With Little Hai coming forward to smooth things over, the two sides no longer quarreled and began to taste the food on the table.
This table of dishes was cooked by the chef of Carefree Peak. It looked, smelled, and tasted good, which moved the disciples of Misty Peak who had suffered a lot in the cafeteria. Especially the innocent Senior Sister Liu Li, who was the happiest. While eating, she praised, "This meat is great, great!", "What I used to eat here are just dregs!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Lu looked back at a certain Western Continent girl who was standing at the entrance of the kitchen. Upon hearing this, he sent an encouraging look to her. However, Aya didn't appreciate it; she turned around and went back to the kitchen.
After eating for a while, Wang Lu put down his chopsticks, knowing that the time was almost up. The other side couldn't keep eating like this, and they hadn't even started their business yet.
Sure enough, the fourth disciple of Ten Thousand Arts Sect, Lu Qiancai, frowned and said, "Is this what your Lingjian School usually eats?"
Wang Lu really wanted to say, "We f * cking want to eat it too, but Aya, that waste wood, has to be able to cook it!"
However, what came out of his mouth was, "What's wrong with it?"
Lu Qiancai coldly humphed. "Wrong? There's nothing wrong with it! This table of food looks, smells, and tastes good. Moreover, the ingredients are of high quality, there's no lack of high-rank spirit things and even immortal things, but the chef doesn't understand nutrition at all! Not to mention that the cooking method of some dishes is wrong, which completely destroys the nutritional value, the matching of this table of food itself is extremely unreasonable! It's more than enough for ordinary people to satisfy their appetite, but for cultivators, it's simply a table of garbage! "
Wang Lu lightly responded, "I didn't stop you from bringing your own food. If you feel that there's a lack of nutrition, then just add it yourself. Everything is matched by the chef, what's the use of you!?"
Lu Qiancai was suddenly at a loss for words. After a while, he said, "This shows that your chef is not professional!"
"Nonsense, this is not the Blue River Region Chef Academy, why do you need a professional chef? Our Lingjian School is not a rice bucket shop like yours. "
Lu Qiancai angrily said, "Are you saying our Ten Thousand Arts Sect is a rice bucket shop!?"
"Don't want to hear it? Then let's change the topic. How about we discuss the issue of molesting a little girl? "
"You!"
With that, the Eldest Brother of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect finally couldn't sit still anymore. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and said with a sinking voice, "You're wrong about this. According to the latest research of the Wanxian League, a cultivator's diet has a very important impact on their cultivation. Apart from absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, a cultivator's diet was another important source of magic power, which could not be ignored. A cultivator who knows how to eat is a qualified cultivator, and a sect that knows how to eat is a qualified sect. In this aspect, your Lingjian School is far behind. It's complete bullsh * t! "
Regarding this, Wang Lu shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, "Do you think a bunch of trash like you are worthy of talking about food in front of my Lingjian School?"
"What a joke. You barbarians are the ones who don't have the right to talk about eating. You …"
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Lu had already clapped his hands. "Alright, since you're not convinced, let's have a match."
Zhan Ziye was stunned. "Compete? Compete what? How do we compete?"
"Of course we compete to see who can eat. As for the competition method, don't tell me your Ten Thousand Arts Sect hasn't done it before?"
Zhan Ziye frowned. "Who would compete in this kind of thing?"
Wang Lu smiled. "It's you who said that diet is important, and it's also you who said that the sect that knows how to eat is a qualified sect, yet you guys don't even have the relevant competition mechanism?"
Who would make such a pain in the ass competition mechanism?
However, before Zhan Ziye could come up with an explanation, Wang Lu added, "It doesn't matter if you don't. Let's use our Lingjian School's rules to compete."
No matter how much of a nerd Zhan Ziye was, he knew that this was inappropriate. "Use your rules to compete?"
"What? Don't you guys boast that you know how to eat and boast that your academic ability is amazing? Then use our rules to defeat us. Since you can come here from the faraway Eastern Border Region, why would you be afraid of an away game? "
Wang Lu's provocation immediately worked. Before Zhan Ziye could speak, the third brother, Zhao Jiangyuan, angrily said, "Who's afraid of who! Tell us how to compete, we'll take it! "
Wang Lu said, "Good, it's a deal! Elders, please be our witness! "
Then, he turned his gaze to the other side. At the main table, the Elders of the two sects had already put down their chopsticks and exchanged pleasantries.
The Elders of the Lingjian School had already expected this, so at this time, they were not in a hurry. However, Yuan Chaonian tightly furrowed his brows. Inwardly, he had a bad feeling. Since the show in the morning, he knew that the Lingjian School had long been prepared and had dug a big pit for him to jump into. At this time, this confident posture didn't seem to be a pretense.
However, what Zhan Ziye said just now was not nonsense. On the issue of eating, the Ten Thousand Arts Sect had already done in-depth research. Their disciples had also undergone special training. In this regard, they were in the forefront of the Wanxian League. Thus, it was not that easy for the Lingjian School to make a fuss about eating.
In fact, it was not easy for the Lingjian School to make a fuss in any aspect. The academic atmosphere of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect was very strong, so much so that most of the fields had their own unique research!
After thinking about it, Yuan Chaonian opened his mouth and asked, "May I ask what is the rule of your school?"
Wang Lu smiled and said, "The detailed rules are here. If you think it's unfair, then let's drop this matter."
With that, Wang Lu handed over a stack of sincerity paper to Yuan Chaonian. The Elder took it with a face full of suspicion, thinking, "What kind of rules could be written in such a thick stack?" However, after a quick glance, he raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but loudly praise, "What a great idea!"
With his Deity Stage cultivation base, the tens of thousands of words that Wang Lu had painstakingly written could be understood by him in just a glance. Then, as a scholar, he immediately found the beauty of it and couldn't help but applaud. It was just that, as soon as his voice fell, Yuan Chaonian realized that he had lost his self-control. He coughed, frowned, and re-examined the explanation of the rules … It was not because the rules were disadvantageous to the Ten Thousand Arts Sect. On the contrary, in Yuan Chaonian's view, this extremely complex rule was quite advantageous to the Ten Thousand Arts Sect. Even if the Lingjian School had carried out a lot of training on this, the advantage of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect still remained unchanged.
Let alone this rule was clearly just written not long ago, the ink hasn't even dried yet! Presumably, the people of the Lingjian School didn't have much preparation for this. Then … where did they get their confidence from?
With a questioning look, Yuan Chaonian once again stared at Wang Lu. However, he saw that the latter's face was calm. Under the scrutiny of a Deity Stage powerhouse, he was unexpectedly indifferent!
Of course, this was also because Yuan Chaonian didn't use his primordial spirit and magical power at all. After all, this was the home of the Lingjian School. With his identity as an Elder, it would be too despicable for him to make a move against a Successor Disciple … However, it could be seen that Wang Lu was genuinely calm and didn't have any ulterior motives.
Thus, Yuan Chaonian had nothing to say. He handed over the sincerity paper to Zhan Ziye and the others. The speed of the several disciples was not slow, so it didn't take long for them to finish reading it.
The Eldest Brother Zhan Ziye nodded his head. "I have no objection to this."
Zhao Jiangyuan was even more confident. "Rest assured, disciple will not lose face for the sect!"
Lu Qiancai was the fuse of this competition. At this time, his face was also filled with excitement. "The rules of this competition are really interesting. Master, please allow me to participate in the competition with my Senior Brothers!"
Ye Feifei and Hai Yunfan didn't express their stance, especially Hai Yunfan, who couldn't help but wryly smile inwardly.
Senior Brothers, you guys … are still too young. If it were me, once I saw Wang Lu's appearance, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the time to escape. How could you guys rush to jump into the pit like this?
However, he had also seen the rules just now. It was indeed Wang Lu's handwriting. Not to mention the previous verbal confrontation at the dinner table, just this set of rules alone would be difficult for any qualified disciple of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect to refuse.
Wang Lu had really scratched the itch of his Senior Brothers.
Seeing his disciple's stance, Yuan Chaonian hesitated for a moment. "Then let's compete."
The Lingjian School had been waiting for the competition for a long time. When Yuan Chaonian nodded his head, Wang Lu smiled and clapped his hands. "Set the stage!" The several Elders at the main table had already gotten up and moved the table to the side.
The center of the cafeteria was naturally reserved for the competition. As soon as the main table was moved, an oval table that was several times larger took its place. There was no food on the table, but instead, there were ten card boxes.
The disciples of the two sects respectively took their seats in front of the card boxes. Although the disciples of the Lingjian School were not familiar with each other, they had previously rehearsed the rules, so they had a rough idea of the rules. The disciples of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect gave full play to their academic talent advantage. After going through the rules in their mind, they confidently found a place to sit down.
Then, after Yuan Chaonian determined that the two sides were ready, he gave the order, "Begin!"
The ten disciples quickly opened the card boxes and pulled out dozens of cards. While the other disciples were still browsing the cards and thinking about the strategy, the third disciple of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect, Zhao Jiangyuan, without hesitation, directly pulled out the first card and shouted, "Braised beef noodles!"
The card that he held high was painted with a bowl of fragrant noodles. On the upper left corner of the card were written 50 points, and below it were written Red 3, Yellow 5, and Green 1.
A moment later, a bowl of braised beef noodles appeared in front of Zhao Jiangyuan. He picked up the chopsticks and gently touched the bottom of the bowl. At the same time, he released his magical power and stuck the chopsticks to the entire bowl of noodles. He then picked up a big piece of dough, opened his mouth, directly dislocated his jaw, and swallowed the dough!
The whole bowl of braised beef noodles was swallowed by Zhao Jiangyuan in one bite. Then, the number 50 appeared on top of his head, along with the red 3, yellow 5, green 1, and other gray, black, brown, and other numbers. However, all of them were 0.
This was the basic rule of the game. The contestants used the cards to order the dishes. Every time they ate a dish, there would be corresponding points and elements in their account — the so-called elements were what people often said was the nutritional value. The dozens of cards each represented different dishes, and each had different points and nutritional elements. The way for the contestants to win was through these different dishes, and finally, they would get the most and most reasonable nutritional elements.
So what was the role of the points? It was very simple. The use of points was to buy cards. The first dozens of cards in a player's hand were some of the most basic dishes, such as braised beef noodles, pickled cabbage noodles, mushroom stewed chicken noodles … Only by accumulating a certain amount of points through these different cards could they buy new cards. However, when buying cards, there were many factors that needed to be considered.
For example, a bowl of congee with pork and century egg was 100 points, and two catties of cooked beef was also 100 points. In terms of points, the former was naturally more cost-effective. However, the nutritional value of the latter was far higher than the former. So, whether to use the points or the nutritional elements directly depended on the person. Only by accumulating enough points could one exchange for a highly nutritious and cost-effective card. However, filling one's stomach in order to accumulate points would be neglecting the essentials.
Apart from that, one also had to consider the taste. For example, a steamed fish in hot chili oil might have high points and nutritional value, but it was added with the high-grade spirit herb, Invincible Killer Pepper. In that case, one really had to think about whether to eat it or not …
Finally, one had to consider the special effects of the dishes. For example, some dishes were appetizers, some were especially greasy, and one bite would make one feel sick for a long time, and some would fart easily …
And in this process, the most basic requirement was not the ability to calculate and layout, but the appetite. No matter how meticulous the calculation was, and the nutrition was reasonable, if one didn't have enough appetite to eat the dishes represented by the cards, it would all be in vain … This was a competition for the king of the stomach!
However, this was actually what the Ten Thousand Arts Sect wanted. In this group of five people, Zhan Ziye had the highest cultivation base, but the rest of the disciples also had their own unique skills. This Zhao Jiangyuan really had a great specialty in eating — that is, he could eat a lot! Therefore, after getting the cards, Zhao Jiangyuan didn't think too much and directly ordered the dishes. Before the other people had finished looking at the cards, he had already eaten his first dish, braised beef noodles. Gaining the upper hand by showing off his strength!
However, the next moment, Zhao Jiangyuan's complexion suddenly changed, revealing a painful expression.
In this regard, Wang Lu just sneered.
Idiot, the dish of this competition was made by Aya.
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