Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 473 Tian Peng’s Tribulation is Coming

It was precisely because certain things could not be spoken that Chen Nuo found himself saying them, not expecting her to be so clueless about reading the room and directly asking questions. But then, upon reflection, after all, Yang Chan did like him, so it seemed that her increased curiosity could not be deemed a fault.

Chen Nuo sighed, searching for a reason that would put an end to further questioning, "It’s nothing much, just a private matter between the two of us, which has already been resolved."

"A private matter?" Yang Chan felt even more disappointed. Since there was a private matter, it meant that the relationship between the two must have grown quite intimate, and if things continued like this, she feared she really might not have a chance.

Yang Jian also noticed something was off with his sister recently. Her mood had been poor these past few days, alternating between anger and sadness. He had initially thought she might have encountered some issue, but now it seemed that Chen Nuo could be the reason for his sister’s state.

"It seems like you and Goddess Nuwa have a rather good relationship," Yang Jian said. "Have you and Goddess Nuwa already progressed to being friends?"

Yang Jian’s question was implicit; in fact, he wanted to ask on behalf of his sister whether Chen Nuo’s relationship with Nuwa had advanced to that of boyfriend and girlfriend.

His question was too obvious, and even if Chen Nuo did not express it openly, he knew what Yang Jian was really getting at and smiled, "No, we just have some common grounds for conversation, General Yang Jian. Are you particularly interested in this matter?"

"Not at all, I was just asking casually." Seeing that Chen Nuo had no intention of clarifying the matter, Yang Jian did not press further. Feelings could not be dictated in a few words, and if his sister did not take the initiative with the person she liked, he couldn’t blame Chen Nuo for being close to someone else.

Seeing that she could not get any more information from asking, Yang Chan decided not to continue and spoke with a low mood, "In that case, Shopkeeper Chen, since it’s already so late, we will take our leave for now and visit you again later."

"Alright," Chen Nuo nodded, motioning for the Roc Demon King and the Great Roc King to see the guests out.

He then used telepathy to summon Lord Tian Peng and Sun Wukong.

Tian Peng had been managing just fine at the milk tea shop these past few days. Initially, he wasn’t very skilled, often getting the proportions wrong—too much or too little. Fortunately, it was only the proportions that were off, not the taste, and most customers, new to the flavor, hardly noticed the difference, finding the milk tea delicious.

As time went on, and with a large number of customers visiting daily, Tian Peng gradually honed his skills. Even when seven or eight customers were waiting, he could skillfully prepare and serve the drinks.

When he first arrived, he remembered what Chen Nuo told him about the possibility of Buddhism recruiting him to the Journey to the West team, and he remained wary of the Immortal Officials who came to buy milk tea.

Perhaps it was the passage of time and the absence of anything untoward, but Tian Peng gradually lowered his guard.

However, the shop was so busy with customers that on a day-to-day basis, there was barely any time to do anything else.

Working in the morning, finishing in the evening, he would collapse on the bed, too tired to move. Even if Buddhism tried to get close to him, they wouldn’t have the opportunity.

Fairy Chang’e visited once before the shop opened, but afterwards, perhaps because Tian Peng was too absorbed in making milk tea, he didn’t notice who the customers were.

It was only when Chang’e brought it up herself that Tian Peng realized she had been to buy milk tea several times already.

On this day, as usual, he was making milk tea when Chang’e took the initiative to speak, "Lord Tian Peng, why do I feel like the milk tea you made this time is somehow different from the last one I bought?"

Tian Peng looked up, "Ah? How so, what’s different?"

At this moment, he was only paying attention to the milk tea and hadn’t noticed Chang’e.

"How come I feel that the milk tea you’ve been making for the past few days seems to taste much better than the ones from when you just opened?" Chang’e’s peach-blossom eyes simply smiled, and it was very captivating.

Tian Peng almost froze when he met Chang’e’s gaze, but fortunately, the line of people waiting behind them brought him back to his senses.

He smiled somewhat sheepishly, "When I had just opened a few days ago, my skills weren’t very polished. Now, after practicing for a few days, I’ve gotten the proportions down, so the milk tea might taste a bit better."

"So that’s how it is," Chang’e realized. "Lord Tian Peng, you still need to work harder. I see that Chef Wukong has mastered it quite well; it’s always the same taste every time."

Tian Peng glanced at Sun Wukong, who was making milk tea for someone else, and chuckled, "Well, there’s nothing I can do about that. I’m just a helper, Mr. Monkey is our shopkeeper’s apprentice, and he can cook, so of course, the milk tea he makes is bound to be good. No worries, if you think the milk tea I make isn’t tasty, you can always go queue up at Mr. Monkey’s next time."

He was speaking the truth. Although it stung a bit internally, there was nothing he could do about Mr. Monkey being much stronger than himself both in talent and external abilities.

After all, his life pattern had been set in place, hard and strong; they had no choice but to envy him.

Moreover, Mr. Monkey was pretty good to him. Even though he often kicked him around, Mr. Monkey was mostly nice, able to distinguish the important matters from the trivial ones. So, it wasn’t a big deal for Tian Peng to be outperformed by Mr. Monkey.

"That’s not what I meant," Chang’e said hurriedly, waving her hand after listening to Tian Peng.

"What is it then?" Tian Peng didn’t grasp what Chang’e meant. It was clear that Mr. Monkey made better milk tea than himself, and Chang’e had also said that Mr. Monkey’s milk tea was better than his, so why wouldn’t she go there instead?

"I think what you make is also quite good," Chang’e answered with a smile.

With that, Tian Peng immediately understood that Chang’e was afraid of hurting his feelings by telling the truth. He was a straightforward guy and didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.

While using a measuring cup to make milk tea, he waved his hand, "Hey, Fairy Chang’e, it’s okay, don’t worry about offending me. Losing to Mr. Monkey is not a big deal; I always lose to him anyway."

"It’s not because of that," Chang’e shook her head.

Tian Peng really didn’t understand now, "Then what do you mean, Fairy Chang’e? Surely, you wouldn’t prefer to drink something that doesn’t taste good, right?"

Her words carried an implicit intimacy, and Chang’e glanced at Tian Peng, then lowered her head and shook it again, "What I mean is, you still have room for improvement. Isn’t it a good thing that your milk tea gets better with each time? That feels more humane than milk tea that is always perfect."

Tian Peng paused, having never been complimented from that angle before. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

She was right. It was precisely because his was inferior that there was room for improvement. While Mr. Monkey also had room to improve, that was in comparison to Shopkeeper Chen. To everyone else, Mr. Monkey was already top-notch.

The feeling of defeat he used to get from Sun Wukong vanished instantly, and he looked at Chang’e gratefully, "Fairy Chang’e, thank you. No one has ever complimented me like that before. You’ve made me feel that all the hard work I’ve done in the past is meaningful!"

After Chang’e praised Tian Peng that day, he kept waiting for her arrival at the milk tea shop, so much so that even after Chang’e had left, Tian Peng still dreamed of her.