Bringing this up.
Fu Changsheng couldn’t help but think of Yu Qingru:
"I wonder how Miss Qingru is doing."
Under the relentless pressure of the Yu Family Patriarch.
She had no choice but to attempt a breakthrough without the Foundation Establishnt Pill, even though she had the Cloud Mushroom Fruit and Soul Condensing Incense, the success rate was still only about thirty percent.
Granny Yu and her granddaughter are both good people.
Naturally, he hoped they would have a good outco.
Unknowingly, he had walked to the end of the street.
He saw that Chen Dachu’s stall had all sorts of miscellaneous items, attracting many curious cultivators. Occasionally soone asked about the price, but none made a purchase.
Chen Dachu was evidently new to doing business.
Standing there awkwardly, unsure of how to attract custors.
However,
His gaze was extrely earnest.
Clearly, he was truly anxious to raise money for his wife.
Willing to sell all his possessions for his bedmate, he was indeed a sentintal and righteous person.
Fu Changsheng squatted down to casually inspect the items, his gaze landed on a pile of books. Flipping through them, he found they were mostly travel notes, ntioning various local culinary cultures. For cultivators, they were of little help, but Fu Changsheng asked:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, how much for these books?"
"Fi... five Spirit Stones,"
Chen Dachu was so nervous that his tongue got tied.
Seeing Fu Changsheng remain silent,
Afraid of losing another custor, he mustered his courage and quickly added:
"Fellow... Fellow Daoist, although these only record local gourt cuisines, if you are a Spirit Chef, reading them will definitely inspire you to create dicinal recipes. I... I created a Tier One Low-Grade dicinal recipe after reading a section called ’Pri Delicacies’ from these books. They are... truly useful."
"Are you a Spirit Chef?"
Chen Dachu nodded slightly.
ntioning food made him evidently less nervous.
After so exchanges,
Fu Changsheng learned that he was actually a Tier One Middle-Grade Spirit Chef, stirring a thought in his mind.
The restaurant run by the Fu Family, currently only had his third brother Fu Changli co up with a few recipes, being self-taught. To achieve excellence in color, aroma, and taste to make the restaurant renowned was challenging.
Fu Changsheng took off his mask:
"I’ll take everything at your stall."
"Fellow Daoist... What... What did you say? All these items combined are worth three hundred Spirit Stones, are you joking with ?"
The unexpected surprise made Chen Dachu montarily incredulous.
People passing by glanced at Fu Changsheng’s face and hurriedly whispered:
"Chen Dachu, standing before you is the Patriarch of the Fu Family from Luofeng Mountain!"
Chen Dachu hit the jackpot.
Actually moved the Fu Family’s Patriarch to kindness, these items aren’t worth three hundred Spirit Stones, even at half price, no one would take them.
Hearing this, Chen Dachu imdiately stood up and respectfully bowed to Fu Changsheng:
"I didn’t know it was the Patriarch of the Fu Family, my apologies."
Fu Changsheng waved his sleeve, collecting all the items into a storage bag, then flicked his finger, sending a box towards Chen:
"Here are three hundred Spirit Stones, Fellow Daoist Chen, please count them."
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Fu, thank you!"
Chen Dachu’s eyes reddened with excitent. With these Spirit Stones, although Wan’er’s injuries wouldn’t be cured, at least they wouldn’t worsen.
After counting the Spirit Stones,
Chen Dachu was about to leave.
Fu Changsheng’s lips moved, sending a few words to Chen Dachu, who was montarily stunned, incredulously looking at Fu Changsheng.
Fu Changsheng smiled and said:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, if you’re not busy, shall we move to the Hundred Treasures Pavilion to discuss this further?"
"Sure, sure, sure!"
Chen Dachu was totally overwheld, and even after sitting in the backyard of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, he couldn’t believe it:
"Fu... Fu Daoist, are you serious? If I beco a retainer of the Fu Family, you will take full responsibility for treating Wan’er’s illness?"
"A gentleman does not go back on his word. Naturally, it’s true, but I have a condition, which is that after you join the Fu Family, you must help develop the restaurant’s recipes. Of course, these recipes aren’t for free...."
"Fellow Daoist Fu, as long as you are willing to help cure Wan’er’s illness, I am willing to do anything you ask!"
Ever since the Fu Family rose to prominence,
Many Loose Cultivators wanted to join them and beco retainers of the Fu Family.
However,
The Fu Family refused them all.
Chen Dachu might not be good at socializing, but he’s not foolish. How could he pass up such a good opportunity? Most importantly, the Fu Family Patriarch was willing to treat Wan’er’s illness, making it all worthwhile.
Moreover,
He could engage in the culinary business he loved.
Chen Dachu felt that his ancestors must have finally heard his wishes during this year’s Qingming Festival, granting him protection. Without waiting for Fu Changsheng’s response, he knelt down deeply:
"With the Patriarch above, please accept this bow from Dachu!"
Fu Changsheng nodded slightly.
After Chen Dachu cald down, he elaborated on the rights and obligations of becoming a retainer, to which Chen Dachu had no objections, leaving everyone satisfied.
Fu Changsheng then said:
"In that case, the restaurant is opening tomorrow. Fellow Daoist Chen, please go to the restaurant’s kitchen to see what new dishes can be prepared, or if there’s anything you need us to procure, feel free to let us know."
"Yes, Patriarch!"
The two moved to the restaurant.
Third brother Fu Changli was busy on his own. Upon learning that Chen Dachu was an authentic Spirit Chef, he felt like he’d found a soulmate and held his hand tightly, sharing all his creative culinary ideas over the years with him. The two hit it off imdiately, and the conversation never stopped.
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