Chapter 2622 — Another Young Talent?
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"Yes, but they're all herbs for refining first-grade pills. For second-grade pills, there's only the Minor Rejuvenation Pill's ingredients..." Wei Zhao said.
"My disciple is currently a first-grade alchemist, so I've planted more of the herbs needed for first-grade pills. As for second-grade pills, she is only at the trial stage and cannot yet form a pill, so the type of pill doesn't matter. The herbs for the Minor Rejuvenation Pill are relatively easy to keep alive, have higher yields, and are simple to cultivate, so that's the only one I planted," the White Leader explained. "Once she truly becomes a second-grade alchemist, I'll cultivate more."
Wei Zhao nodded and said nothing further.
In the kitchen of the White Leader's home, a lovely figure was busily at work. Had Wei Zhao been there, he would certainly have been stunned—for this person was none other than the little nurse, Guan Xin!
Following the White Leader's instructions, Guan Xin had prepared eight dishes and a soup, all made with her "utmost care." Though she was hardly eager to meet some young talent, the man was, after all, someone her master esteemed, and since the White Leader had spoken, Guan Xin could hardly refuse. But to bring out her finest cooking to entertain the guest—that was out of the question!
This was because the White Leader had always been too kind and gentle with her. In an ordinary sect, when a master spoke, how would a disciple dare cut corners in carrying out his words? But Guan Xin was the White Leader's last disciple, and because her progress in alchemy was so rapid, the White Leader doted on her!
This was also why Guan Xin dared to make the food taste so awful. In her view, as long as her dishes looked presentable, that was enough. If the taste was bad, the guest might feel miserable eating it, but he would hardly say so—at most, he would simply never come back to eat again.
Still, this scene reminded Guan Xin of the time her grandfather had introduced a young talent to her at home! Back then, she had done the same—trying to cook a table of terrible dishes to "poison" that young talent to death!
In the end, it had turned into a huge farce: the young talent her grandfather had spoken of was none other than her own beloved, Wei Zhao! At the time, Guan Xin had been so mortified she could have died. She had finally gotten a chance to show off her cooking before her sweetheart—and then ruined it with her own hands!
Fortunately, Wei Zhao had not minded; otherwise, Guan Xin would have been truly embarrassed.
Ah, how time flew—it had already been several months since she had taken the White Leader as her master. She wondered how Wei Zhao was doing now. She had not heard from him in so long, and unbidden, Wei Zhao's figure—not tall, yet upright and vigorous—rose once more in Guan Xin's heart...
Thinking of Wei Zhao made it even more impossible for Guan Xin to give today's young talent any ideas. What if he really did take a fancy to her and started coming over often? Then, constrained by her master's face, she would be unable to drive this fellow disciple out—and that would be a real problem!
So Guan Xin went all out, pushing her culinary skills to their absolute limit. The dishes she cooked looked as beautiful as could be, but tasted as awful as could be—guaranteed that one bite would put you off for a hundred years!
As dish after dish—exquisitely prepared, perfect in color and aroma, but not in flavor—was carried to the table, the doorbell of the White Leader's villa rang.