Immortal Martial: Pushing Through Two Realms From Reality - Section 31

Could he really get rich by selling Blood Nourishing Medicinal Cuisine?

Jiang Shu's gaze towards Luo Yongcheng grew colder and colder. Ultimately, he didn't say anything more, just turned to face Zhou Yang and said softly:

"Let's go."

As if sensing Jiang Shu's displeasure.

Zhou Yang, who was usually quite talkative, uncharacteristically remained quiet. He silently led the way, heading straight for the Zhou Family Restaurant.

"Young Master, hello."

The waiter at the entrance of the restaurant hurried over to greet Zhou Yang upon seeing him.

Zhou Yang nodded, waved, and whispered a few words before leading Jiang Shu into a private room.

About the time it takes for two sticks of incense to burn, a waiter finally arrived with a tray, placing dish after dish on the table.

"Brother Jiang, let me introduce you. This is mutton from the Red Fur Sheep. Red Fur Sheep are the most aggressive, and their meat is incredibly flavourful. They always need to be cooked over high heat for more than half an hour."

"Too gamey."

Zhou Yang would introduce a dish, and Jiang Shu would sample it, offering constant critiques.

"Too astringent."

"Too bitter."

"Too bland."

Whether it was Earth in his past life or Xuan Star in this one, countless delicacies had emerged.

While he couldn't claim to be a gourmet, Jiang Shu could pinpoint the flaws in every dish served at the Zhou Family Restaurant.

In terms of Martial Arts, this world might be far ahead of Xuan Star.

But when it came to cuisine, it seemed to lag far behind.

At least, that was the case in Pingling County.

Salt, MSG, and spices would undoubtedly have a huge market here.

Silently contemplating his future money-making plans, Jiang Shu set down his chopsticks.

"Brother Jiang... you don't mean it, do you?"

Zhou Yang took a few bites of the meat himself. No matter how he ate it, he felt the chef's skill today was excellent.

He looked at Jiang Shu, a look of bitterness he couldn't shake off plastered on his face. If he didn't know Jiang Shu's character, if he hadn't actively invited Jiang Shu to the restaurant this time, he would have thought Jiang Shu was deliberately making fun of him.

His Zhou Family Restaurant's dishes were bad?

Then there were barely any decent restaurants in the entire Pingling County!

"Let's forget about it today. After I become a formal disciple, I'll come to your restaurant and cook a few dishes for you all. If you think these dishes taste good, then we can sit down and discuss business."

"If you think they don't taste as good as what's on the table today, then just pretend I never said anything."

Jiang Shu smiled, offering no further explanation.

For those who had never tasted good food, any description of delicacies from others would be pale.

Only when it entered their mouths, feeling the dance of their taste buds, could they know what true deliciousness was.

Salt, MSG, spices – he could introduce them step by step.

This business should be feasible.

"Heh heh, then Brother Jiang, you have to let me know in advance. I'll have the kitchen staff prepare the ingredients early." Zhou Yang didn't really believe Jiang Shu could cook.

Cooking was a genuine skill.

In his opinion, a skilled chef was more impressive than a martial artist who had achieved Qi and Blood Sensing.

Brother Jiang might have great talent in martial arts.

But cooking... without seven or eight years of rigorous practice, what could he possibly achieve?

But what could he do? Jiang Shu's talent in martial arts was too high.

He was bound to become a formal disciple.

He had to curry favour with him.

At that time, even if the dishes were burnt, he would eat them all!

"Enough talk, let me toast you first, Brother Jiang. I wish you achieve Full Body Vital Energy Circulation soon and become a formal disciple!"

Pouring a small cup of wine into the wine goblet, Zhou Yang raised his cup and faced Jiang Shu.

"I won't be drinking."

Jiang Shu raised his empty cup and clinked it against Zhou Yang's, saying, "And I wish the Zhou Family Restaurant great prosperity in the future."

Five days later.

A light drizzle shrouded the entire county town of Pingling.

Inside the Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School.

About a dozen apprentices still stood in their stances, breathing like tigers.

After reaching the stage of Qi and Blood Transportation, any light rain that fell upon them was immediately evaporated by their surging Blood Essence.

The martial artists would not catch a cold from being rained on.

Jiang Shu emerged from Coiling Snake Alley, walking through the rain all the way to the Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School.

This time, he didn't stop to stand in his usual stance and breathe.

Instead, he walked directly to the maidservant outside Elder Qiu's room and said, "Excuse me, elder sister, please go in and announce that apprentice Jiang Shu has achieved mastery in the three methods of training, nurturing, and striking today. His Full Body Vital Energy Circulation is complete, and he wishes to request an audience with Elder Qiu."

Recognizing Jiang Shu as the apprentice Elder Qiu had been praising for the past two months.

The maidservant said nothing further. She knocked on the door, then slightly pushed it open, turning sideways to squeeze inside.

After a moment.

A muffled voice, mixed with a phlegm-filled cough, came from inside the room:

"Come in."

The door creaked open.

The maidservant stood to the side, slightly bowing.

Jiang Shu stepped inside, his gaze unconsciously sweeping around the room.

It was not as he had imagined. Elder Qiu's room was extremely simple. Despite being nearly thirty square meters, it contained only a bed and a table, making it appear extremely sparse.

On the wall hung a painting of a hungry tiger descending the mountain.

He wondered who had painted it.

"Greetings, Elder Qiu,"

Jiang Shu bowed respectfully to Elder Qiu, who was seated on the bed, and said in a deep voice.

He tried to calm his heartbeat. Although he had fantasized about this moment for a long time, standing here, he still felt his heart surge like crashing waves.

After all, if he successfully became a formal disciple.

It would mean he could continuously take the Hungry Tiger Secret Medicine to improve himself and truly learn the martial arts of the Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School.

He just didn't know how high the ceiling was for the martial arts taught at the school.

Bone Forging?

Or training the internal organs.

How would it compare to the Guiding Technique at the Academy in the future?

"Mastery in training, nurturing, and striking. You wish to become a formal disciple?"

Elder Qiu paused, glanced at Jiang Shu, and continued:

"But you must think carefully. Formal disciples of the martial arts school are not like apprentices. As an apprentice, you can come to the Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School to train today, and tomorrow you can go to the White Crane Martial Arts School, or the Antelope Martial Arts School. As long as you pay the fees, the masters at any martial arts school will accept you."

"But for a formal disciple, not only do I need to register you at the county yamen, but I also have to announce to all the martial arts masters in the county city that I am taking you under my wing. From then on, you will be a formal disciple of the Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School, and when you go out, you must uphold the reputation of our Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School. Whoever insults it, kill them."

"One last time, I ask you, are you willing to be accepted into the Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School and become a formal disciple under me, Qiu Hai?"

"I am willing."

Jiang Shu's reply was concise and without hesitation.

In Pingling County, he had no other path to take.

If he wanted to learn martial arts, besides the martial arts schools, his only options were powerful families or the county yamen.

The martial arts school was the most suitable path for him.

It was the only path he could take.