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It's a bit greasy.

If only I could have a cup of fragrant tea right now…

Just then, the disciples of the Star Gazing Sect immediately served tea to everyone and also brought pieces of fried chicken, saying that it would be more convenient for everyone to take and eat in a more elegant way.

"What is this?"

Someone pointed to the square, strip-shaped food that came with the fried chicken.

It's the same golden yellow color, with an appealing luster.

"Senior Brother Gao said these are fries, you can eat them plain."

Unsurprisingly, it uses the same cooking technique as fried chicken.

Although it's oily, it's surprisingly not greasy.

Its soft and delicate texture won over all the cultivators present.

What an amazing taste! What kind of food is this?

Ask any of the disciples of the Star Gazing Sect, and they will all remain silent.

When asked, Li Furan would say, "It was taught by a master," and "The wonderful method cannot be explained," his lips practically curling into a smile.

Li Furan knew the news couldn't be kept secret, but that didn't stop him from putting on a show in front of the crowd of onlookers.

I love seeing you bunch of arrogant, naive people.

A recipe casually given by an expert can make you devour food.

"Brother Zhang Ping, how was the meal? Were you satisfied?"

He Zhangping felt worse than if he had swallowed a fly.

He was planning to use this as an excuse to make trouble, but his subordinates ate faster than anyone else and finished their plates.

Nobody would believe you if you said it tasted bad!

"Not bad. I didn't expect the Star Gazing Sect to have such a hidden culinary skill."

"Since you have willingly chosen to associate with the common people, I congratulate you on your fortune."

Li Furan disagreed.

Ordinary people?

What, are you, He Zhangping, some kind of immortal who doesn't eat?

Why put on airs? Since the revival of spiritual energy, aren't we all just reckless brutes throwing bricks? Who can truly be considered high-ranking?

Li Furan disdained to argue with him and simply extended his hand silently.

"What does this mean?"

"Paying for meals is only right and proper," Li Furan said with a smile. "One ingot of silver."

“A chicken, a silver ingot, why don’t you rob it!” He Zhangping shouted.

He broke his guard.

It wasn't that they didn't have the money to pay; it was just that the other cultivators, whether they were eating or ordering takeout, hadn't paid for their meals.

It's blatant targeting.

"The chickens for Brother Zhang Ping were carefully selected; only someone of your immortal status would do you justice," Li Furan said with a smile. "You wouldn't hold a grudge against a mortal like me, would you?"

He deliberately raised his voice, and with his earlier shout, many people were looking in his direction.

He Zhangping, who always cared about his reputation, felt disgusted as if he had swallowed a fly, and quickly waved to his lackey to pay the bill.

"Alright, bring 30 chickens outside Fuxian Gate, and send out 30 specially selected chickens. Be quick!"

The henchman who was supposed to pay the bill froze.

He Zhangping stared wide-eyed, as if trying to get to know the person in front of him all over again.

Is this Li Furan?

That talented individual who was praised by his own sect elders as having an otherworldly air and an unyielding spirit.

What's the difference between this and Wei Shen's?

The sect fell into ruin, and the shock caused his personality to change drastically.

A series of questions arose in his mind, but he dared not dwell on them, fearing that the 30 chickens might be increased to 100.

Given Li Furan's current mental state, which is no less than Wei Shen's, he is capable of doing it.

"Go back, I'll have someone from the Fuxian Sect send it over."

Before Li Furan could say anything, Wei Shen, who was temporarily acting as a waiter, poked his head out.

"Eating for free?"

He Zhangping felt a chill run down his spine and gritted his teeth, saying, "It's not that I'm freeloading, it's just that I didn't bring that much..."

"Oh, so that means you're eating for free."

Wei Shen interrupted, then took a deep breath.

"The Fuxian Sect is freeloading!"

His loud voice could probably get a response even if he stood in the solar system and called out to the Trisolaran fleet.

"I'll have someone from the sect send the money right away, immediately!"

"Alright, thanks to the kindness of everyone at Fuxian Sect, we're ordering an extra 100 chickens!"

"..."

With a dark expression, He Zhangping ordered the disciples who had rushed over to take a large amount of fried chicken and leave the Star Gazing Sect.

As soon as they stepped out of the Guanxing Sect's mountain gate, they saw the sect's disciples writing a notice on a conspicuous large rock.

"Discount Shopping List..."

"Fuxianmen, on the first day, order 100 fried chickens, plus 50 servings of fries."

Another disciple of the Star Gazing Sect swiftly descended the mountain, the notice in his hand fluttering to the ground.

He Zhangping picked it up and took a look.

"Fuxianmen pre-ordered 100 servings in one go."

"A wonderful product that has been praised by many immortal sects."

He Zhangping's head hurt a lot.

How did the Star Gazing Sect become like this?!

It's a complete pile of dog shit.

One look, and my eyes are dirty.

Stepping on it makes me feel nauseous.

Just being near it feels unlucky!

From renowned Taoist masters to disgrace to the Taoist faith, the speed at which this group has deteriorated morally is unprecedented in the world.

Li Furan, who had once righteously confronted the villains of the Fuxian Sect, seemed to have suddenly attained enlightenment.

That's the way of a petty person!

"Senior brother, this chicken is really delicious when it's hot."

"Our senior brother is so good to us. When there's something delicious, he'll open his pocket and treat everyone to a good meal."

The Fuxian Sect disciples who came to help also praised the chicken highly.

He Zhangping's lips twitched; he couldn't possibly turn away the good reputation that was offered to him so readily.

"Yes, it's delicious. If it's delicious, you should eat more."

Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to accept it.

As for Li Furan and the Star Gazing Sect...

Aside from fried chicken, he never wanted to have any direct contact with this group again!

In the kitchen of the Guanxing Sect.

"Senior brother, why have you suddenly become so cheeky?"

"Is it cheap or shameless?"

"Not as shameless as me, but there has been progress."

Wei Shen has a clear understanding of himself.

Li Furan glanced at the Star Gazing Sect members who were sweating and busy in the kitchen.

"If this will make everyone's lives better in the future, isn't it worth it?"

Moreover, he suddenly realized...

If you were a pile of dog shit, even someone like He Zhangping would just hold his nose and run away.

The Star Gazing Sect needs this kind of environment where no one will be interested in you!

At this moment, Li Furan felt a sense of clarity.

He felt that he had truly understood.

Chapter 461 Another World Management Game

Without expert guidance, the Guanxing Sect would never have imagined that the "mud tumor," considered highly poisonous, could actually be eaten.

Oh, it can't be called mud lump anymore. Experts say it's called potato, or potato.

Potatoes became common after the spiritual revival.

Initially, there were some daring individuals who tried it, but countless people were poisoned, cultivators discarded it like worn-out shoes, and ordinary people dared not touch it.

These little things happen to have an exceptionally strong growth ability.

In the wild, they can often be seen growing wildly, rotting in large patches.

So the ordinary people of the Three Domes turned to composting, which can be considered a proper use of this little poisonous creature.

When the expert guided them to find the corresponding ingredients, the Star Gazing Sect was very apprehensive.

Experts are never wrong; the only problem might be that I chose the wrong ingredients.

Li Furan personally prepared an antidote and consumed it himself.

As the senior disciple of the sect, he was the only one who could handle dangerous situations.

"Why isn't it poisonous?"

"The taste is pretty good."

"Rusty."

"It makes you feel very full."

While waiting to be poisoned, Li Furan ate a lot, and his bloated belly proved a fact.

You can actually eat potatoes!

No, it's highly poisonous.

Wu Sitong is smart; when she doesn't understand something, she honestly reads expert advice.

Scroll down to the fried chicken recipe, and sure enough, the expert, Squid, has added detailed notes.

"Use potatoes with green sprouts for breeding or composting; don't eat them, they're highly poisonous."

A word that breaks the sky.

The first potatoes the people of the Three Domes Land saw were all covered in festive green sprouts.

When they were dug out of the ground, they were full of spring and looked very pleasing.

Many people happily took the dish home to cook, thinking they could then chat and laugh with the King of Hell the next day.