God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

On the light screen turntable in front of you, the pointer stopped steadily in one of the grids, and the three characters "face house banquet" on it were extremely clear.

Even without a systematic introduction, Ye Changqing has a certain understanding of the Confucius Mansion Banquet.

Compared with the Bazhen Banquet, the Confucius Mansion Banquet is obviously more famous and has been an important part of Chinese food culture in previous generations.

Confucian banquets cover a wide range and are used to receive distinguished guests, take office, birthdays and family days, weddings, funerals, birthdays, etc.

There are various cooking techniques, mainly frying, roasting, stir-frying and steaming.

Moreover, the Confucian banquet has a hierarchical system.

There are two classes.

The second level is mainly for birthday banquets, festivals, weddings and funerals, memorial ceremonies, and reception of distinguished guests.

The main items are four large pieces of shark fins and three large pieces of sea cucumbers.

The first-class banquet is for the emperor and princes and nobles, with 190 pieces of tableware and more than [-] dishes.

Naturally, what the system extracted was the highest first-class Confucius Mansion Banquet.

In terms of level, it should be higher than the Bazhen Banquet, but this time the system only gave it to one table.

Maybe it’s because there are so many dishes.

There are good and bad. The first-class Confucius Banquet is definitely more effective, but this time the quantity is small, so naturally not too many people can eat it.

The experience and methods of making a first-class Confucian banquet have already appeared in Ye Changqing's mind. At this time, he already has a clear understanding of the preparation of a first-class Confucian banquet.

There are also ingredients that are stored in the system space and can be accessed at any time.

"Fairy duck, first-class sea cucumber, a handful of shark's fins, charcoal in the snow, empty door meat jerky, mandarin fish in a flower basket, a screen of tofu..."

Looking at the dishes at the Confucius Residence Banquet, Ye Changqing also sighed, it was really rich.

Even though the system only gives the amount for one table, to be honest, it is indeed a lot.

Without even bothering to rest, Ye Changqing also heard the news of the attack from Qingtian Holy Land. He must let Wang Man and Yuancang, the two great uncles, break through to the Imperial Realm as soon as possible, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

After gathering all the spiritual chefs from the Spiritual Chef Alliance, Ye Changqing quietly took out the ingredients for the Kongfu Banquet and put them in the kitchen.

"Everyone, I'm going to make a banquet next and I need your help."

"Fan Zu's words are serious. If you have any orders, I will naturally obey them."

"That's right, Izu, if you say a word, we will go up to the mountains of swords and the seas of fire."

"It's not that exaggerated, let's get started."

Now these spiritual chefs are absolutely devoted to Ye Changqing.

The main thing is to let these spiritual chefs help him, and in many places, Ye Changqing is needed to teach them.

Each Chinese banquet has its own uniqueness, and many cooking methods are completely different from those in the vast world.

This was the first time that a group of spiritual chefs saw Ye Changqing prepare a banquet.

After some operations, all the spiritual chefs were amazed.

Because of many of Ye Changqing's methods, they had never heard of them, let alone seen them.

This simply opened up a new way of cooking, which shocked the chefs of the world and inspired them at the same time.

"As expected of Fan Zu, why didn't I think of dealing with ducks like this?"

"Be careful, these ingredients are very valuable, no less valuable than the Demon Emperor's ingredients."

The ingredients that Ye Changqing brought out this time were naturally perfect. How could there be any difference in what the system provided?

Therefore, all the spiritual chefs are very careful when handling it, preferring to go slower than losing any of the ingredients.

As the saying goes, when everyone adds firewood, the flames rise. With the help of so many spiritual chefs, Ye Changqing is very fast.

I guess it will be ready to eat tomorrow night, so there should be enough time.

Preparations were made all night long, and breakfast the next day was simple beef noodles, and lunch only had egg fried rice and pickles.

But even so, the Dao Yizong disciples were still very excited to eat.

In their view, it doesn't matter what they eat, the important thing is that it was made by Ye Changqing.

It's just that this is very painful for the monks of the major sects, because they don't even get a single meal.

Ever since the Dao Yizong disciples arrived, they have been in extremely miserable condition.

No matter how careful you are, you will never be a match for these Dao Yizong disciples in the end.

They even made a sneak attack in turn, but it seemed to be of no use to the Dao Yizong disciples.

I feel depressed in my heart, but there is nothing I can do about it. After all, the conditions given by Shangzong are very fair. If I can't eat, who can be blamed? You can only blame yourself for not living up to expectations.

Seeing Dao Zong devouring his food, the monks were looking forward to seeing it and swallowing their saliva crazily.

Just before, they were the ones eating, but now, alas...the good days are gone forever.

Ye Changqing didn't pay too much attention to the disciples' dinner. Ye Changqing was busy with the Confucius' banquet all day and night.

The time is set for tonight. At the same time, I have told Yu Mo, Qi Xiong and the others that this time there is only room for one table.

So Ye Changqing's suggestion is to give as much food as possible to Wang Man and Yuan Cang, the two great uncles.

It is necessary to ensure the breakthrough of the two master uncles.

In this regard, Yu Mo and Qi Xiong naturally knew the stakes and immediately nodded in agreement.

Although the two of them couldn't help but salivate when they thought about the delicious food of the Eight Treasures Banquet last time.

But the two of them still understand the meaning of a full meal.

If Yuan Cang and Wang Man cannot break through to the Imperial Realm, then there is really no guarantee that one sect will be able to pass Qingtian Holy Land.

If you lose then there will be nothing.

He could only endure it, but despite this, Yu Mo still complained to the two of them with an unhappy look on his face.

"Did you two old guys do it on purpose? Just so you can have a feast for free?"

"How is it possible? The two of us really tried our best."

"Oh, I'm very happy now. There is only one table for this banquet. Changqing boy specially told me to eat with you two first, and we can only watch from the side."

Yu Mo was really jealous. It was a banquet. He still couldn't forget the last Bazhen Banquet.

And this time, I finally had such an opportunity, but what the hell is it that I can only watch it but not eat it?

Facing Yu Mo who was full of resentment, Wang Man and Yuan Cang tried their best to pretend to be guilty.

"Alas, this matter is indeed our fault, but don't worry, we will definitely be able to break through this time."

"Yes, if you don't succeed this time, you will be successful."

"Okay, okay, stop pretending, wipe off your saliva first and then talk."

It sounded like what he said, but the saliva at the corner of his mouth had betrayed the two of them. At this time, these two old guys couldn't figure out how to have fun secretly.

Two people having a banquet at the same table, damn it, just thinking about it makes people extremely angry.

The news that Ye Changqing prepared a banquet for Wang Man and Yuan Cang to break through has long been spread.

However, it was a matter of life and death for the sect, and everyone could understand, including Holy Master Yunluo and Holy Master Yaochi. They were too embarrassed to lick their faces this time.

Although I knew it would taste better, it was a matter of survival for the sect after all. Therefore, Holy Master Yunluo and Holy Master Yaochi could only follow the others and eat some ordinary egg fried rice.