The Third Corps of the Western Mystery Army was the weakest among the three armies of the Western Mystery Army. Compared to the elites of the First Army, the soldiers of the Third Corps were much weaker in terms of cultivation and willpower. However, the Third Corps of the Western Mystery Army was a well-trained army.
The cooks of the Cooks' Army Unit carried pots that were steaming hot and emitted a rich fragrance. Within the pots were the delicious dishes that they had spent a lot of effort to prepare. Some of these dishes were made with precious ingredients, and some were made with the meat of precious spirit beasts. The purpose of these dishes was to allow the soldiers of the Third Corps to be in their best condition after eating them. Only then would they be able to face the upcoming battle in their best condition.
Dong!
The heavy pots were placed in the middle of the camp. Immediately, a rich fragrance spread out and permeated the surroundings of the camp.
The armored soldiers in the camp curiously looked at the pots. Although they were curious, they didn't have any expectations. This made Wei Dafu, who had been secretly observing the expressions of the soldiers, a little angry.
However, he was also helpless. The soldiers of the Third Corps were already sick of the dishes they had prepared. Although the dishes they had meticulously prepared tasted good, and perhaps because they hadn't eaten them many times, the soldiers would still be excited and curious about them. However, if they were ordinary dishes, the soldiers wouldn't feel anything when they saw them.
Without any new ideas, the taste wouldn't be able to capture the taste buds of the soldiers. This was the helplessness of the cooks.
The commander of the Third Corps, Zhu Yue, slowly walked toward Wei Dafu with his hands clasped behind his back. Beside him were a few armored adjutants.
Wei Dafu's face was immediately filled with respect. He bowed to Wei Dafu and stood to the side.
"Very good. You've worked hard. Distribute these dishes so that the soldiers can enjoy a good meal." Zhu Yue had a satisfied smile on his face. Although the Cooks' Army Unit's dishes were still the same, it wasn't easy to eat a good meal.
Wei Dafu responded and then began to arrange for people to serve the dishes. The soldiers also rushed over and surrounded the pots. They excitedly began to order dishes.
Wei Dafu and the others were very busy. These Spirit Qi dishes were very popular with the soldiers because they tasted good and could keep the True Qi in their bodies full. How could they not like this kind of food!
Bu Fang calmly looked at the group of soldiers who were like hungry wolves. He placed the small pot in his hand on the ground. The pot was still covered with a lid, so the smell of the dish could not be released at all.
Just as Wei Dafu had said, the soldiers' gazes were all focused on the spirit energy dishes. No one was interested in Bu Fang's pot, which was an ordinary dish.
Even the eyes of the soldiers did not land on the pot. The difference was too great.
Wei Dafu had a smile on his face. From time to time, he would take a bowl of rice and serve it to the soldiers. From time to time, he would be in charge of patrolling. Looking at the bustling crowd, he could not stop smiling.
His gaze fell on Bu Fang, who was standing in the corner. In front of Bu Fang was a pot. The pot was covered with a wooden lid, so the smell of the dish could not be released. Bu Fang stood alone in the corner, looking very shabby.
"See … Indeed, no one is interested. If no one eats your dish, I will settle the score with you when we return to the Cooks' Army Unit."
Wei Dafu clasped his hands behind his back and walked to Bu Fang's side. Looking at Bu Fang's appearance, he suddenly sneered.
The difference in competitiveness between ordinary dishes and spirit energy dishes was too great. There was no doubt about it. It could be seen from the intensity of the two dishes.
Bu Fang glanced at Wei Dafu, who seemed to be a petty person intoxicated by success. The corners of his mouth curled up. He looked at the soldiers fighting over the dishes in the other pots, but his expression did not change.
Even though the expressions on the soldiers' faces were very excited, Bu Fang could feel that there was not much joy in them. It was obvious … they had already eaten these dishes. They were not looking forward to it. Moreover, the taste was not able to capture the excitement of their taste buds.
"Let them eat for a while longer. Otherwise, I'm afraid my dish will be snatched away." Bu Fang looked at Wei Dafu, who was about to leave with his hands behind his back, and said with a faint smile. His words were filled with confidence.
Wei Dafu's body instantly stiffened. He sneered disdainfully, "You brat, you are really confident … However, there is a huge difference between the food cooked with spirit energy ingredients and the food cooked with ordinary ingredients. Your confidence is just like your ignorance."
"Oh … ignorance?" The corners of Bu Fang's mouth instantly curled up.
Then, he no longer paid attention to Wei Dafu. Instead, he used one hand to press on the wooden lid of the pot. With a forceful pull, he suddenly lifted the lid.
Steaming hot air soared into the sky. The rising white steam was like an exploding mushroom cloud, spreading out with a loud bang.
An extremely rich fragrance gushed out from the pot. It was like a volcano that suddenly erupted. It was as if a bomb had been thrown into the camp.
"Gululu …"
The fragrance was like a whirlwind. In an instant, the entire camp became silent. The movements of the soldiers fighting over the dishes all became sluggish.
They smelled a very strange aroma. They had never smelled or appraised this aroma before, but this aroma stimulated their taste buds in an instant. The aroma was extremely rich.
Bu Fang took in a deep breath. His face became slightly rosy. He looked at the dish in the pot with excitement and excitement.
A spicy, numbing, rich, and fragrant smell gushed out from the pot and sprayed onto his face.
Chunks of jelly-like tofu slightly trembled in the boiling soup. It was accompanied by a numbing and spicy fragrance.
Mapo Tofu … The fragrant and spicy Mapo Tofu!
This was a very tasty dish. Just the fragrance alone was enough to make people swallow their saliva.
The instant the wooden lid was lifted, the instant the fragrance gushed out, Wei Dafu's body stiffened. The fragrance that seemed to envelop the entire camp … What the hell!
As expected, Wei Dafu secretly cursed in his heart. He raised his head and discovered that the soldiers, who were originally fighting over the spirit energy dishes, were all attracted over. This group of people slowly surrounded Bu Fang. Each and every one of them swallowed their saliva. Their faces were filled with excitement and desire.
"It smells so good! I have never smelled such a fragrant smell … "
"What kind of dish is this? I have never eaten it before. Did the Cooks' Army Unit come up with a new dish? "
"This spicy smell, this fragrance … Oh my god, my gluttonous bug is about to come out. I can't stand it anymore!"
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The soldiers chattered among themselves. Their eyes lit up as they stared at the Mapo Tofu in front of Bu Fang. Their faces were filled with desire.
"Eh? This pot is so small … Could it be that this dish was made with ordinary ingredients? " Some of the soldiers noticed that something was amiss. They were already familiar with the Cooks' Army Unit's routine. From the size of the pot, they could tell that it was a dish.
A look of disappointment appeared on some of their faces. If it was just an ordinary dish, then their desire for it would be much weaker.
Bu Fang was incomparably calm. If a dish wanted to attract people's attention, it must first rely on its fragrance. This was because fragrance was the first thing that the diners would come into contact with. It was the element that could stir the diners' hearts the most.
The fragrance of the Mapo Tofu was absolutely fragrant. There were many dishes that were fragrant. However, since he wanted to improve the soldiers' state of mind, spicy and fragrant dishes were the best. In the end, Bu Fang chose the Mapo Tofu.
Although the quality of the ingredients used wasn't very good, the effects of the dish were pretty good.
Bu Fang looked around at the soldiers who wanted to eat the Mapo Tofu but were regretfully shaking their heads. The corners of his mouth curled up. He picked up an iron ladle and shook the Mapo Tofu. He scooped up a spoonful and poured it into a bowl. Steam rose from the bowl and the fragrance of the Mapo Tofu wafted out.
Bu Fang passed the bowl to the soldier closest to him and said calmly, "Have a taste."
That soldier took the bowl subconsciously. It was obvious that he didn't want to reject Bu Fang's offer.
Wei Dafu's eyes widened and he roared in his heart. "Why did you take it? Where is your moral integrity? If you want to maintain your state of mind, you must eat dishes cooked with spirit energy ingredients! "
The soldier eagerly looked at the bowl in his hand. The rosy, tender, and spicy Mapo Tofu not only tickled his taste buds, but it also attracted his vision.
He used his trembling spoon to scoop up a spoonful of the tofu and blew on it.
Then, under the gazes of the crowd, he poured the Mapo Tofu into his mouth.
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