Customer Food God Has Recharged You

The Hall of Gathering Immortals was filled with peace and harmony as the Peach Banquet proceeded in a friendly, harmonious atmosphere.

Sun Monkey stood guard beside the Food God, afraid he might run away. After eating six or seven more rolls, he patted his belly. "Old official, Old Sun has eaten his fill. But what about my little ones?"

The Kitchen God, who had been secretly brooding nearby, immediately perked up and moved closer. "Great Sage, why don't I personally make a few more fine dishes?" The Kitchen God had thought it through carefully. Since he had lost his chance to shine before the immortals, he could start from the outside instead. It would still count as a contribution. The Food God might have won the immortals' praise, but—

the servants and attendants could not be overlooked either.

"Great Sage, I actually came prepared." The Food God narrowed his eyes at his old rival.

"Oh? What is it? Take it out. Hurry and let me see."

As the two spoke, the surrounding immortals immediately looked over. The Food God transformed again, producing a large basin filled with golden noodles and several seasonings placed beside it.

"Huh, noodles? Why aren't these boiled? And what's that blackish water?" Sun Monkey was curious, but this time, despite his impatience, he did not make a move.

Instead, he watched the Food God mix a bowl before snatching it away and grabbing a handful with his bare hand to stuff into his mouth.

He smacked and slurped loudly, making the immortals around him even more curious. What sort of delicious thing was this now?

"Mmm, delicious! Cool and refreshing, full of flavor. Never had this before. Delicious! Another bowl, old official. Don't be stingy."

"Great Sage, this is for the servants."

"I don't care. I want to eat it, and my little ones want to eat it too. Get me another bowl first. The other immortals will be eating Peaches of Immortality later, so they don't need this." Sun Monkey said it as if it were only natural.

The Barefoot Immortal refused to accept that. He had discovered something delicious. "No. Good things should be shared. Everyone should get some."

"That's more like it." Lord Lao deeply agreed.

"Well..." The Food God was in a difficult position. He had known these two dishes would cause a sensation, but he had not expected them to become this sought-after. No one had even touched the Peaches of Immortality yet.

"Very well. Since that is the case, Food God, make the preparations. I shall share sweetness and hardship with all the immortals." The Jade Emperor's smile deepened. This banquet had truly been well organized.

As basin after basin of cold noodles was distributed, the immortals immediately picked up their bowls and slurped away. Sun Monkey even hugged a huge platter and squatted off to one side.

If Qin Fen had seen him, he would definitely have imagined him in a full set of camouflage workwear. That massive bowl was a perfect match for work clothes, and it also reflected the truth that the Great Sage did more work than an ox, suffered more than a dog, yet earned wages no better than welfare.

Seeing every immortal beaming with joy, the Jade Emperor was delighted. "Issue my decree. Food God has rendered meritorious service in overseeing the Peach Banquet and deserves a reward. Grant him one bottle of immortal pills, one Peach of Immortality, and additionally, Duty Star Official, award Food God one thousand Merit!"

"As you command." The Duty Star Official wiped soy sauce from the corner of his mouth and immediately rose to his feet.

With a swipe of his hand, a tray appeared. He handed it to the Food God, pulled out the Book of Merit, and began writing with his brush.

The Kitchen God watched from the side until his eyes turned green with envy, while the Food God stepped forward excitedly, shouting in his heart, "Ancestor, it is all thanks to your blessing!"

The Food God was having a wonderful time, but Qin Fen was not feeling wonderful at all. He had gotten an apple from a colleague and had not even started peeling it when, while happily browsing the Heavenly Court's Moments, a shadow blocked the sunlight before him.

"You're having quite a good time, huh?"

A sinister voice sounded.

Qin Fen looked up. Damn, Fatty Wang. Of all people, he had been caught red-handed by him.

"I'm not playing around. I'm reading the news, keeping up with national affairs, striving for a harmonious society." Qin Fen immediately replied.

"You've got quite the ambition. Concerned about national affairs, are you? Is that something you should be worrying about? You're just a security guard. Instead of standing your post or going on patrol, you're playing on your phone. Does that uniform mean anything to you?"

Fatty Wang immediately started blowing up.

We used to play too, so why didn't you say a word then? In the end, you're just bitter because Sun Yating won't give you the time of day. Who wouldn't want to hook up with a goddess-level rich beauty? You could save yourself years of struggle.

Qin Fen could not be bothered with this guy. They both knew the truth.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Fatty Wang's eyes gleamed. "Fine. Since I caught you, there's nothing more to say. Five hundred yuan deducted from your pay."

Damn your uncle! Five hundred yuan? How much do I even make in a month? You've already docked six hundred from me today. Are you trying to kill me?

Qin Fen's expression changed. Rent here was not outrageously expensive, but it was not cheap either. It cost at least eight hundred yuan a month. With his usual expenses, more than a third of his monthly salary of 2,400 yuan was already gone. Add in the deductions, and this month would be truly difficult.

Just as he was about to soften his tone and say something, the hand holding his phone suddenly jolted.

The Food God carried his tray out of the Hall of Gathering Immortals without looking at his old rival even once. He kept muttering in his heart, "Daoist Nature, this time it was all thanks to your help. Not only did I avoid being put down, I even made a spectacular showing. I know you lack nothing and will not hold it against me, but this time, I truly owe it all to you.

I have never eaten Peaches of Immortality, so please let me keep this one. I will honor you properly next time. Merit may be precious, but as long as I accumulate it, it is not difficult to obtain. It is formed from the laws between Heaven and Earth and possesses miraculous effects. I know someone of your status does not care about it, but I cannot be without gratitude."

While the Food God was going through this inner monologue, Qin Fen glanced at his phone, and his eyes went wide.

"Customer Food God has recharged one thousand for you."

What was going on? The Food God had recharged a thousand for him? Qin Fen stared blankly at the notification. He did not think this recharge was in RMB. It had to be related to Heavenly Court roaming fees.

At that thought, Qin Fen's heart burned with excitement. Looking at Fatty Wang's face as he kept chattering away and berating him, Qin Fen felt a surge of pent-up anger.

He opened WeChat and tapped the book-shaped transfer icon, then gripped his phone in his hand.

Ninety percent. One hundred percent. A faint golden light flickered, not particularly noticeable. The golden light shot from Lu Li's palm into his body.

As the golden light entered him, countless strange symbols seemed to appear in Qin Fen's mind, profound and mysterious as they radiated golden light.

A flood of information poured into his mind: countless dishes, techniques, and knife skills. Everything the Food God understood and had achieved in cooking was transformed into knowledge and experience within Qin Fen's mind, as though it had been there since birth, constantly taking root and growing stronger.

After putting away his phone, Qin Fen held the apple in one hand and a knife in the other. Looking at the fat man before him, his hands began moving swiftly.

Without looking at his hands even once, it was as though his hands had grown eyes. Strips of apple peel spiraled downward without breaking, remaining connected in a single unbroken line. This was the legendary blind peeling technique, a divine skill where the technique lay not in the eyes, but in the heart.

That level of mastery, that almost miraculous knife work, nearly blinded Fatty Wang's gold-plated dog eyes.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear you. Say it again!" A smile Qin Fen had never shown before appeared on his face.