Eternal Life: I'm a Farm Owner in the Cultivation World

Wisps of aroma wafted out from a shop.

The fragrance was filled with the deliciousness of monster meat, spices made from various spiritual plants and spiritual fungi from the world of cultivation, and it penetrated Li Sui'an's nose like a captivating one.

It’s hard to imagine how rich the aroma would be when such a dish is placed.

No wonder the Wuyao Pig has bleeding, it really smells good.

Not only them, some pedestrians on the street also stopped, and the sounds of swallowing could be heard one after another.

"The boy from the old Shen family is cooking again! I heard that he can already make first-class medium-grade spiritual food."

The aged voice of an old lady among the onlookers sounded, and everyone around them was stunned.

Someone raised a question: "First-level mid-level products? Are you kidding me? A first-level mid-level product can go to work as a chef at Xiang Ke in town, how can he stay in this small shop!"

"You don't know this, young man, when you work as a cook, you get a salary. His father has saved money for this shop all his life, and now he is a chef. The smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley."

The old lady was holding a cattail leaf fan with an expression like "You don't understand."

Li Sui'an nodded, he was right, working part-time is not as exciting as being your own boss!

In the world of cultivation, there are so many fights and killings. Most people are looking for a skill that suits them, earn spiritual stones, and improve their cultivation.

Of course, you still have to learn the necessary martial arts. It is inevitable that one day, if you don't look for trouble, trouble will come to you.

But this is the first time Li Sui'an has heard of the term chef.

Not long after, a young man walked out of the small shop. His face was green and tender, his eyes were clear, and his eyes flashed with intelligence.

"Fellow Taoists, this is today's spiritual food, called Sparrow Tail Chicken Stewed with Lingqing Mushrooms. It is a first-level low-grade spiritual food. There are five cups in total. The starting price is: three low-grade spiritual stones!"

"It's so expensive! What a huge profit! This sparrow-tailed chicken only costs four spiritual stones. If you add in the Lingqing Mushroom, it only costs less than six spiritual stones."

Someone spoke up.

After hearing this man's advice, other people who wanted to splurge also took back their steps, looking at each other and waiting for the young man to lower the price.

The chef didn't seem to be in a hurry and just waited, as if these people were not his potential customers.

"Want to eat?"

"Hmm hum hum!"

think!

Li Sui'an took out ten spirit stones and sat on a seat outside the shop.

She was surprised to find that these tattered tables and chairs actually had runes on them! It seems to be a protective rune.

That's right, if a monk eats the spiritual rice he has cooked, the spiritual energy in his body still needs to meditate to circulate to the Dantian, let alone spiritual food!

If you are disturbed or attacked while meditating, this spiritual meal will not only be in vain, but will also affect your own cultivation.

The Black Demon Pig also stood upright on the stool with its hind legs and its two paws on the table.

"He really got taken advantage of! Not only did he eat it himself, but he also fed it to the monster! Tsk, tsk, I don't know if his brain is filled with water!" the monk who just fanned the flames said jealously.

But none of the people present listened to him. Their eyes widened, wanting to see what Li Sui'an's reaction would be after eating the spiritual food.

When the young man saw someone sitting down, he put away the ten spiritual stones placed on the table, brought two cups of soup and two large bowls of spiritual rice, and placed them in front of Li Sui'an.

"Please eat."

After opening the lid of the soup, a rich aroma mixed with spiritual energy hit your face.

Li Sui'an took a deep breath, picked up the handle of the spoon in his hand, took a sip of chicken soup, and took a sip of first-grade rice.

There was no pause in the process, and the Black Demon Pig even buried its entire nose into the fresh soup.

After a while, Li Sui'an's body began to feel hot, and vigorous spiritual energy flowed through her body. After eating the last mouthful of soup and meat, she crossed her legs and started spinning the exercises.

The spiritual energy brought by the spiritual food is extremely gentle, and after a little movement of the technique, the spiritual energy itself enriches the Dantian.

I don't know how long it took, but when Li Sui'an opened her eyes, she found the young man looking at her with a smile.

"Fellow Taoist, how do you feel? Please give me an evaluation." The young man said.

The extra spiritual energy in her body is enough to withstand her three days of hard work. No wonder some people say that spiritual food depends on spiritual food and hard work depends on pills.

It was the first time she ate spiritual food, and she really had no comparison. The taste and spiritual energy saturation were both excellent, much better than what she had made by herself.

If you make your own spiritual food, the volatile spiritual energy and the deliciousness of the food will dissipate a little. For example, his cup of soup is as good as Li Sui'an eating a large piece of monster meat.

"Fellow Taoist is young and promising. This soup really opened my eyes, but this spiritual rice..."

Li Sui'an naturally wouldn't say it was perfect, and his purpose was naturally to sell the first-order low-grade spiritual rice in his hands.

It can be sold to anyone, but if it is sold to a kitchen repairman, the bonus effect of her spiritual rice will maximize the profit.

The bonus effect of spiritual rice was well concealed by the presence of the kitchen cultivator.

Even if the chef finds out, will he be stupid enough to tell others that it's not my ability that makes him stronger, but this spiritual rice that is different in the first place?

Selecting spiritual materials of the same quality is also a required course in cooking.

The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Fellow Taoist, I don't know. Since I am a small business, I will naturally consider the cost."

Who doesn’t want to use the best stuff? But Qingtian Town is just a town, and most monks eat spiritual food cooked by spiritual chefs as an occasional luxury.

"Well, I have some first-order low-grade spiritual rice here. Fellow Taoist, you can try it."

Li Sui'an took out a handful of spiritual rice from his storage bag, placed it on the table, called the Black Demon Pig and disappeared on the streets of Qingtian Town.

The young man put the handful of spiritual rice into his storage bag and immediately packed up the tables and chairs.

After leaving, Li Sui'an walked into the Fu Lu shop.

"Fellow Taoist, what should I buy? I have some new attack talismans and defensive talismans. Do you want to take a look?"

As soon as they entered the store, a good-looking female monk came forward and asked, while a middle-aged monk behind the counter was flipping through books.

"Do you want to collect the first-level mid-grade fireball talisman?"

Li Sui'an looked at the dazzling collection of first-level low-grade talismans and asked.

The female cultivator was stunned for a moment, then said respectfully: "Fellow Taoist, please come in."

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the female cultivator warily.

"Fellow Taoist, don't get me wrong. We operate with integrity and trade here, so be safe." The female cultivator smiled slightly and explained calmly.

Compared to a shop that has existed for a long time that would involve killing people and seizing treasures, Li Sui'an still believed that trading here would be targeted by robbing cultivators.

Walking into the cubicle, Li Sui'an looked at the isolation array above his head and couldn't help but smile.

A first-order mid-grade talisman, this is too exaggerated.

"How many first-level middle-grade talismans do you have, fellow Taoist?"

The female cultivator handed over a cup of spiritual tea and said.

Li Sui'an glanced at it and handed the tea to Wu Yao Zhu, "There are thirty-two pieces in total that were refined by the elders in the family. I have been short of spiritual stones recently and want to sell them."

After hearing this, the female cultivator revealed a hint of regret.