CH 19

Bai Xianzhi followed the events happening in the vampire community on the internet. After seeing Lance’s post and witnessing the frenzy among the vampires, he realized the danger of personal worship. However, he was still pleased with the outcome because, after all, he had a 20% stake in the Spicy blood hot pot restaurant!

He had divided his eggs into two baskets, and this realization brought him considerable relief. Additionally, during this period, many regular customers from the orc world tried the new dishes at the TimeMoon Hotel and found them lacking compared to the taste of the Three Thousand Food House. As a result, a large portion of those old customers returned. So, Bai Xianzhi began spinning around like a top once again.

He was frying eggs and rice that day, and amidst the sizzling sound in the kitchen, a voice rang out, “Xianzhi.”

He looked up and saw Liu Qingshan standing at the kitchen door, looking at him. Bai Xianzhi smiled and said, “Qingshan, you’re here. Just wait outside for a while. I’ll be done with this plate of fried rice.”

Liu Qingshan nodded and went to the dining area.

On this side, Bai Xianzhi finished frying the egg fried rice, plated it, and walked out of the kitchen. He saw several orc races sitting in the dining area, their animal ears and tails swaying contentedly as they ate. However, Liu Qingshan, who was sitting at the outermost table, seemed oblivious to their presence.

Bai Xianzhi understood the reason behind this. When Three Thousand Food House first gained popularity in the orc world, he was actually worried. The non-human features of orcs were too obvious. Seeing one or two could still be attributed to cosplay, but when a group of them gathered, especially if they were unfamiliar with each other, it raised suspicions.

The most crucial point was that the ears and tails of these orcs could move, and they moved frequently and flexibly. It was hard not to be suspicious when seeing them.

However, these worries ended with the first encounter between humans and orcs. It happened when a girl came to the restaurant to eat shredded pork with pickled cabbage. The place was full of orcs, and one of them got too excited while eating and reverted back to their original form.

Bai Xianzhi nervously packed the spicy chicken with chili for her, intending to personally escort her out. But unexpectedly, the transformed leopard walked around restlessly in the restaurant, conveniently blocking their path. It’s not an exaggeration to say that he broke out in a cold sweat at that moment.

Having a leopard in the restaurant was something he couldn’t afford to have. How could his restaurant survive with such a situation?

Just when he was racking his brains for an excuse, the girl’s voice sounded, “Boss, it seems this little friend has been spiced up. Give him a glass of water.”

Bai Xianzhi looked over and saw that the leopard in front of them was indeed a young one. He escorted the girl to the door, and she even smiled and said, “Boss, good luck with your business. Your cooking is so good that even little friends can’t resist.”

After seeing the girl off and returning to Three Thousand Food House, looking at the room full of orcs and a small leopard drinking water, Bai Xianzhi’s heart relaxed. Although he didn’t know what was going on, it seemed that the unusual nature of the orcs had not been noticed by others.

After observing for a while, he came to the conclusion that Three Thousand Food House could conceal the non-human aspects of orcs. In the eyes of people in the Huaguo region, these orcs were no different from ordinary Huaguo people.

He placed the plate of egg fried rice in front of a girl with pointed ears and sat down opposite Liu Qingshan. “Qingshan, haven’t seen you in a while. What have you been up to?”

Liu Qingshan sighed, “I went back to my hometown with my parents recently. My grandmother’s health wasn’t good, so we planned to visit her. But who would have thought she tripped and passed away…”

Bai Xianzhi comforted him, “My condolences. Everyone goes through something like this at some point.”

“We can only think that way,” Liu Qingshan smiled bitterly. Suddenly, he remembered something. “By the way, Xianzhi, these are three mushrooms we bought in our hometown. We brought them for you to taste.”

In a transparent plastic bag were several grayish-white mushrooms. Bai Xianzhi accepted them and said, “Thank you. It’s almost noon. I’ll cook a pork slice soup right away. Take it back and let your uncle and aunt taste it.”

Liu Qingshan quickly declined, “No need, no need. These three mushrooms are specifically for you. If I bring a bowl back, what would it mean? I’ll take my leave now.”

After saying that, he quickly got up and left. Bai Xianzhi smiled, carrying the three mushrooms to the kitchen.

The grayish-white mushrooms in the sink had started to open up, and some edges were slightly broken due to compression. However, it didn’t affect the freshness of the three mushrooms. They weighed about a pound, not a large quantity. These mushrooms were wild chicken mushrooms found in rural areas, not cultivated, so they couldn’t be supplied in large quantities. They were good for fresh consumption, but not for selling.

In fact, the three mushrooms were a type of Flammulina velutipes, delicious in taste and high in nutritional value. They were named “three mushrooms” because after finding one bunch of Flammulina velutipes in the countryside, two additional bunches could often be found nearby.

During the rainy season in summer, it was common to find three consecutive bunches of Flammulina velutipes near rural fields, making them the favorite wild mushrooms of rural people.

Only the “three mushrooms” were safe to eat among wild mushrooms in the countryside. It was difficult to identify other mushroom varieties, and only the older generation who had experienced famine could recognize more safely edible mushroom species. However, not every household had such elderly people with good eyesight, and thus there were often cases in rural areas where a whole family died after eating wild mushrooms.

With the development of the internet, these examples spread rapidly. In order to ensure safety, rural areas are reluctant to eat any wild mushrooms. Nowadays, there are only a few types of wild mushrooms that people dare to eat, and “Three Mushroom” is one of them.

Clean the Three Mushrooms, remove the roots, gently squeeze out the water, and tear them into strips, placing them in a bowl. Take the pork and slice it, marinate it with starch, a little salt, ginger, and cooking wine for a few minutes.

Pour water into a pot and bring it to a boil. Add the Three Mushrooms to the boiling water and add a little lard to the soup to make it more smooth and delicious. When the Three mushrooms are half-cooked, add the pork slices and finally sprinkle a little salt. Turn off the heat and pour it into a bowl. Garnish with a few spring onions. The delicious and elegant Three Mushroom and pork soup stands out among the spicy flavors.

“What is this?”

Bai Xianzhi looked up and saw someone standing at the door. He didn’t even notice the person. The person had silver hair tied up at the back of his head. He instantly remembered the person’s identity—Feng Ye, the younger uncle of Feng Baoer and Feng Beier.

“Mr. Feng,” Bai Xianzhi smiled slightly, “May I ask why you’re here this time?”

Feng Ye replied calmly, “I’m here to eat.”

Covering the Three Mushroom and pork soup, Bai Xianzhi smiled, “Then, Mr. Feng, what dish would you like to order?”

Feng Ye noticed his actions and looked at the covered Three Mushroom and pork soup, saying, “This.”

This?

The corner of Bai Xianzhi’s eyes twitched for a moment. “Mr. Feng, the temporal power contained in this dish is very minimal and does not meet the standards of Three Thousand Food House.”

Feng Ye didn’t mind and said, “I don’t need temporal power.”

Alright, Bai Xianzhi was now certain that Feng Ye couldn’t read other people’s expressions. The act of covering the dish and refusing to serve it both indicated his rejection, but Feng Ye still insisted on eating it. However, the customer is god, and since it had come to this point, Bai Xianzhi had no choice but to reluctantly accept it.

He placed the Three Mushroom and pork soup in front of Feng Ye and said calmly, “Please enjoy.”

Turning back to the kitchen, fortunately, there was still half of the Three Mushroom left. Bai Xianzhi cooked himself another bowl of soup and just as he was about to start eating his rice, Feng Ye appeared at the kitchen door again. “Are you finished? Is there more?” he asked.

Bai Xianzhi took a deep breath, set down his bowl, and forced a smile. “I’m sorry, Mr. Feng. The ingredients were given to me by someone else, and this portion is for my dinner. There’s none left.”

Feng Ye nodded and placed a hundred time coins on the table. He pondered for a moment and asked, “Can I recharge here? It’s troublesome to do it one by one.”

As a professional in the business, Bai Xianzhi displayed his professionalism, set aside his bowl, and contemplated for a moment. “Yes, Mr. Feng. How much would you like to recharge?”

Feng Ye replied, “Let’s start with a hundred thousand.”

A hundred… a hundred thousand?

Bai Xianzhi’s hand trembled, and he chuckled awkwardly. “I can’t recharge that much. The items in my shop aren’t that expensive.” How long would he have to eat to spend a hundred thousand?

Feng Ye furrowed his brow. “A hundred thousand is too much? But I don’t have a card with only ten thousand time coins.”

Is this guy from some wealthy family?

Bai Xianzhi forced a smile. “Then, whenever you have it, you can come back to recharge.”

Feng Ye nodded, turned to leave, but Bai Xianzhi quickly called out to him, “Mr. Feng, here’s your change.”

Feng Ye accepted fifty time coins with a somewhat strange expression. He looked at Bai Xianzhi sincerely and said, “The dishes here are really cheap.”

Bai Xianzhi smiled faintly. “Operating on a small scale, small profits but quick turnover.” Although the profit margin was anything but small.

In the inner courtyard of the Feng family in the Divine Realm, Lin was almost going crazy. The chief of the Spirit Clan had come to visit, but the Lord of the House was nowhere to be found. Although this time the Spirit Clan had come with a request, they had already been kept waiting for two hours. Was this really okay?

Lin brought a cup of tea and placed it in front of the chief of the Spirit Clan, trying to maintain composure. “I don’t know when the Lord of the House will return. If the chief has urgent matters, you may leave first. I will inform the Lord of your visit.”

The chief of the Spirit Clan was a two-thousand-year-old tree, and patience was something they had in abundance. After taking a sip of tea, they lightly said, “No worries, I’ll wait here for the Lord of the House to return.”

So when Feng Ye appeared at the door, Lin was overjoyed. He greeted him with genuine emotions, “Lord of the House!”

Feng Ye furrowed his brow and looked at him. “Lin, why are you like this?”

Lin wiped away imaginary tears. “Lord of the House, the chief of the Spirit Clan has been waiting for a long time!”

Feng Ye gave a slight nod and continued walking inside. Lin quickly caught up and asked, “Lord of the House, it’s already late. Where did you go?”

“I went to eat,” Feng Ye said nonchalantly.

Lin widened his eyes. “But, Lord of the House, I already bought the spicy chicken and stir-fried pork that you wanted for today.”

Feng Ye stopped and looked at him. “You’re too slow.” And there were too few options. If he hadn’t gone himself, how could he have tasted that incredibly delicious soup?

“From now on, you don’t have to buy food for me. I’ll go myself. By the way, prepare a card with only ten thousand time coins for me.”

Watching the Lord of the House’s figure recede, Lin felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was too slow? He was too slow!!

He was the Thunderbird known for his speed in the Three Thousand Worlds! Yet, he was being criticized by the Lord of the House for his speed?!

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