Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Mapo Tofu (1/2)

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Mapo Tofu

Translator: CatatoPatchEditor: Vermillion

The Third Corps of the Western Mystery Army was the weakest of the lot. They couldn't be compared to The Fist Corps who were the elites of the army. The Third Corps fell short of others, especially in terms of the cultivation, tenacity, and stability of their soldiers. However, The Third Corps remained an official army unit whose troops were trained orderly.

The army cooks raised their pots high up. The pots emitted surges of steam that were filled with rich fragrances that wafted through the air. The blend of delicious aromas made evident the delicious dishes in the pots, and the efforts their cooks put into making them. Some of the dishes were prepared from the meat of precious spirit beasts. This was to ensure that the soldiers of the Third Corps attained top shape after eating them, so they would be at their prime when confronting the enemy.

Thump!

Inside the camp, the heavy pots were placed down, and their rich fragrance immediately permeated the entire surroundings.

Some armored soldiers from the camp shot curious glances at the pots. Although they were quite curious about the contents, they didn't seem to expect much. This made Wei Dafu, who had quietly paid attention to the soldiers' expression, quite angry.

However, he felt quite helpless about this. The soldiers of the Third Corp were already tired of eating their regular dishes, but they may feel curious and excited about dishes that had been specially prepared. This was because specially prepared dishes didn't taste bad at all and they weren't consumed by the soldiers often. Regularly prepared dishes seemed almost tasteless in the soldiers' eyes.

They wouldn't be able to satisfy the taste buds of the soldiers unless they came up with a new dish, and the cooks had no way of achieving that.

The Third Corps' Commander, Zhu Yue, placed his hands behind his back and walked leisurely toward Wei Dafu. Several armored adjutants followed beside him.

Immediately, Wei Dafu bent his body and saluted him respectfully before retreating to the side.

”This is good, well done. Divide these dishes among the soldiers, and let them eat to their heart's content.” Zhu Yue instructed with a satisfied smile on his face. Although the quality of the Cooks' Army Unit's dishes was the same, it was already a luxury for these soldiers to be able to eat to their heart's content.

Wei Dafu complied and arranged for the cooks to serve the sumptuous dishes. The soldiers noisily flocked toward the cooks, surrounded the pots hungrily and began to order food in excitement.

Wei Dafu and the others worked hard. The soldiers were quite fond of their spirit energy dishes. Not only did they taste great, but they also helped preserve their True Energy in its peak state, so how could the soldiers not love it?

Bu Fang calmly looked at the soldiers—ravaging dishes like a pack of hungry wolves—before putting his small pot down. His pot was still sealed with a lid, so the aroma didn't leak out at all.

Just as Wei Dafu had predicted, the soldiers only focused on the spirit energy dishes. No one paid attention to Bu Fang's pot, that contained an ordinary dish.

The soldiers didn't even glance in Bu Fang's direction for one second. The disparity between their regard for the other dishes and his dish was huge.

Wei Dafu had a huge smile on his face the entire time. He either ladened bowls with food and handed them to the soldiers, or patrolled with hands behind his back. While patrolling, he couldn't help but smile as he looked at the cooks bustling about.

His gaze fell on Bu Fang, who stood quietly in a corner. His pot was covered by a lid which sealed its aroma completely. He seemed quite pitiful standing there—all alone.

”Do you see this... it's obvious that no one would pay attention to it. If your dish isn't eaten by anyone, then, I will properly take care of you when we return to our camp.” Wei Dafu walked toward Bu Fang, his hands behind his back. He took a look at Bu Fang's pitiful appearance and burst out in laughter.

There was a huge difference between ordinary dishes and spirit energy dishes; it was an irrefutable fact. This was evident from the disparity in the amount of activity that both Wei Dafu and Bu Fang had attracted.

Bu Fang shot a glance at the smug Wei Dafu and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. His expression hadn't changed a bit while the soldiers fought over the dishes made by the other cooks.

Although those soldiers seemed excited, Bu Fang could clearly tell they weren't truly pleased with it. It was obvious that the soldiers had already tasted these dishes many times in the past.

”I'll let the soldiers entertain themselves with the other dishes, for now; otherwise, my dish will be completely devoured in no time,” Bu Fang said calmly, a confident smile on his face, as he shot a glance at Wei Dafu.

As if he felt the glance, Wei Dafu's body stiffened for a second, then he sneered with disdain: ”Kid, you're really overconfident... There is a huge disparity between ordinary dishes and spirit dishes. Your confidence only showcases your ignorance.”

”Ah... Ignorance?” The corners of Bu Fang's mouth curled upwards.