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Chapter 972: Chapter 65: Chongshan Fang’s Schemes and Rising in the Immortal Realm

Nowadays, the dining hall is managed by the Food God and Shao Chaikun, and the authority naturally doesn’t fall into Chongshan Fang’s hands, who has only been here for a few days.

After all, how could a chef who only knows how to make delicious food manage the dining hall?

Only a boss like the Food God, who knows how to manage, keep accounts, cut corners, and use garbage ingredients, can turn a dining hall into a highly profitable business!

Even the commercial head of the villa, Jiucai Rong, deeply acknowledges the Food God’s spirit of cutting corners, believing that only such a dining hall manager can rake in more money!

Moreover.

This is also about establishing a rule.

In the future, NPCs in each area will serve as blacksmiths and as shopkeepers of various stores.

Those native outsiders can only run around the square... taking tasks, moving bricks, and working part-time!

Even if a painter comes over, they must obey the rules, move bricks, and work, even if you’re an Immortal Venerate, you must first perform the eighteen ways of eating earth... we blacksmiths are just that tough!

This is called the Reversed Celestial Gang.

The players become NPCs, issuing tasks.

NPCs become players who take tasks and work for us.

"I will do my best!" Chongshan Fang quickly said.

"Hmph, we’re starting the food festival tomorrow."

The Food God said, "We’re launching this event mainly to attract crowds and deceive those guys with new recipes, but you must get the first prize."

"The big prize the dining hall has put up must not go out."

The Food God duo, in collaboration with Jiucai Rong, prepared to kick off a villa event for the food festival.

For the coming week, the entire square will be occupied by food stalls.

Inviting everyone to open their minds, study food products together... and promote the development of new dining hall industries.

"I won’t let anyone take the first prize in the dining hall competition!"

Chongshan Fang nodded gravely, "I will win. If I can’t even beat a group of amateurs, how can I become a great chef."

"Very good." Food God laughed, "I believe you will succeed for sure. Keep it up!"

Chongshan Fang began seriously leading the wrapping of dumplings.

And her technique is very skilled.

Her crystal-clear and delicate fingers pinched the minced pork lightly, and a layer of translucent skin slipped off her fingers.

A perfect bun appeared.

She was like taking off a glove, doing it accurately with each pinch, her movements swift and dizzying.

Even the nearby Food God praised greatly: "Good! Good! Good! No wonder she is a top chef from the marketplace’s breakfast shop! Our dining hall needs an employee this nimble."

However.

They have requirements too, Stacking People, requiring hygiene, a transparent kitchen, and preparation on-site.

The common blacksmiths can accept hand-skin-dough wrappers and hair noodles, but for certain heavy-flavored body parts, you must custom make them.

After all, the Q-edition cartoon food people have a high acceptance among blacksmiths, just like logging into River Demon to use oneself as an ingredient...

Even the neighboring food race—the Steamed Fish—also serves as the top chef like this, with the Five-Body Cycle, limbs undying, emphasizing freshness.

The feeling among blacksmiths is like they logged into a pig pen’s meat pig and then controlled the meat pig to make pork dumplings.

Under the bizarre Nine-State game worldview, they have gradually accepted various quirky settings.

Soon, a special competition was launched.

Ning Zheng had just clocked out and entered the villa, witnessing the festivity, which had already transformed into a food festival.

The entire square was filled with stalls.

Several hundred stalls, thousands of people walking around, teeming with excitement, quite joyful.

Some couples walked around hand in hand, eating and drinking everywhere, their faces beaming with youthful smiles.

Ning Zheng barely stepped in to take a look before a blacksmith invited him to taste the food.

But as he looked up at the "Fried Italian Pasta" stall sign, and then saw a chef frantically shaking his head in a frying pan, turning his hair into curly pasta.

He fell silent, what kind of earth-eating adaptation technique was this, and quickly waved his hand:

"I’ve already eaten before coming to the villa, so I won’t eat."

"Sir, we did wash our hair."

"Exactly, we can even eat earth, what’s there that we can’t eat, clean and tidy!"

A few blacksmiths regrettably watched Ning Zheng leave.

But regardless, Ning Zheng thought the event was quite lively.

They themselves can come up with plenty of antics, having fun... completely without needing parental guidance.

From a distance, the dining hall’s stall was the most popular.

Chongshan Fang’s live-packaged soup dumplings were flying at lightning speed, dazzling spectators.

"Wow!"

"So amazing!"

"This one, terrifying like this, must not be left alone! Surely the future’s Food Immortal Venerate in the Immortal Realm."

A group of blacksmiths exclaimed.

Chongshan Fang seemed to be bewitched by such enthusiastic cheers.

When she previously ran her breakfast shop, she had never received such cheers, because the Cultivators in the marketplace were so competitive, it was frightening.

She was never the standout among them.

Moreover, she wasn’t from a chef family, as the true top chef inheritors would open large restaurants in the marketplace, and the family disciples would even establish restaurant chains...

But now.

She enjoyed the cheers!

This felt like she had really become the dream chef in the Immortal Realm, where True Immortals and Immortal Venerates from various civilizations would come to dine and cheer below.

"Although it’s somewhat shameful to know my pride like this is wrong, I’m just bullying some unprofessional chefs."

"But this feeling... really is intoxicating."

...

At seven in the evening.

Chongshan Fang opened her eyes and was back on the second floor of her breakfast shop, in a small, cramped room.

Recalling those enthusiastic cheers just now, and now being a small, weak Cultivator, a deep sense of separation arose.

"However, I’ve exchanged back the items again."

She extended her hand, atop it was a large stack of special bun skin: "Located in the mysterious unknown villa! Truly astonishing!"

"Spatial teleportation is indeed too expensive, such a small amount of stuff, costing thousands of Lower Grade Immortal Stones."

"But hopefully, I can sell it and make a killing."

Tomorrow she still had to get online, she didn’t hesitate, planning to take a trip at night.

As for being coveted by other forces for her special products?

They really wouldn’t have much way to handle her.

If she didn’t leave the house, she’d be absolutely safe.

Even if they knew she had a treasure from some mysterious channel... they’d only envy and not dare to openly act.

In the marketplace, killing is absolutely forbidden.

If any enemy attacked you in any marketplace, alarms would immediately sound and the marketplace’s array would instantly form a Protective Shield around you.

Unless that Tribulation Cultivator had the ability to instantly blow up the huge Defense Array of the entire marketplace, else they wouldn’t be able to kill you instantly.

Meanwhile, Celestial Immortal-level experts would rush over to handle the matter.

If Celestial Immortals found the matter serious upon arrival, the True Immortal behind the marketplace would immediately take action.

Beat the small fry, the big fish comes.

Moreover, such speed of travel can be completed within seconds.

Because being the center of countless wide heaven civilization worlds, Teleportation Arrays are highly advanced in the Immortal Realm.

If even True Immortal Sect Leader-level couldn’t stop them, there would be an Immortal Venerate personally taking action.

It’s just that exaggerated!

A small marketplace in Chongshan County theoretically could attract a giant Immortal Venerate.

Because any newly established marketplace is protected by the "Thirteen Civilizations Alliance" set up by Immortal Venerates, who collect protection fees and offer Immortal Venerate protection.

If you don’t join our Business Alliance?

Your marketplace doesn’t pay or submit Immortal Venerate protection fees but wants to open for business?

Very soon, some unknown True Immortal would come to attack you!

All marketplaces must obediently pay protection fees.

Immortal Venerates would personally protect you!

In reality, this is merely flattery, as Immortal Venerates have only intervened on behalf of marketplaces a few times throughout history.

Most of the time, they just collect protection fees for free.

Who would dare kill in a marketplace, slap Immortal Venerates in the face?

"Therefore, Tribulation Cultivators can only block and attack outside the marketplace."

"While I don’t leave the marketplace, no matter how envious others are, no one dares to attack me in the safe zone... unless my opportunity in hand can even make Immortal Venerates envious."

"If I need to travel far, I’d use long-distance Teleportation Arrays, though expensive, they lead directly to another marketplace."

"I can fully develop like this, running around places, forming a huge supply chain, selling raw materials to the various restaurants across the Zhongluan Domain."

She is a native of the Immortal Realm, naturally knowing how to rise most safely.