly embarrassed. His asking price was indeed a bit high, but he thought that when Dawang Mountain becomes awesome in the future, many people will want to stay here. In order to avoid Confusion, the price must not be low, it will have to be raised later!
"But if you join Dawang Mountain, you can naturally live here for free." Su Yu said with an idea.
"Dawang Mountain? Where is that place? Is it your sect?" Mr. Zhao frowned and asked, searching his memory, but he had no impression of the name of Dawang Mountain.
"Dawang Mountain is the mountain where we are now, and I am the mountain king." Su Yu said bravely, with a blush on his face, because the name of Dawang Mountain and Mountain King is really too unsophisticated.
"Dawang Mountain? Mountain King? You?" Mr. Zhao looked at Su Yu, and then let out a shocking laugh, "Hahaha, how did you come up with this name? You are so stupid! You are so young! Do you just want to become the king of the mountain and become a robber? Hahaha, it makes me laugh..."
Su Yu looked at Mr. Zhao who couldn't stop laughing, with a black line on his head, "Do you want to join? If you join, your meals will be free in the future."
"Hahaha, I don't want to join. This Dawang Mountain doesn't even have a sign and still wants me to join. At worst, I'll just spend the money." Mr. Zhao said with a smile. If he really wanted to join the force, who knows? No matter how many huge forces come to invite, they will not wait until now, and he has too many spiritual stones to spend, which is nothing to him.
"Brother Su, um... can I join?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked timidly from the side, thinking about being able to eat this kind of delicacy often in the future, she felt satisfied.
Mr. Zhao's laughter stopped suddenly, his throat seemed to be stuck with something, and his face turned red. The two apprentices he was interested in, one was the king of the mountain, and there was no chance of becoming a disciple. The other actually wanted to join the gang, and his heart suddenly A sense of desolation arose.
"Of course!" Su Yu was overjoyed and glanced at Mr. Zhao, "It's a pity that there are only two of us in Dawang Mountain now. Your talent is very good. When it develops in the future, I will definitely find a good master for you." He The word "specially, master" is emphasized very strongly.
"It doesn't matter if you have a master or not, I want to join Dawang Mountain!" Mu Xiaoxiao said excitedly.
"Ding-"
"Congratulations to the host on recruiting the first disciple."
"If you want Dawang Mountain to surpass the Holy Land, how can you not have disciples? The abilities of the disciples directly represent the image of the sect. Please continue to work hard and recruit more disciples, so that every disciple can become a legend on the continent!"
At this time, the map in Su Yu's mind changed, and an additional character appeared on it, whose avatar was Mu Xiaoxiao.
After clicking it, it was Mu Xiaoxiao's information that was displayed.
Mu Xiaoxiao, female, fifteen years old, was born with a spiritual body, has a natural affinity for vegetation, has a strong sense of danger, and has high qualifications.
System comment: This woman has a simple mind, is naturally kind, and is born with a spiritual body. Moreover, she has worshiped Dawang Mountain, and her future achievements will be extraordinary. As long as the host does not do anything that is outrageous to both humans and gods, the possibility of this woman being judged as Dawang Mountain is zero. But safe to use.
Let me go, this system is really narcissistic. What does "and joined Dawang Mountain" mean? Mu Xiaoxiao joined Dawang Mountain with no resources, no teachers, and no training techniques. How could he be extraordinary? Now that the sect has been opened, you should at least give me some martial arts secrets and so on...
"Congratulations, you will be a member of Dawang Mountain from now on." Su Yu said to Mu Xiaoxiao with a smile.
"Boy, what kind of teacher are you going to find for her in the future?" Mr. Zhao asked suddenly, dumbfounded at the side.
"I don't know. Let's wait until Dawang Mountain develops and recruits famous teachers." Su Yu shook his head and said as if he didn't care at all.
"Confused! Wait for Dawang Mountain to develop? Will it take ten years or twenty years? Do you know that you are wasting a good seedling?! And how can you find a good teacher for her like this?" Mr. Zhao was obviously angry. It's not easy.
"Then what can I do? I originally wanted to ask Mr. Zhao to join Dawang Mountain and serve as a little master, but..." Su Yu sighed.
Mr. Zhao's lips were slightly open, and a trace of struggle flashed across his face.
"Mr. Zhao, there will be a variety of delicacies in Dawang Mountain in the future, and some of the delicacies will not be sold to the outside world. You can only eat them if you join Dawang Mountain. Are you sure you don't want to join?" Seeing Mr. Zhao hesitate, Su Yu said, He spoke again to confuse.
"I guarantee that this rice porridge is definitely the lowest level!" Su Yu said. With the Dawang Mountain system, he is full of confidence. When Dawang Mountain becomes developed in the future, it will not be a dream to get the holy fruit. When the time comes, he will use the holy fruit to cook. It’s a luxury to think about.
"Really?" Mr. Zhao wanted to find a step for himself.
"It's absolutely true! I guarantee that we will have new delicacies within a month!" Su Yu vowed, and he risked his life for the lottery reward.
Mr. Zhao was a little moved. He finally found the apprentice he liked. Since his apprentice joined Dawang Mountain, it was natural for him to join. Moreover, the king didn't look bad here, and it was good to retire here. It was good to eat and live well. The boy seems to be reliable, so I might as well see how far he can develop this so-called Dawang Mountain.
(End of chapter)