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Li Furan solemnly declared: "This is the beginning of the revival of the Star Gazing Sect. Anyone who tries to take it away, let's see if my sword is sharp enough!"

"Alright, tomorrow I'll show you the recipes for the remaining fried chicken. Once you can find the ingredients, let's start experimenting."

Cultivating immortality is not just about fighting and killing; the initial stage of spiritual energy revival requires accumulation.

Everyone needs to eat and drink, so Li Furan has chosen the right path by choosing the food industry.

As another round of games came to an end, Guan Xingzong bid farewell to everyone with tears of gratitude.

Back to reality, the sky over the Three Domes was just beginning to lighten.

In the past, people would linger in bed for a while after waking up.

Today...

As soon as Li Furan pushed open the door, the six people who had entered the game with him were already blocking the entrance.

The earliest I've ever gotten up.

Blue Star uses the app to view in-game information.

Players in the Three Realms use scrolls.

He pulled a chick out of the sect's chicken coop and quickly plucked and bled it.

The process involves pickling according to a "master's ingenious method".

Once the marinating time was over, the eager members of the Star Gazing Sect immediately used the leftover steamed buns and bread to make breadcrumbs, and also tried to adjust the batter.

"Methods for controlling oil temperature... Pour a little batter into the pan and observe the speed of color change..."

"Deep-fry at low oil temperature... then deep-fry again."

Wu Sitong performed the operation with meticulous care.

If it were stir-frying, everyone would be terrified, fearing they would be poisoned by chili peppers.

However, with everyone participating in the pre-processing of the fried chicken, the junior sister's skills were once again reliable.

Before long, half a golden-brown fried chicken, its surface sizzling like fish scales after being deep-fried in the batter, was served piping hot.

"Don't rush, don't rush, let your senior brother eat first!"

Wu Sitong waved her chopsticks, shooing away the green-headed flies that were about to touch her.

Li Furan didn't go for the chicken leg, but instead chose the relatively dry chicken breast.

Under pressure, the chicken releases a few drops of juice.

The scalding hot oil on the surface of the flaky pastry hadn't cooled down yet, so he quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

He couldn't help but close his eyes, his face filled with rapture.

"How...how is it?" Wu Sitong was the most nervous.

If they're not fried properly, a lot of chickens will die today.

That's such a waste of money!

"It may not yet meet the standards set by the experts, but it's a truly wonderful taste."

Li Furan clicked his tongue in amazement: "An unprecedented experience! Is this what the expert meant by food that makes people feel guilty?"

Everyone pitched in, but tacitly left the chicken leg for their junior sister.

"Do highly skilled people eat these foods every day?"

"Idiot, the expert obviously has better options, like fried chicken, hamburgers, and cola. He should eat them in rotation."

Li Furan asked, "Junior Sister, in your opinion, do you think many people will like this kind of taste?"

Wu Sitong watched the preparation process for the fried chicken.

"The expert said in the message that the goal is to make it affordable for most people in the Three Domes Land."

"However, the necessary funds may not be sufficient for the preparatory work."

"We need to find the right chickens and reduce costs in order to realize the plan that the expert provided for us."

Li Furan understood.

A true expert is indeed an expert; they've even considered the market feedback for their clients.

He clearly had the ability to collect the books himself, but he went to the trouble of doing so just to put their minds at ease.

With this in mind, Li Furan made up his mind.

We must repay the master no matter what.

Let's start with the classic texts.

The expert wanted to be polite, but he couldn't be perfunctory.

"Senior brother, if we try one or two more times, I feel we can stabilize the quality," Wu Sitong said. "How should we sell it? Should we go down the mountain and rent a shop?"

Li Furan shook his head.

"Of course, we'll just use the Star Gazing Sect as a shop and start selling."

His master has passed away; he is now the sect leader.

The new Guanxing Sect should also have a new atmosphere and a new path.

"You should go down the mountain today and spread the word. The more people who know, the better. Ideally, our enemies will come to our door to make fun of us."

I promised a double update, so here it is! Watch me stay up all night writing for you!

Chapter 460 He Understood

In the Three Realms, ordinary people are slow to acquire information, but cultivators are different.

Within half a day, all the major powers surrounding the Star Gazing Sect knew about the news that their mountain gate had been transformed into a restaurant.

This is incredibly funny.

Li Furan is quite famous.

But this cultivator, who seemed to have a bright future in the eyes of the world, didn't study cultivation and immortality; instead, he started looking at recipes.

During the chaos caused by evil spirits, the top leaders of all major forces were wiped out, but we haven't heard of any up-and-coming figures ruining the foundation of any sect.

Is Li Furan aiming to be number one?

For a time, the interesting stories about the Star Gazing Sect's "tavern" spread throughout the well-informed areas of the Three Realms.

The next morning, the area outside the gates of the Star Gazing Sect was crowded with cultivators from various sects who came to watch the spectacle.

"How can there be so many people?" Li Furan was a little confused.

The plan was to have forty or fifty customers early in the morning, which would be considered a successful trial operation.

Judging from the current situation, the number of people has increased at least tenfold compared to expectations.

He couldn't help but ask, "How do you advertise?"

Wei Shen proudly puffed out his chest: "Didn't you say you wanted all our enemies to know? So I brought gongs and drums, banging and beating, and went to their door to tell them."

Li Furan's mouth opened slightly; he was speechless.

The Star Gazing Sect is a prominent sect in the cultivation world.

This kind of behavior is comparable to a Nobel laureate running to the school gate with a megaphone to promote snacks bearing his name.

This kind of spectacle is something the people of the Three Heavens have never seen before.

Wei Shen's skin is as thick as a city wall. He can laugh at him and make sarcastic remarks without it bothering him at all.

Many of the people who have come today must have been holding back yesterday, and they are all waiting to unleash their sharp and sarcastic remarks on Li Furan.

For the sake of his sect, he didn't mind suffering some injustice.

"Junior sister, can the kitchen handle all the work?"

Wu Sitong nodded: "We pre-processed some yesterday and put them in the cold storage. There shouldn't be any problem."

Li Furan took a deep breath.

"In that case, open the mountain gate!"

The identification paper bestowed by the wind was removed, and the barrier protecting the Star Gazing Sect slowly disappeared as dawn spread over the verdant mountain peaks.

A commotion surged into the long-silent Guanxingzong.

Li Furan abandoned his aloof demeanor and greeted the guests who had come to "support" him with a smile and a fist and palm salute.

You can't hit a smiling face, and many people who are easily embarrassed will smile and clasp their hands in greeting to maintain a semblance of harmony.

Not everyone is like a human being.

"Oh, Brother Fu Ran, what a refined interest! Cultivating Taoism isn't enough, are you going to lead the entire sect to switch to cooking?"

"The head chef of Fuxian Sect is short of a few capable assistants. If you're interested, why not come and visit our Fuxian Sect?"

The young man standing before Li Furan, his face full of mockery, was named He Zhangping.

Game ID: Annihilation of the Sky.

Currently the leader of the number one guild on the Tower World rankings.

In the game, He Zhangping was far ahead of Li Furan.

In reality, Li Furan was always the "other people's child" that his elders could never catch up with.

The two had been celebrating for a long time, and with the Fuxian Sect currently enjoying great success, He Zhangping, who was riding high, didn't even need to say a word, as his lackeys couldn't wait to mock him.

He eagerly awaited Li Furan's expression, the echo of his pride and resentment.

He Zhangping was disappointed.

Li Furan bowed to him calmly, showing no resentment or anger.

"The temple has fallen on hard times and is forced to make a living."

"Guests are welcome. Gentlemen of the Fuxian Sect, please come and take a seat with me."

It was like punching cotton.

If he continued to be sarcastic, it would seem too harsh and mean, so He Zhangping raised his hand to stop him and chose to shut up.

The lackey is good at reading people's expressions and demeanor.

"Senior brother, don't be impatient. Let's see what tricks the Star Gazing Sect has up its sleeve."

"Setting up a few tables in the open air and calling it a business? What kind of restaurant in the world is this simple? It's ridiculous."

"Hmph, when the food comes, we'll find fault with it and embarrass it, so that we can vent our anger for our senior brother."

The earliest group of people to embark on the path of cultivation, while not necessarily well-informed, certainly had their eyes opened when it came to material comforts such as food and drink.

They had already prepared a tricky argument, and regardless of which cooking technique they used, they were confident they could embarrass the Star Gazing Sect.

"hiss……"

As the disciples of the Star Gazing Sect served the golden and crispy fried chicken, the simple open-air canteen was filled with exclamations of amazement.

They had eaten many deep-fried dishes, but none with such a bright color.

The chopsticks gently poked at the hole, and the "crackling" sound instantly piqued everyone's interest.

"Hmph, a pretentious little trick..."

"Click~~~"

Someone took the first bite, and the hushed discussions ceased.

Instead, there was the crisp sound of breadcrumbs falling into the bowl, and a grand chorus of chewing.

The Fuxian Sect disciple, who was confident in his ability to come up with clever arguments, was drooling with grease when, in a daze, he spat out the bones from half a fried chicken.

The juicy fried chicken leg made He Zhangping's face tense.

good to eat.

It's really delicious, even though I hate to admit it...

It is completely different from the frying techniques of the Three Domes region that he is familiar with, with a unique flavor and an unforgettable aftertaste.