The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Ling Yan'er didn't want to continue talking to Lin Zidie and strode away.

Behind him came Lin Zidie's arrogant laughter and Shui Qingyang's doting voice: "Why are you teasing her?"

Ling Yan'er went up to the second floor of the cafeteria. The thirty or forty students who were still in school, including Lin Yue and Xie Jingyun, were all there.

Everyone was helping to wash and cut vegetables. Ling Yaner looked around and walked to Ning Wushuang, watching Ning Wushuang cutting a piece of meat.

Ling Yan'er had almost eaten all the meat she had brought back from the secret realm. The dishes she prepared this time were bought by Hua Qingfeng, Ling Ziye and Su Hongxiu yesterday.

Yes, the spirit stones given by Ling Yan'er.

After all, it was she who suggested having a family reunion dinner, so of course she had to pay for it.

Seeing Ling Yan'er, Duan Xiao, who was washing vegetables nearby, greeted her loudly, "Hello, Dean."

Because the child was from her class and she was the one who registered, Ling Yan'er knew him. She touched his hair and said, "Happy New Year, classmate Duan Xiao."

Duan Xiao is really a very outgoing child. He will be the first to say hello to any teacher he sees.

"Happy New Year, Dean." Duan Xiao said.

"Why didn't you go back to Xuanji City?" Ling Yan'er asked, "Didn't your brother and sisters go back either?"

Although Ling Yan'er knew that many people from Xuanji City did not return, she was still not sure who they were.

"None of us went back," Duan Xiao said. "Big brother said the entrance fee to the city would be enough for the four of us to study here for a few years, so it's better not to go back."

The spirit stones for entering Xuanji City are indeed quite expensive, and I don’t know why they are so expensive.

"Is that so?" Ling Yan'er asked, "Do the locals of Xuanji City have to pay so many spirit stones to enter the city?"

Duan Xiao nodded. "Yes, so this is the first time for all of us, except for my eldest brother, to leave the city. My eldest brother said that we made the right choice this time. The accommodation here is much cheaper than in Xuanji City."

Although it was much more spacious than their previous place in Xuanji City, the overall environment was not as clean and orderly as Ling Yan'er's place, and most importantly, they didn't have to spend extra money on food.

If you only count accommodation, the tuition is still expensive, but you can eat well at school and don’t have to worry about what to eat or how to survive the year. For them, it is much better than living in Xuanji City.

Moreover, their eldest brother can also receive things from the Demon-Suppressing Tower every month, and go to Lingyun City with him on weekends to sell them in exchange for spirit stones.

"Don't you live in your own houses in Xuanji City?" Ling Yan'er asked, "I thought you all had your own houses."

"It's a rented yard," Duan Xiao said. "We don't have our own house."

Ling Yan'er patted his head again and said, "Then when you graduate, work hard and buy your own house."

"Yeah." Duan Xiao nodded: "Big brother said the same thing."

"By the way, let me ask you a question. Do all of you who stay in the college rent houses?" Ling Yan'er asked.

"Yes." Duan Xiao's eldest brother Duan Xian happened to pass by with dishes and said, "Those of us who stayed in the academy basically don't have any other relatives or friends in Xuanji City, and we don't have our own place to live. We are very grateful to the dean for allowing us to stay in the academy."

"It's your duty. You are students of the college and have paid for your accommodation." Ling Yan'er said.

Duan Xian said: "The dean is kind-hearted."

The tuition they paid was not enough for half a year's food and accommodation, four sets of junior vestments, and daily classes.

Ling Yan'er waved her hand and said, "Since the dean is so kind, you can stay on as teachers after you graduate. The dean will then assign you a house."

Ling Yan'er just said it casually, but Duan Xian's eyes lit up and he asked, "Really?"

Even Duan Xiao was there asking, "I want one too, Dean. I want to stay in school and be a teacher, too."

Ling Yan'er nodded: "Okay, okay, okay. After you graduate from university, you can all stay and become teachers."

"Okay." Duan Xian carried the dishes into the kitchen with satisfaction.

Duan Xiao continued to wash the vegetables. Ning Wushuang asked, "Are you short of teachers here?"

"Of course, there will be a shortage of both teachers and students." Ling Yan'er said, "Besides, their cultivation level is still low. It's still a long way to go before they reach the Nascent Soul stage. It's hard to say whether they will change their minds in the future."

"I won't change my mind." Duan Xiao, who heard Ling Yan'er's words nearby, immediately retorted.

"Okay, then the dean will wait until Duan Xiao reaches the Nascent Soul stage and stays in the academy as a teacher." Ling Yan'er said.

"Hmph." Hearing Ling Yan'er's perfunctory tone, Duan Xiao snorted somewhat unhappily. He would definitely stay in the academy when he reached the Nascent Soul stage.

I'm not worried at all that I won't be able to reach the Nascent Soul stage.

Ling Yan'er quickly stopped talking about it and helped Ning Wushuang bring the pot of cut meat into the kitchen and send it to Zhao Tian.

She discovered that those who cut the meat all had some skills, and the younger children only helped run errands, pass things around, or help wash vegetables.

After Ling Yan'er brought the dishes in, she walked around the kitchen. Zhao Tian was the only chef in the kitchen, and the others were just helping out with odd jobs.

Ling Yan'er walked over to Zhao Tian, ​​rolled up her sleeves, and asked him, "Can you handle this by yourself? Do you need help? I'm a decent cook."

Although the dishes that came out were just ordinary, at least they didn't turn into charcoal. The only difference was that they didn't taste as delicious as those made by Zhao Tian.

Zhao Tian refused after hearing Ling Yan'er's words, "It's OK. I can handle it. Dean, there's no need to help. There are only a few people here. Back in the palace, we were responsible for feeding hundreds of people and were always busy enough."

"There are a lot of people working in the palace kitchens," Ling Yan'er said, "and you're not the only one busy."

"Basically, they are all helping to prepare the food. There are only a few people in the kitchen." Zhao Tian said.

In fact, he only knew how to cook a few dishes before. Whenever Ling Yaner wanted to eat a certain dish, she would find him a recipe and a video so that he could learn.

Ling Yan'er taught him a lot, and he became a real chef here. Now when he goes out, he can say that he is the chef of the whole department.

He himself didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to learn so many different dishes. After all, when he was in the palace, everyone's cooking recipes were their own secrets.

Ling Yan'er could also learn it by herself, but Ling Yan'er learned too slowly, so the loss rate of the dishes was relatively high.

Using the same method, Ling Yaner's cooking is not as good as Zhao Tian's. After all, Zhao Tian is really a great chef, and his cooking is more delicious!

Ling Yan'er did not admit that she was not good at cooking. Instead, she believed that Zhao Tian was a talented player because she could make a new dish perfectly after watching him twice at most.

"Aren't there a lot of people in the palace kitchen?" Ling Yan'er asked curiously.

If Ling Yan'er had asked this before coming here, Zhao Tian would not have answered. But now that he and Ling Yan'er have known each other for such a long time, Zhao Tian is completely familiar with Ling Yan'er. So when faced with Ling Yan'er's question, he replied, "Most of them are washing and cutting vegetables outside. Just like you asked them to help, they only do the work of washing and cutting vegetables."

Zhao Tian gestured for Ling Yan'er to look at the students outside, then said, "The only people who can actually enter the kitchen are the chefs and their apprentices. Most chefs don't want others to know their special skills."

After all, no one wants to be eliminated, so when teaching apprentices, they treat them more as handymen instead of letting them really get started.

It is simply unimaginable that someone would casually take out a recipe like Ling Yan'er did.

It was precisely because of Ling Yan'er's indifferent attitude and being taught a lesson several times by Ling Yan'er, who said that this was a school and that the school was for teaching these things, that Zhao Tian learned the various formulas given by Ling Yan'er without any burden.

"Then you didn't have any disciples before?" Ling Yan'er asked.

Zhao Tian replied, "Yes, I have lost my sense of taste, but I still have my nose. Even if the palace released me, it was only because I taught my apprentice."

Moreover, as a chef, although he couldn't taste the dishes on the first floor, he could still imitate most of the dishes there with his nose. He just pretended not to know until Ling Yan'er spoke.

Ling Yan'er gave him the recipe and video, and only then did he openly put what he had learned into practice.

But to be honest, if he changed the kitchen other than Ling Yan'er's, the taste of the dishes he cooked would probably be compromised.

"You still want to teach your apprentice even though you have no sense of taste." Ling Yan'er asked curiously.

Zhao Tian looked at Ling Yan'er strangely when he heard her idiotic question. "I just lost my sense of taste, not my memory. I can just cook as usual."

He is a veteran, not a novice who needs to taste every dish to confirm the taste.

Ling Yan'er also felt that she had asked a stupid question.

Changing the subject, he said, "By the way, I've also been to a few cities: Lingyun City, Furong City, and Xuanji City. Have you heard of them? What was the capital of your country in the past?"

Zhao Tian said, "These three cities are not cities in our area. The capital of my former country was Wasteland City."

"Wasteland City? Why is it called that?" Ling Yan'er asked curiously, "The capital city is called that."

At least it should be given a name that sounds more noble, even if it is a flower name like Furong City.

"That's because of the legends of our Qin State. Before, the area around Wasteland City was a wasteland of rocks. The King of Qin led his people there to escape and settle down," Zhao Tian said. "They settled there and founded the original Qin State. Later, they gradually incorporated the surrounding villages."

"The Qin State isn't that big then." Ling Yan'er said.

"Yes," Zhao Tian said, "that is, they gradually conquered the thirteen surrounding countries and expanded to forty-eight cities."

Ling Yan'er took back her words. Forty-eight cities were not big enough, so what would be considered big?

Ling Yan'er asked, "Were you originally from Qin?"

Zhao Tian shook his head. "My ancestors were the first to be destroyed by the Qin State. My grandfather often complained that our country didn't get its name right from the beginning. We shouldn't have used the word 'neighbor' in Chinese."

"Why?" Ling Yan'er asked curiously.

"It is said that the night before the Qin Emperor destroyed our country, he threatened to destroy a neighboring country, and the next day his army razed our area." Zhao Tian replied, "After the battle was over and our Emperor surrendered, we realized that the neighboring country the Qin Emperor was referring to was the neighboring State of Chen, not our area at all."

Oh my god, it turns out to be an unexpected disaster.

It seems that the name is indeed not well chosen. Why is it called a neighboring country? If it were a different name, it would be attacked sooner.

Ling Yan'er suppressed her laughter and said, "That's really unlucky. I just didn't choose the right name."

"Who says it's not?" Zhao Tian said, "We later realized that we had made a mistake. Our Majesty surrendered, and then we went on to attack Chen. Several generals from neighboring countries also made great efforts. If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have been defeated so easily by Qin."

It was obvious that there was a serious personal grudge.

Ling Yan'er quickly asked another question, "Oh, right? I haven't found the right person to ask before. For example, in Lingyun City, which is close to us, the city lord is in the Nascent Soul stage. Does His Majesty the Emperor also have cultivation? Or is he also a mortal?"

"He has cultivation." Zhao Tian said, "As for what kind of cultivation, we don't know. We kitchen people can't go to His Majesty's residence."

Ling Yan'er nodded: "So the City Lord is also under the jurisdiction of His Majesty the Emperor?"

Zhao Tian said: "Yes, the emperor of our neighboring country became the lord of the city after surrendering."

"The neighboring country's emperor was able to surrender so quickly because the Qin emperor's cultivation level was two realms higher than his. That's why he surrendered so quickly. She has already submitted to the Qin State, so she must be under the control of the Qin emperor."

"Isn't it about watching generals fight?" Ling Yan'er asked.

"A country with a large population might have generals, but our neighboring country only had one city at that time." Zhao Tian said, "Then of course, Your Majesty would lead the army in person."

Ling Yan'er nodded: "So that's how it is."

Zhao Tian said: "Yes, but a small village like ours is only dependent on the city."

Ling Yan'er asked again, "What about the villages at the foot of the sect's mountain? Do they belong to the sect or to the country?"

Zhao Tian shook his head: "I don't know about that."

Ling Yan'er thought about it and realized that how could Zhao Tian know this? She asked the wrong person. If she asked Zhao Tian about state affairs, he had at least heard about them after being in the palace. He had never been involved in the affairs of the sect, how could he know the whole thing?

Ling Yan'er could cook after all, so she helped in the kitchen for a while until all the dishes were served.

There were six large round tables, with Ling Yan'er and Hua Qingfeng and the other teachers sitting at one table.

There were spirit wines and drinks. After Ling Yan'er came to the table, she poured herself a drink and stood up and said, "Happy New Year, everyone! After dinner, anyone who wants to go to Furong City with us can take a flying boat there for a day. We'll return together tomorrow afternoon."

"it is good!"

"Happy New Year!"

Everyone stood up, raised their glasses and drank with Ling Yan'er, then sat down one after another.

Lan Lian, who was sitting on the other side of Ling Yan'er, suddenly frowned. He felt an extra spiritual power in his body.

Before he could feel it carefully, he felt that the spiritual power suddenly disappeared, as if its previous appearance was an illusion.