Chapter 44

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"Both of you stop it!" As the senior brother, Chu Xiong stepped in to mediate, stopping the argument between Zhao Qi and the other.

At this moment, Senior Brother Chu looked very authoritative, making the new disciples feel that this was what a senior brother should be like, unlike the disgraceful behavior of Zhao Qi and the other.

But soon, they realized they were wrong. After stopping the two, as soon as Bu Zheng's fried scorpion meat came out, Chu Xiong quickly picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece, and put it in his mouth.

"Damn!!" Zhao Qi and the other immediately extended their hands, making a very ungraceful gesture.

"What are you cursing for? You two have already eaten so much. Will I die if I eat a piece to taste it? To punish you, I'll keep eating!" Chu Xiong was indeed very dignified, and he grabbed the food with great dignity.

The taste was really damn good, no wonder these two brats were fighting over it.

"Qiu Yue, try this piece, it's quite good." Chu Xiong was also smart and quickly noticed Qiu Yue's dissatisfaction.

"I'll try it!" Although Qiu Yue was a bit repulsed by the scorpion meat, the appearance and aroma of the fried scorpion meat were very attractive, and she was also very curious about what it would taste like.

Sometimes, curiosity can make people overcome everything, including their disgust and fear.

Qiu Yue picked up a piece of fried scorpion meat and slowly tasted it. Women and men eat differently, especially in front of others. Even if the food is very delicious, women will still maintain a certain demeanor, except for a few.

"Mmm..." After Qiu Yue slowly chewed and swallowed, she finally made this sound of enjoyment. During this time, Zheng Zhiyin and Qi Tian had already eaten several pieces of fried scorpion meat.

"The taste is really good, the meat is fresh and tender, the texture is crispy and soft, the seasoning, cooking time, and knife skills are all excellent. Little junior brother, are you a chef?" After Qiu Yue gave her evaluation, she asked Bu Zheng.

"No, I just cook for myself. I got better at it over time." Bu Zheng shook his head.

Practice makes perfect, and Bu Zheng was very sensitive to numbers. He could grasp the best numbers, and cooking time, knife skills, and seasoning are just applications of numbers.

"Make more, I'll take some with me." Qiu Yue said, and after taking a bite, the disgust in her heart disappeared. In the future, she might even drool at the sight of the scorpion, who knows.

"This is best when it's hot; it's not as good when it's cold." Bu Zheng shook his head. The items in the Qiankun bag are great, but they don't keep warm.

"It's a pity we don't have a food box; with that, it would be fine for a long time." Qiu Yue sighed. Although the items in the Qiankun bag don't keep warm, they can be kept warm with other tools and then placed in the Qiankun bag.

The food box Qiu Yue mentioned is not an ordinary food box. It's a kind of array device that can hold food and maintain its original state. Whatever goes in comes out the same way, and it has a bit of the Qiankun bag's function, with a larger internal space than its appearance.

However, this space isn't as large as a regular Qiankun bag. The largest is about the size of a basket, and the smaller ones can hold a few dishes at most.

This food box is a luxury item for the rich. If you don't have money, you can't get it. So Qiu Yue could only envy.

"Can we try a little..."

Among the new disciples, someone couldn't resist the temptation and started to try the taste. Bu Zheng naturally had no objections. He was here to help, and the ingredients were provided by others. He just processed them, so he had no objections.

Moreover, by getting along well, he might get more things and more help...

"No problem, everyone come and eat. There's enough scorpion meat for all of us to eat for several meals." Bu Zheng said. The scorpion was as big as several cows, and a dozen ordinary people could eat it for several days.

However, these people are all martial artists, and martial artists have a large appetite, which is an unchanging rule because they need a lot of energy. If they eat food containing spiritual energy every day, they can eat less.

Regardless, Bu Zheng started slicing and processing again. With dazzling movements, he quickly completed the preparation and began frying.

If he had a larger pot, Bu Zheng's speed would be much faster. He only brought a small pot for himself and couldn't carry a large pot around. He wasn't the type to throw everything into his Qiankun ring, cough...

After one new disciple joined, the others followed one by one. After eating dry rations for two days, even ordinary food would taste good to them, as long as it was hot. The deliciousness of Bu Zheng's fried scorpion meat was almost on par with that of a top chef, making them praise it endlessly and win their favor.

Qin Shuang had always been resistant, but she couldn't resist everyone eating together, so she tried a piece. Once she tasted it, she completely forgot about her disgust and ate a whole plate.

"So full, so full..."

In the end, everyone was full, including Qin Shuang. She wondered if she was being too relaxed, eating so much in such a situation. If a monster attacked, it would be a big problem.

So, Chu Xiong led everyone to meditate, using cultivation to digest the food in their stomachs. Since the scorpion meat was from a monster, it still contained some spiritual energy. Digesting the scorpion meat with spiritual energy made them feel very comfortable.

Bu Zheng was the last to eat, finishing the remaining mountain of fried scorpion meat. If someone saw this, their eyes would fall out. Even for martial artists, that's a lot of food.

Fortunately, no one noticed Bu Zheng eating at this time. Everyone was meditating to digest and cultivate, and no one had the time to watch Bu Zheng eat. Even if they noticed, they would just think Bu Zheng took a long time to eat, but they wouldn't pay attention to how much he ate.

Bu Zheng's appetite was strange. He could eat less or more. He only remembered one rule: don't waste. Since he made so much fried scorpion meat and no one else wanted to eat it, he finished it himself.

If it cooled down, it wouldn't taste good, which would be a waste. If he wanted to eat more, he could just make it again. It wasn't a waste of effort for Bu Zheng.

After eating the scorpion meat, Bu Zheng didn't meditate like everyone else. He walked around to look for herbs or other things, and walking helped him digest.

Of course, Bu Zheng could cultivate while walking. His cultivation methods were self-created, and even walking had a suitable method. However, the cultivation speed while walking was much slower than when stationary.

Why say stationary rather than meditating? It's simple: since he had a cultivation method for walking, lying down, sitting, and standing would also have the same method.