Isn't this a game? How come you guys are really cultivating immortals!

Chapter 260 Mortal Delicacy

There is not a trace of spiritual energy in this old man.

But it is impossible for mortals without spiritual energy to enter here.

Being able to completely hide himself like a mortal only proves that the old man in front of him is of an unknownly higher level.

Chen Miaomiao stood there in silence for a moment, thinking about the possible consequences of the secrets of various spiritual herbs being discovered.

The old man seemed not to notice Chen Miaomiao's arrival.

Everyone was amazed at the spiritual herbs in Chen Miaomiao's experimental field that were growing well.

Although the back mountain of Feique Sect was filled with second-level spiritual herbs, only the ones in the experimental fields were taken care of more carefully by Chen Miaomiao.

The spiritual herbs growing there are denser than those in ordinary spiritual fields.

Generally speaking, the more spiritual energy the roots of spiritual herbs absorb, the less likely they are to become entangled with each other.

Chen Miaomiao broke this balance.

Because the second-level spiritual herb itself was grafted, she has changed the underlying logic.

As for the spiritual liquid that the old man mentioned, she had a method to make it, but the materials needed were too expensive, and they were only of low grade.

It is impossible to use it on a large number of spiritual herbs to promote their growth, which would be putting the cart before the horse.

After standing there for a while, Chen Miaomiao gathered herself and slowly stepped forward: "Old man, are you interested in this spiritual herb?"

The old man in gray robe then stood up and turned to look at Chen Miaomiao.

He has an old face, but if you look closely you will find that his eyes are bright and he is in very good spirits.

Seeing Chen Miaomiao, he didn't seem to have any awareness of trespassing on someone else's territory. Instead, he glanced at Chen Miaomiao and asked directly: "Did you plant all these spiritual herbs?"

Chen Miaomiao nodded: "Yes."

The old man pointed at the spiritual herbs and said, "It's impossible for wild or cultivated spiritual herbs to grow so densely. Yet, the survival rate in this one acre of land is so high. I see you haven't added any spiritual fluid to feed them. How did you do it?"

Chen Miaomiao stared at the old man.

She looked into those eyes that were filled with genuine curiosity.

She was weighing.

This is a person who can destroy the sect in the blink of an eye.

As she thought, the back of her head gradually became tense.

After a while, Chen Miaomiao said softly, "Old man, this is something our sect relies on for survival. How can you casually tell outsiders about it?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and tutted his words after a while: "Forget it, if you don't want to talk about it, then forget it."

This person was clearly asking about the secrets of someone else's sect, but he sounded quite self-righteous.

But only after hearing this did Chen Miaomiao let out a barely detectable sigh of relief. The back of her head relaxed, and a few drops of cold sweat broke out.

This was the first time in all her time in the game that she encountered a threat greater than a monster.

If they’re not careful, their game might have to close today.

"If you don't tell me, I can just take a look, right?"

After he said that, Chen Miaomiao actually had no choice.

After all, he had already seen it, so what could she do?

She could only pray that he wouldn't find more problems with the grafting technique she had developed after so many experiments.

Seeing that the old man was indeed staring at the spiritual herbs with relish, Chen Miaomiao thought for a moment and bought a bottle of spiritual wine from the sect.

By the way, she asked the players at the foot of the mountain to buy her a few side dishes.

There is a simple little house next to the experimental field, with bamboo stools and bamboo tables on it.

This is where Chen Miaomiao usually rests.

She placed the spirit wine on the plate and said gently, "Would you like to eat something and drink some spirit wine, old man? This is our local specialty."

"Hmm?" The old man was not very interested in the food.

He didn't say that he was completely fasting, he would occasionally eat something to satisfy his appetite.

But the last time I ate was at least a few years ago.

It was only when he heard the word "spiritual wine" that he was slightly moved: "Spiritual wine, what spiritual wine?"

"The spiritual wine brewed from spiritual herbs and mortal food tastes very good. You can try it."

"Made from spiritual herbs and mortal food?"

The old man was a little surprised.

He had indeed never seen this.

He came over to take a look, and indeed saw a few faint wisps of spiritual energy seeping out of the wine jug.

Not strong, but it does have a scent.

Chen Miaomiao explained as if it was natural: "This bottle is brewed with blood bead grass. The wine brewed with qi-invigorating grass always tastes bitter. Except for some people who like to drink, most people don't like it."

The old man became interested. He sat down and said bluntly, "Let me try it."

I was not surprised at all by Chen Miaomiao's natural attitude towards treating me.

Smart people can see his problems, and he likes smart juniors.

Chen Miaomiao took out a wine glass and poured him some wine. The side dishes on the table were made by a chef player himself.

Stir-fried mixed vegetables.

Sweet and sour pork with pineapple.

Mapo tofu.

Fresh ground.

Braised pork.

And the crucian carp soup that is so delicious that it makes your eyebrows fall off.

Because I didn't know the specific taste, I fried several different flavors.

There is no shortage of cuisines in Yunzhou Continent, but many condiments are products of modern evolution over time.

Here, in addition to the basic oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, there are occasionally some pepper and other condiments.

So even if the ingredients are good, the taste will inevitably become monotonous if you eat too much.

Many seasonings have been developed by current players.

Not to mention that there was a chef among the players who came in later. He did not hide his skills and taught his unique skills to the locals.

——Mainly Fan Guzhou gave the spirit stones.

Because the restaurant needs more flavors of dishes to attract customers.

Relying solely on online information, the few players who are willing to cook may not necessarily be good at it.

The presence of a chef is extremely important.

These mortal foods were not worth mentioning in the eyes of immortal cultivators in the past, but now many cultivators who come to Wang'an County are willing to go to restaurants and have a few big meals.

The rich aroma penetrated his nasal cavity, and the overbearing and strong inherited craftsmanship from the later era also made the old man sniff.

He, who rarely spoke, picked up the chopsticks first and picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork.

In an instant, he narrowed his eyes slightly and praised generously: "Not bad, I have traveled for a long time, and the taste of this meat is the best I have ever tasted."

Chen Miaomiao smiled lightly and said, "Try something else."

The old man then picked up something else.

He also drank the wine that Chen Miaomiao poured for him.

The complex flavors of these simple dishes made the old man's eyes widen.

I’ve actually eaten quite a bit of mortal food before, so why are the flavors here so rich?

Compared to some of the ingredients he had eaten that others would not even dare to think about, he had never seen such a way of seasoning that combined the aroma of mortal ingredients to the extreme.

good to eat!

I didn't expect that I would end up in an interesting place today due to an accident.

The old man finished off several dishes.

He even ate the crucian carp in the crucian carp soup in one bite, without even spitting out the bones.

However, it is not a problem for cultivators to eat these things, as their spiritual energy will be directly consumed.

The old man finished eating, but still wanted to ask: "Anything else?"

"some."

Chen Miaomiao smiled even brighter. "In the restaurant at the foot of the mountain, there are hundreds of dishes with different flavors."