The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 224 - 140: How to Resolve Worries? Only Through Sudden Wealth!_3

Ye Hanjun began speaking in a steady tone, the eyes of some students who initially held high hopes gradually dimmed.

"Master Han, may I ask a tangential question?"

Meng Lina raised her hand for permission, and after receiving approval from Ye Hanjun, she asked clearly:

"You must have unique insights in the field of combat. Even without discussing fighting, you could talk about nurturing Fond Spirits."

"Why choose ’cooking’? For many students, cooking the ingredients well enough so they won’t get poisoned is sufficient."

"Nurturing Fond Spirits is even simpler. Many of them eat raw meat and plants and do not require any special cooking."

"If it were ’magical food’, that would indeed attract similar Patrons to learn and understand."

"But if it’s just ordinary food, I really can’t imagine the value in that."

Ye Hanjun nodded approvingly and said:

"Because the majority of the students don’t care."

"And cooking classes are only chosen by those with specific abilities, representing a pitifully small proportion."

"I don’t agree with this view--Fond Spirits’ physical structures are far more complex than imagined, and through cooking, you can learn some dissection techniques."

"Different ingredients have different effects. How to handle, match, and cook them--there’s a lot of knowledge in this field, definitely not something that can be glossed over in a few words."

"I see."

Meng Lina, deep in thought, finished speaking and waited for the class to officially begin.

However, Ying Yang couldn’t wait. He asked with a duck-like voice:

"Master Han, are we cooking Flying Feather Chicken today?"

"Isn’t this too simple? Plucking and bleeding, chopping, and stewing, isn’t it all just a piece of cake? Where is the need for instruction?"

"Oh?" Ye Hanjun raised the corner of his mouth, "What if I say that today’s ingredient is the feathers of the Flying Feather Chicken?"

"Huh?"

Ying Yang was taken aback and rebutted:

"Why eat feathers when there’s perfectly good meat? That’s just strange..."

"Would I still need to be teaching if it was just a ordinary cooking method?"

Ye Hanjun glanced at him and said leisurely:

"You’re Poisonous Tongue, aren’t you?"

"Here’s a word of advice: on my class, it’s best to turn off all your passive abilities."

"If your prattling annoys me, I will beat you up and throw you off the third floor."

Ying Yang’s mouth dropped open, his eyes round as he fought the urge to speak.

Master Han looks soft and weak, without an intimidating tone at all.

But he vividly remembers what happened the day before yesterday.

Beating him, who won against Renwo Kuang, seems to be a piece of cake.

Realizing this, the usually assertive Ying Yang pulled out something that looked like a mask and covered his mouth.

"Wow, Ying Yang came prepared..."

"Exactly, if Ying Yang admits defeat, it shows the deterrent power Lord Han holds..."

The surrounding students were secretly surprised to see this scene.

"Everyone take a Flying Feather Chicken, pluck the feathers, use a hair dryer to remove the surface impurities, and set aside."

"Then, you all have ’yellow snail grass’ on your tables. This plant can be found anywhere in the wild. Draw out a juice by grinding a plant, mix one gram of feathers with one gram of juice."

Ye Hanjun opened the cage, easily caught a Flying Feather Chicken, and raised it by its wings.

He showed the chick to the students, pulled out a handful of feathers, and began demonstrating the specific operations.

All hundred students started to mimic, regardless of the confusion.

Some were obviously clumsy, finding it difficult to even pluck feathers.

But others were as if they were dancing on an ice field, able to quickly follow Ye Hanjun’s actions, and were focused and meticulous in completing each step.

"Add clean water, continue stirring."

"Until the water is absorbed, the wet feathers become sticky, then stop."

Listening to the cries, Ye Hanjun extended his sense.

Achieving the second ranking, his Super Spirituality significantly increased, easily covering the third floor of the Hundred Flavors Restaurant.

When the students had generally reached the same stage, he revealed a mysterious smile, with one hand grabbing the featherless Flying Feather Chicken, and the other hand pouring the mixed feathers into its stomach.

"Cluck! Cluck!!"

The young Flying Feather Chicken was terrified.

A body full of feathers forced into its stomach, its eyes rolled back and it passed out.

"Alright, the rest is easy."

Ye Hanjun grabbed the bloated chick and threw it into the pot, explaining simultaneously:

"There is no need to cut, throw the whole chicken into cold water, and slowly cook on a low heat."

"Add Star Anise, pine and cypress leaves, and black earth during the process to enhance the flavor."

"After approximately one hour, take it out when it is fully cooked. There will be a surprise."

The students were a little confused, not sure what Master Han was intending.

But since Ye Hanjun did not intend to reveal the principle, they did not ask.

While cooking quietly, they muttered under their breaths and speculated about the possibilities.

An hour later, the fastest students finished cooking.

They were surprised to find that the stomach of the Flying Feather Chicken had bloated enormously, and when picked up, they could hear the sloshing sound of the liquid, which was quite marvelous.