Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 56: Beef Noodle Soup Without Noodles

"Second sister, what would you like to eat?" Yunxiao brought the menu over to Qiong Xiao.

Snapping out of her reverie, Qiong Xiao didn’t think much and pointed at an item, "This one."

"Shopkeeper Chen, another portion of Sauce-coated Duck, please."

"My turn, my turn," Bixiao eagerly grabbed the menu, scanning it up and down, but was unsure what to choose.

Suddenly, Bixiao glanced at Bull Demon King, who was waiting nearby, and an idea struck her.

"Shopkeeper Chen, I’d like an order of beef noodles, just the beef without the noodles," Bixiao said with a mischievous smile.

Bull Demon King: "???"

Why is it always me who gets hurt?

Chen Nuo was at a loss, internally complaining, "And you only want the beef, not the noodles? Why not just order boiled beef?"

"Now that we’ve made our choices, it’s time to pay up. Little Kui, explain to them how to do it." Chen Nuo didn’t respond to Bixiao’s request but went straight to the point.

Bull Demon King acknowledged with a sound and said to the Three Xiaos with a grin, "My ladies, seniors, you just need to place your hand on it, and you will be able to sense your individual charging standards. Then, just place the thing that the Crystal Ball wants on it, and that’ll be it."

Since Yunxiao had already experienced it before, she directly took out a thousand Silver Tael, letting the Crystal Ball devour them.

"How magical!" Bixiao was filled with curiosity.

"Indeed quite magical." Qiong Xiao nodded in agreement, but her gaze kept surreptitiously shifting to Chen Nuo.

Chen Nuo wiped his face and looked at his clean palm, puzzled as to why she kept looking at him.

It was Qiong Xiao’s turn to place her hand and feel.

"How is it? What does it say?" Yunxiao asked with concern, for if it were some rare treasures, they might not be able to afford today’s meal.

"Two thousand Silver Tael."

Next was Bixiao.

"What? I’m actually three thousand Silver Tael?! That’s so much more than big sister and second sister!" Bixiao pouted, clearly disgruntled.

Sigh...

Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully, she had enough money.

Chen Nuo’s mouth twitched slightly; surely, the system was doing this on purpose, wasn’t it?

The eldest sister one thousand, the second sister two thousand, the youngest sister three thousand; that’s pretty neat!

In the eyes of Bull Demon King, there was great envy. His charging standards for Vital Blood were always difficult to meet. If only he could charge something as extrinsic as silver.

Yunxiao also took out her Silver Taels to pay the bill.

"Please wait," Chen Nuo said softly before heading into the kitchen.

Although silver wasn’t very useful to him, each successful dish sale also guaranteed a minimum amount of Merit Points from the system, so he wouldn’t be at a loss.

Naturally, the greatest profit was from charging systems like Magical Treasures, like the one Tongtian used.

"I’ll go help Shopkeeper Chen too!" Bull Demon King ducked his head and scurried after Chen Nuo.

"Shopkeeper Chen, who has arrived outside?" Roc Demon King asked curiously.

He had sneaked a peek just now, recognizing only the powerful women he’d seen before, but the other two he didn’t know.

"It’s nothing," Chen Nuo replied casually while tidying up, "Just two Daluo Golden Immortal peaks."

Holy cow!

Roc Demon King’s eyes went wide, impressed by Shopkeeper Chen’s casual way of speaking.

"Shopkeeper Chen is awesome!"

"Alright, enough with the flattery, come over here and help!"

"Yes sir!" the two demons chimed in unison.

The Three Xiaos found a place to sit down.

"Big sister, do you think the food here is really as wondrous as they say?"

Bixiao whispered, leaning eagerly over the table.

This Shopkeeper Chen is really impressive, merely stomping her foot could injure Second Sister, she definitely didn’t dare to speak too loudly for fear that Shopkeeper Chen might hear her.

Yunxiao smiled gently, "I have no idea either."

Qiong Xiao snorted coldly, a hint of disdain in her eyes, "In my opinion, it would be good enough if it tastes nice, causing someone to awaken divine skills? What a joke!"

Yunxiao didn’t speak, but she nodded thoughtfully, she too thought it was an exaggeration. After all, where in the world could one find something that allows a person to awaken divine skills at will?

The very moment Chen Nuo heard this statement while preparing dishes in the kitchen, he paused briefly and then smiled with a touch of amusement.

That it would taste good was a certainty, especially since today’s spiciness would definitely be insanely hot.

Flying Dragon Soup, a name full of dominance, but as a dish from his previous life, how could there be a real flying dragon?

The so-called "flying dragon" was a type of bird, the Flying Dragon Bird, also known as the Flame-tailed Hazel Hen. Its meat was delicious and nutritious, making it an excellent ingredient for soup, and thus the Flying Dragon Poplar came to be.

This ingredient was extremely rare, and even with years of draws, Chen Nuo had never won one. Every time, it was exchanged with Merit Points.

It had to be said, Yunxiao really knew how to choose!

The ingredients had been prepared in advance, and with the Bull Demon King and the Roc Demon King attending to her, pouring tea and water, cooking sped up quite a bit.

Previously, Chen Nuo thought these two demons had a talent for cooking similar to that of Sun Wukong, but he had thought too much; aside from eating, these two had absolutely no talent in culinary arts!

But they were quite useful for menial tasks.

Fire met food, and a transformation ensued.

Bixiao suddenly sat up, sniffing with her little nose, and said in a trance, "It smells amazing!"

"I wonder which dish Shopkeeper Chen is making right now."

Yunxiao nodded in agreement, indeed it smelled divine.

Qiong Xiao remained stoic, holding her head high, but her slightly twitching nose seemed to be constantly sniffing the delicious aroma, though she maintained a very composed demeanor.

Soon, three dishes were completed.

The Bull Demon King, carrying one dish in each hand, and the Roc Demon King, who was holding the third, followed Chen Nuo out of the kitchen.

"Hehe, Senior Sister, the dishes are here," said the Bull Demon King with a big grin on his face, placing the Flying Dragon Soup and Sauce-coated Duck in front of Yunxiao and Qiong Xiao.

The Roc Demon King didn’t speak and hurriedly cleared room for the Bull Demon King, after all, each person present was either a Quasi-Saint or a Daluo Golden Immortal.

Himself being a mere little Taiyi, he trembled with fear.

When Bixiao saw the beef noodles, she was greatly disappointed. Although the beef noodles looked extremely attractive, compared to the others, it still seemed a bit too plain.

But at least, it was much better than Second Sister’s dark, unidentifiable duck.

Picking up some noodles, Bixiao took a bite and her eyes instantly brightened. She began to eat voraciously before she even had time to praise the dish.

Yunxiao took up a spoon and elegantly sipped the soup.

However, the moment the soup touched her tongue, her spoon-holding arm shook violently.

So...

Flavorful!

The soup was light in color but incredibly delicious upon entering the mouth, immediately awakening the taste buds, and as it went down, it gave a warm, indescribable sense of happiness.

Compared to Yunxiao’s satisfaction, Qiong Xiao’s expression grew colder. This plate of blackened stuff looked like a lump of charcoal; was it really a duck?

If not for knowing the unfathomable strength of Chen Nuo and his notorious temper, the usually irritable Qiong Xiao might have already flipped the table and turned hostile.

Qiong Xiao couldn’t understand, but she feared Chen Nuo might take the opportunity to lash out, after all, she was no match for him.

She decided to take a small bite and then find an excuse to stop eating.

Qiong Xiao felt indignant and suffocated, but she was powerless, as one must bow their head under someone else’s roof.

Her delicate hand picked the smallest piece from the plate of dark duck meat.

Yet, despite all her complaints, Qiong Xiao was still not quite satisfied and tenderly began to tear the meat into even smaller pieces.

But just this action left her amazed.

The dry duck meat, devoid of any greasiness, its skin peeling off, released a complex aroma into the air that was immediately captivating.

A flicker flashed in Qiong Xiao’s cold eyes; could this really taste good?