God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Chapter 2443 Where Did the Child Come From?

In this Ten Thousand Souls Banner, time seems to be extremely long, and every day seems so boring.

Everyone is trapped here, unable to know whether the final outcome will be life or death. This unknown fear hangs over everyone.

However, in this desperate environment, the meals prepared by Ye Changqing became the spiritual support for everyone, like a bright light, illuminating the darkness in their hearts.

For everyone, mealtime every day is like an oasis in the desert. It is the most exciting and anticipated moment.

Everyone was eagerly waiting for that delicious meal, as if it was their only hope of survival.

Ye Changqing did not disappoint everyone's expectations. He tried his best to ensure that everyone could enjoy a delicious meal every day.

In order to satisfy everyone's taste buds, Ye Changqing constantly changes the recipes and makes various dishes.

He uses limited ingredients to unleash unlimited creativity, making every meal full of surprises and satisfaction.

Whether it is a sumptuous meal or a simple home-cooked meal, he can make it look delicious and fragrant, leaving people with an endless aftertaste.

In this way, after three meals for three consecutive days, everyone was satisfied and comfortable.

This may be a delicacy that is hard to come by outside, but here it has become an everyday enjoyment for everyone.

What’s even more gratifying is that no one here fights for food, and everyone gets a fair share.

If this kind of treatment were to get out, I'm afraid people outside would be envious to death.

Gradually, everyone began to no longer care about the fact that they were inside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Their attention was completely attracted by the delicious food.

For them, as long as they have food to eat, nothing else matters.

It's a new day again. Ye Changqing stands in front of the stove, holding the Tiandi Pot and Qiankun Shovel, ready to start cooking for the new day.

Everyone gathered around and looked at Ye Changqing expectantly. Someone couldn't contain their curiosity and asked.

"Brother Ye, are there any new dishes today?"

Ye Changqing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, but did not answer, just kept it a secret.

"You'll know when it's done."

However, in sharp contrast to the excitement of the crowd were the spirits in the Tiandi Pot and Qiankun Shovel - Old Man Tianxing and Tiedan.

The two guys were feeling extremely uncomfortable at the moment. They watched Ye Changqing showing off his skills outside, with the aroma of various delicious foods filling the air, but they could only stare blankly in this small space.

"Damn it, I can only smell it but not eat it every day, what's the point of this."

Old Man Tianxing muttered indignantly.

"Weapon spirits are also human beings."

De Tiedan on the other side also echoed.

"That's right, it's so unfair."

The two men became angrier and angrier as they thought about it, so they just started cursing at each other, but it was obviously useless.

Ye Changqing had no idea what they were thinking and continued to be busy with his own business.

What made Tianxing Lao Ren and Tiedan feel most desperate was that this torture seemed to have no end.

Whenever Ye Changqing cooks, he definitely cannot do without these two pieces of kitchen utensils.

And every time, they could only watch the delicious food coming out of the pot, drooling with envy, but they couldn't eat a single bite.

Old Man Tianxin and Tiedan could only watch helplessly. This feeling was simply pure torture.

In such unbearable suffering, Ye Changqing finally finished cooking the meal, which was as sumptuous as ever, with a fragrant aroma that made people salivate.

At this moment, everyone could no longer contain their inner anxiety and had already prepared everything. They just waited for Ye Changqing to start cooking so that they could go and get their meal.

The moment they saw Ye Changqing take the food out of the pot, everyone's eyes lit up instantly, as if they had seen a life-saving straw.

However, just as everyone was queuing up for food, a disciple from the Wushen Palace suddenly asked curiously.

"Hey, where did the child come from? Why is there a child among us?"

This question stunned everyone present, because they were all forcibly dragged into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner by those wronged souls and evil spirits, and they had no memory of the existence of the child at all.

However, when everyone looked in the direction of the voice, they were surprised to find that there was actually a child about seven or eight years old in the team.

The child has a cute bun, fair skin and a pretty face, and looks very adorable.

But where did this kid come from?

This is the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls. How could there be other living people here besides those who were dragged in?

This sudden news made the already mysterious Wanhun Banner even more confusing.

As the disciple from the Witch God Palace finished speaking, everyone else turned their eyes in the direction he pointed.

I saw a child in plain clothes standing not far away, looking around curiously with his big eyes.

Everyone looked at each other, with a hint of suspicion in their eyes.

Obviously, they were all very unfamiliar with this child who suddenly appeared and did not recognize him at all.

At this time, a disciple from the Wushen Palace looked at the Tian family disciple suspiciously and asked.

"Did your family bring any children this time?"

The Tian family disciple quickly shook his head and answered with a bewildered look on his face.

"How is that possible? Our Tian family didn't bring any children this time. This child is definitely not from our Tian family."

"That doesn't belong to our Wushen Palace either."

Another Wushen Palace disciple echoed.

After some confirmation, everyone was sure that neither the Tian Family nor the Wushen Palace would have any children traveling with them this time.

For a moment, everyone became very interested in the identity of this child and gathered around to find out.

A disciple from the Wushen Palace walked up to the child first, squatted down, and asked kindly.

"Kid, who are you? Why are you here?"

However, in response to the disciple's question, the child seemed to have not heard it at all. His eyes were fixed on Ye Changqing, and he kept muttering to himself.

"It smells so good. I want to eat it too. Can I?"

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The child's attention was obviously completely attracted by the food made by Ye Changqing, and he completely ignored the existence of other people.

The only thing he could focus on was eating. Seeing this, Ye Changqing also found it interesting and waved to the child.

This time, the child actually responded and walked towards Ye Changqing obediently, being very obedient.

Coming up to the child, Ye Changqing gently pinched the child's face and said with a smile.

"Want to eat?"

"think."

Hearing this, the child nodded heavily, not hiding his thoughts at all. He just wanted to eat.

Seeing him like this, Ye Changqing couldn't help but laugh out loud, and then served him a bowl of food.