Fu Changsheng smiled as he exited the restaurant.
Returning to the Hundred Treasures Pavilion and entering the secret chamber, setting up the Illusionary Array.
A familiar chanical voice rang in his mind:
"Ding, you recruited a Spirit Chef servant for the clan, gaining twenty clan contribution points."
At the sa ti.
The contribution points on the family board increased from fifty to seventy.
Looking at the rising contribution points.
The smile on Fu Changsheng’s lips deepened.
He patted the storage bag.
Instantly.
A number of books floated to the ground.
Since he had developed Divine Sense, flipping through books beca much faster.
According to the intelligence ntioned, the ten recipes were hidden in the hidden layer of an ancient book. After about half an hour, Fu Changsheng’s eyes lit up:
"Found it!"
He struck a technique onto one of the books.
The book instantly flipped to page ninety.
Injecting spiritual power, a golden-yellow sheet of paper appeared before his eyes:
"There are actually three hidden restrictions set up, without having Divine Sense, I really wouldn’t have discovered this hidden layer."
Looking up.
He saw that on the golden-yellow page were listed ten recipes.
Among them, three were Tier One Low-Grade, five were Tier One Middle-Grade, and two were Tier One High-Grade.
Though so spiritual flowers and herbs inside looked unfamiliar, with his third brother Fu Changli and Chen Dachu the Spirit Chef, it shouldn’t be difficult to find substitutes. If their restaurant’s business was booming, they might even open branches elsewhere in the future.
At the sa ti.
The familiar chanical voice rang in his mind again:
"Ding"
"You added ten dicinal cuisine recipes for the clan, gaining two hundred and thirty clan contribution points!"
The contribution points on the family board jumped from seventy to three hundred.
Which ans.
He could have a double lottery once and also exchange for fifty pieces of intelligence!
Fu Changsheng imdiately said:
"Double lottery!"
He was very satisfied with the prizes he had received from the first three double lotteries.
Hoping for an unexpected surprise this ti.
The board trembled, a flood of yellow light surged, and as the clan contribution points dropped from three hundred to two hundred, a box with a white base and beast patterns appeared in his sleeve:
"Hmm, it’s the first ti I’ve seen a box with such patterns."
Fu Changsheng was sowhat anticipating.
He struck a technique into it.
The restriction in the box was unveiled.
Next.
An ancient leather scroll appeared in view, inscribed on it was a cultivation technique nad Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill. This technique was clearly created for cultivators with destroyed dantians.
Unlike containing mana in the dantian.
The Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill uses the cultivator’s body as a vessel, condensing dragon and elephant patterns in the body to contain mana. It’s sowhat similar to a Body Cultivator, but different, and the technique only contains the Qi Cultivation Chapter.
It doesn’t ntion how to achieve Foundation Establishnt.
Fu Changsheng’s eyes flashed with joy:
"Finally found a suitable cultivation path for Big Brother."
Big Brother’s dantian was destroyed.
All these years, working diligently for the clan, a flash of gloom could occasionally be seen in his eyes. The clan was thriving, yet he, the eldest, had been reduced to a re mortal, often powerless in many matters. Fu Changsheng naturally noticed his suffering.
Moreover.
As the number of cultivators in the clan grew.
The later generations inevitably harbored a sense of disdain for the Big Brother without any mana, after all, the cultivation world is one where strength is revered.
Fu Changsheng resisted the urge to imdiately return to the clan territory.
He carefully put the leather scroll into the box and stored it safely.
The next mont.
The familiar chanical voice again surged in his mind:
"Ding"
"You added a Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill for the clan, gaining fifty clan contribution points."
At the sa ti.
The contribution points on the board went from one hundred to one hundred and fifty.
Fu Changsheng’s eyes flashed with a smile.
The next day.
At the auspicious ti.
The sound of gongs and drums reverberated, and firecrackers crackled.
Fu Changsheng personally unveiled the red cloth, revealing the three big characters "Drunken Immortal Tower" on the plaque, smiling as he saluted with clasped hands:
"Today, all drinks and dishes in the restaurant are half price, welco fellow daoists to co and taste."
He said.
Fu Changsheng clapped his hands.
A cloud rose above Drunken Immortal Tower, with a variety of dishes appearing, each with its price marked below, and the prices of the drinks were exactly the sa as those sold in the Hundred Treasures Pavilion.
Looking at the many delicious dishes they had never heard of.
Quite a few cultivators were tempted to try.
Regardless of the dishes.
The fifty percent off on drinks was a genuine discount.
At worst, they could just order a single dish, and complent it with drinks.
Soone entered the restaurant.
Imdiately, the rest also rushed in like a swarm.
Fu Changsheng smiled as he turned to the back kitchen, calling his busy third brother aside to a secret chamber, flipping his right hand, a box floated towards him:
"Third brother, this is my opening gift for you, go ahead and take a look."
"Patriarch, how could I possibly accept?!"
He was humble in words, but his actions were swift, opening the box. Upon seeing the ten recipes on the golden-yellow page, his eyes imdiately widened, and his tongue twisted:
"Patriarch... how... where did you get such good stuff, my heavens, this Songling Rat can be prepared this way, and this..."
Third Brother Fu Changlii was instantly absorbed into the ingenious ideas of these recipes, after a while, he carefully packed the recipes back into the box, put it into the storage bag, and then patted his chest, confidently saying:
"Patriarch, rest assured, with these ten recipes as a foundation, by the end of this year, I am certain that we will make Drunken Immortal Tower fad throughout Anyang County, and by then, people wanting to dine here will need to book in advance!"
Third Brother Fu Changlii had been studying spiritual wine or gourt food for ten years, still retaining that childlike enthusiasm.
Fu Changsheng smiled and said:
"Once the restaurant’s business is on track, you and Fellow Daoist Chen won’t have to stay in the restaurant, researching and developing recipes requires a quiet place. After you return to the clan, move directly to live on Moon Island."
"Yes, Patriarch!"
Moon Island is full of Spiritual Qi.
Currently, only Molan and Fourth Sister Changlii reside there.
Seeing that the restaurant’s business was good, Fu Changsheng left the marketplace and headed for Leimang Mountain, it was ti to poach the Lei Family’s son-in-law.
On the Flying Ship.
His mind focused on the board.
He imdiately said:
"Exchange for intelligence!"
Before setting off.
He had to check if there were any changes in the situation!
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