The Wealthy Young Man

The young man casually took out banknotes worth a million taels without even blinking!

This friend.

I, Jun Changxiao, was definitely making him mine!

"Still hungry? Want another bowl of fried rice?"

"Fried rice alone isn't very nutritious."

"Zi Lin, go catch a few carp from the river and have Dudu make him some Sweet and Sour Carp to nourish him."

Once Sect Master Jun became enthusiastic, he really was a little unbearable.

"Sweet and Sour Carp?"

The young man exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't that the dish made by a girl called Liu Wanshi during the Culinary Competition in Southwest Yang Province?"

"You've heard of it?" Jun Changxiao asked in astonishment.

"Of course!"

The young man said, "I don't have many hobbies. I just love tasting all the delicacies under heaven!"

All right.

Someone who shared Zhen Dejun's hobby!

It was just a pity that his cultivation was a little too trashy, so there was no need to recruit him into the sect. Wait... if this fellow was very rich, he could reluctantly accept him.

"Ahem."

Jun Changxiao cleared his throat and pointed at Liu Wanshi. "She is Liu Wanshi, and she made the Sweet and Sour Carp as well."

"Ah!"

The young man's eyes widened as he said in disbelief, "Y-you're Liu Wanshi??"

"Mhm," Liu Wanshi said.

"Heavens, heavens!"

The young man stood up, then viciously pinched his own face. "I'm not dreaming? Is it really her?!"

With his hands behind his back, Jun Changxiao introduced himself, "I am Jun Changxiao, Sect Master of the Eternal Sect."

The young man clearly did not care about him. Instead, he scrutinized Liu Wanshi carefully and said, "No wonder that fried rice was so delicious just now. It was made by the champion of the Culinary Competition!"

"Little friend."

Jun Changxiao said,