Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 165 The Conquest of Jade Pool

In the midst of the Jade Pool, there was a feeling that the moment she dared to make a move, she would be suppressed in an instant.

"What do you want with me?" Chen Nuo said indifferently, another one looking to test their cultivation level and seek a beating.

Chen Nuo felt somewhat helpless in his heart. Why did everyone have to test him first?

"Nothing!" The Jade Pool hastily shook her head, forcing a smile at the corner of her mouth, "I heard about this place from Chef Wukong, so I came to visit especially."

Chen Nuo nodded, so that was it.

After all, Wukong was now the Imperial Chef of the Heavenly Court, and it was quite normal for the Queen Mother of the Jade Pool to hear about his Chaos Residence from him.

Only...

Chen Nuo’s eyes held a hint of interest. Chef Wukong?

Given the status of the Jade Pool, she would normally not refer to Sun Wukong in such a way; it seemed she had been quite frightened just now.

"How is Wukong doing in the Heavenly Court?" asked Chen Nuo.

"Good!"

"Very good!"

The Jade Pool hastily replied.

How could she dare to speak ill of someone else’s disciple in front of such an unfathomable powerhouse?

But what she said was indeed the truth; originally, she thought Sun Wukong would cause trouble according to Buddhism’s plans.

Yet unexpectedly, he went straight to becoming the Imperial Chef and gave her such a perfect Flat Peach Banquet.

"I didn’t expect Wukong to even become a chef," Chen Nuo shrugged, with a bit of jest.

In his view, though Wukong’s culinary skills had improved, he still had some way to go before graduating as a chef.

But to think that he could directly become the head chef of the Heavenly Court, aren’t there immortals specially in charge of banquets in the Heavenly Court, all inferior to Wukong? That’s a bit too weak.

"The dishes made by Chef Wukong are indeed delicious!" As soon as this subject was mentioned, a smile appeared on the face of the Jade Pool, and her mood seemed not as oppressive as before.

It’s just so-so.

Chen Nuo didn’t say anything more and leisurely returned to the back kitchen.

"Master, who came outside?" Ao Ling turned his head and asked with some curiosity.

Chen Nuo’s expression was indifferent as he casually said, "Nothing much, just a Quasi-Saint came by."

Just a...

Ao Ling’s eyelids twitched, strong!

To refer to a Quasi-Saint so casually, only their master would do that.

Chen Nuo took out the ingredients and began to prepare.

"Master, what dish are you planning to make this time?" Ao Ling blinked curiously.

"Flying Dragon Soup."

Inside the hall, the Jade Pool found a spot at random and sat down, her brows slightly furrowed.

She wondered what Shopkeeper Chen’s purpose was, braving the great taboo of the world to take Sun Wukong as a disciple; could it really just be to teach him his culinary art?

In any case, she didn’t believe that, but the Jade Pool didn’t ponder deeper, uninterested in getting involved in such scheming matters.

With her fair wrist supporting her snowy chin, the Jade Pool gazed at the exquisite mural on the wall, lost in thought.

Even Sun Wukong, with such good culinary skills, revered Shopkeeper Chen so highly.

She could tell that it was not simply out of respect for his teachings, but emanating from genuine admiration from the heart.

How high must Shopkeeper Chen’s culinary skills be then!

After a while, Chen Nuo served the Flying Dragon Soup in front of the Jade Pool.

The Jade Pool looked at the Flying Dragon Soup in front of her, identical to the one in the menu illustration, with its tempting color and aroma, and could not help but swallow her saliva.

It looked truly delicious!

She hadn’t eaten yet, having come to experience the dishes of Chaos Residence.

Picking up her chopsticks, the Jade Pool gently prodded and a look of surprise flashed in her phoenix eyes as she blurted out, "This Flying Dragon Soup, how come there’s no dragon in it?"

Chen Nuo rolled his eyes, "If it were dragon meat, it wouldn’t be this price."

What’s the difference between her question and asking why there’s no wife in wife cakes?

Moreover, if it really used dragon meat, he reckoned his disciple would be scared half to death and pack up to run back to the East Sea overnight.

"This is hazel grouse meat, the flesh is delicious and definitely not inferior to dragon meat," Chen Nuo explained.

Dragons, he had never eaten before, yet the culinary culture of his past life was rife with sayings.

"Dragon meat in heaven, donkey meat on earth."

This dragon was not the imaginary dragon of his past life, but rather this hazel grouse.

In the past, dragons were the most sacred aspiration of people, not the Dragon Clan that barely eked out a living in Journey to the West.

Just this saying alone sufficed to illustrate the delectability of the hazel grouse.

So that’s how it is, Jade Pool nodded, without a hint of disappointment.

She had tasted dragon meat before, after all.

Pinching the spoon placed in the soup bowl, Jade Pool slowly brought the broth to her cherry lips.

The soup was slightly hot, yet perfectly palatable, stewing in the mouth, seemingly reserved, but the next moment, a rush of umami broke through Jade Pool’s defenses in an instant.

Her phoenix eyes couldn’t help but squint slightly, the corners brimming with a hint of blissful aftertaste.

It’s so delicious!

The broth slid down her throat, directly warming her as comfortably as the sunshine of a warm winter day.

Jade Pool felt her mind and spirit ripple at this moment, the deliciousness was not the extreme umami of the sea.

It was a most agreeable freshness, directly awakening dormant taste buds.

The flavor was just right, a touch of lightness remained amidst the richness of the meat, like a bright lamp suddenly appearing in the dead of night, guiding the way.

It did not cause one to become utterly lost.

Jade Pool swallowed one mouthful after another, each time experiencing a transcendence worthy of an immortal being, perfection!

By now, Jade Pool had completely cast aside the thought of the Flying Dragon soup being expensive, worth a nine-thousand-year Flat Peach.

How could the taste be even fractionally matched by a Flat Peach?

If she could drink Flying Dragon soup every day, she wouldn’t balk at paying with the entire Flat Peach tree, let alone a nine-thousand-year Flat Peach!

With 3,600 peach trees, what wealth!

Chen Nuo served another bowl of white rice in front of Jade Pool.

This is to be provided from now on, without rice, even the tastiest dishes wouldn’t hit the mark!

Still immersed in the gastronomic ecstasy, Jade Pool, although she hadn’t noticed Chen Nuo’s action, saw the bowl of rice appear in front of her.

Without thinking twice, she took it over directly. To a person intent on dining, there is only the food!

Jade Pool took a couple of bites and paused for thought. Just as her brow was about to furrow, it relaxed instantly.

Her fair hand grasped the soup spoon, pouring the broth spoonful by spoonful over the white, pearl-like grains of rice.

The moment the broth touched the rice, it swiftly seeped through the crevices.

Gradually, the surface of the soup rose, just barely covering the height of the rice.

Shining with oil droplets, yet extremely translucent, the grains of rice clearly visible.

Unable to wait any longer, she picked up the rice spoon and shovelled the bowlful, rice and soup, into her mouth.

A light sparked in Jade Pool’s eyes, brimming with delight – it was indeed delicious!

The rice grains became loose and distinct after soaking in the broth.

But the texture was fragrant, sticky, and soft, a perfect match with the fresh broth.

Unconsciously, Jade Pool’s pinkish tongue lightly licked the corner of her crimson lips, taking away the appealing sheen of oil.

Now for the meat!

With the prelude of the broth, Jade Pool’s anticipation for the snow-white, tender hazel grouse meat in front of her had skyrocketed.

With just a gentle tug of her chopsticks, a strip of meat was torn away with ease.

Dipping it again in the soup, Jade Pool ate a piece of the hazel grouse meat, chewing softly, then momentarily stopped.

Astonishment mingled with joy on her stunning face—she had not anticipated the delicate succulence of the meat.

It was so tender that she felt reluctant to destroy it, wishing that time would freeze at that moment.

Jade Pool’s thoughts drifted, yet the clamoring of her stomach urged her to continue.

She knew she wasn’t hungry, but she just couldn’t help herself!

And she was loath to suppress the sensation.

Enjoying the gratification of food settling in her stomach was a sacred process, especially when it involved consuming such a feast from the world!