Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 47: Please Become Famous
Yunjiang Mansion, Cui family's villa.

After Cui Yunqi woke up, the first thing he did was to kneel in front of his father Cui Heng and apologize to him.

"Father, I have failed to live up to your expectations. Please punish me!"

Cui Heng said, "I already know the general story of what happened in the bamboo forest, but I don't want to hear others' stories. I just want to hear your story."

"Father!" Cui Yunqi raised his head suddenly, his face was pale and cold sweat was rolling down his face.

Everything that Cui Yunqi encountered in the vast formation is now a huge shadow.

He had been in a coma for two days and had finally struggled to wake up. Asking him to recall and tell the story now would be like torture to his self-esteem.

Cui Yunqi couldn't answer at all, he didn't want to say a word.

But Cui Heng's authority was ultimately immense. Even though Cui Yunqi was reluctant, under his father's stern gaze, he gritted his teeth and slowly said, "When I entered the formation that day, I didn't pay much attention to the person behind me. I never thought that this person, this person..."

Before he finished speaking, he thought of the scene on Yuehu Lake where the scholar in plain clothes took a step forward and crossed the gap that he could never cross.

Cui Yunqi suddenly felt a fishy and sweet taste in his throat. He could no longer hold it in and spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Father……"

Cui Yunqi was suddenly terrified. He even rushed forward in a hurry to wipe off the blood on the ground.

But he heard a sigh, and a hand reached out to support him.

Cui Heng bent down and said in a gentle tone that Cui Yunqi had never heard before: "Yunqi, you have had too much luck in your life and have never known what setbacks are. Now you are so overwhelmed by the slightest storm.

What should we do next?"

Cui Yunqi looked up in a daze. He was clearly being comforted, but for some reason he felt even more panicked at this moment.

"Father, I..."

"You don't have to blame yourself. This is human nature. After all, there are only a handful of people in this world who are unaffected by victory or defeat. Most of these people have seen through the fame and fortune of the world, the love and hate of the world, and possess the mindset of a sage. Yun Qi, can you do this?"

"I, father, I can't do it." Cui Yunqi said ashamedly.

"It doesn't matter if you can't, because neither can I, your father."

Cui Yunqi was shocked again.

"Of course, while I can't fully understand it, I can't let myself be completely controlled by my emotions. Those who are trapped by their emotions will eventually lose themselves and become slaves to their emotions. Yun Qi, are you willing to do that?"

Cui Yunqi immediately said: "I would never do that!"

"Now tell me, what do you want to do?"

"What?" Cui Yunqi was unable to react again.

Cui Heng asked, "You were defeated by someone, and by a poor peasant student. Do you... want to kill this person?"

"Kill him? No!" Cui Yunqi blurted out, and then he was stunned again.

After a moment, he pondered, "Father, if I were to vent my anger by killing someone just because I lost once, I'm afraid my life would end here. Even if I kill him, who would I have won?"

Cui Heng smiled and said, "Since you don't want to kill him, then you want to win him back fair and square?"

"I..." Cui Yunqi hesitated.

He had already lost some confidence in himself, and Chen Xu had become his inner demon.

Cui Heng shook his head and sighed, "You're still young, and you're so troubled by such trivial matters. Yun Qi, you're naturally upset about being defeated by a country bumpkin, but what if the one who defeated you was a world-renowned celebrity?"

"Famous throughout the world?"

Cui Yunqi murmured something and raised his gray eyes. At first, he was a little confused, and then light began to shine through them hesitantly, little by little.

He seemed to have thought of something, and a strange look gradually appeared on his face.

...Chen Xu made crispy lasagna in the morning. The dough had been fermented before going to bed last night. All he had to do in the morning was make the pancakes, so he made them very quickly.

He has now mastered the art of fire control to the first level, and applying this skill to controlling the temperature of the fire under the stove is simply perfect and extremely convenient.

Therefore, the thousand-layer pancake he baked was exceptionally crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and it was fragrant, crunchy and delicious.

When you bite into it, the layers of the pastry fall apart, and even the sound of the pastry colliding seems to have fragrance.

While controlling the temperature and making pancakes, Chen Xu also felt that his experience in practicing the God of Food Cultivation Scroll was slowly increasing.

Although this growth was not obvious, and even after baking a hundred pancakes, Tianwen did not give him a single obvious experience point on the board, but Chen Xu could clearly feel that there was still something different.

Chen Xu had never experienced this kind of difference before he successfully built the Sanyuan foundation and formally practiced the God of Food Scroll.

It seems that not only making spiritual food can enhance his inspiration for practice, but making ordinary food can also do so.

It’s just that the inspiration bonus brought by cooking ordinary food is not as obvious as making spiritual food.

But if you do it slowly and over a long period of time, it can also be a very good practice.

As a result, Chen Xu developed more patience and a more serious attitude towards cooking.

During this time, Chen Xu heard the squeaking conversation between the mouse A Shi and Jiu Ye again.

The mice's voices were lively and agile, like elves accompanying the fire, adding a lot of fun to Chen Xu.

"Master Jiu, the scholar's pancakes are more fragrant than before. Ah Shi's tongue is almost falling off because of the fragrance. Squeak, squeak, squeak..."

【Like +1+1……】

It is strange that there are two rat monsters hiding in the house, but it actually gives Chen Xu a feeling of peace and tranquility.

After finishing their morning chores, Wang Mochuan and Xu Wenyuan came to find Chen Xu one after another.

Wang Mochuan also brought servants and a carriage, so the three of them finally rode in the same carriage to the Lin Mansion.

During the process, of course, Chen Xu took out the lasagna he baked for the two of them to eat.

Wang Mochuan’s daily like limit is 30 points. Although Xu Wenyuan only has 10 points, even a mosquito leg is meat, so he would not let it go if he could.

However, it is not easy to get the two to say words of praise continuously, which requires Chen Xu's verbal guidance.

In the carriage, Wang Mochuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "It can be seen that Brother Chen is really dedicated to the art of cooking. His cooking skills today are even better than yesterday.

"Brother Chen is a great cook and even better educated. Such progress is truly heart-warming. Otherwise, I'll give Brother Chen some money, and would you teach me how to cook?"

Chen Xu said, "Then I will really teach you. Brother Wang, are you really going to learn?"

He seemed serious, and Wang Mochuan couldn't help but be stunned.

Then the two looked at each other, and hearty laughter came from the carriage.

Wang Mochuan laughed heartily. In the carriage of three people, only Xu Wenyuan was silently chewing on the pastry, occasionally casting envious glances at Chen Xu and the others.

Suddenly, Chen Xu asked, "Brother Xu, is it delicious?"

Xu Wenyuan straightened up immediately and said hurriedly, "It's delicious, delicious, extremely delicious."

Chen Xu looked at him, and Wang Mochuan also looked at him.

Then the three of them laughed together.

It was not until the carriage arrived outside the Lin Mansion that the laughter and chattering inside gradually subsided.

After all, we are here to pay our respects to our classmate. How can we laugh and joke in front of someone's mourning hall?
The three of them got out of the car with solemn expressions, and Xu Wenyuan's face was particularly sad.

But something seemed to be wrong with the movement in the Lin Mansion.

(End of this chapter)