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

Chapter 2737 Two seniors wanted to see me about something?

Upon seeing Ye Changqing, before they could even speak, the young man actually invited them to have dinner together.

This kid doesn't play by the rules.

Looking at Ye Changqing's gentle smile, the two elders, including the Tiefeng tribesman, were stunned. "You can't see anything wrong here."

These two old guys are clearly here to get back at you, and you're still inviting them to dinner?

The clansman kept giving Ye Changqing winks in the shadows, reminding him that there was something wrong with those two old guys.

Ye Changqing seemed to ignore them, his smile unwavering as he looked at the two old men.

The two old men looked somewhat insecure, and one of them subconsciously spoke up.

What did you say, brat?

"If you two seniors don't mind, let's have a simple meal together. We can talk about anything over the meal."

It's confirmed. This kid's got a screw loose. We're here to target you, and you're even treating us to dinner.

Could it be that these beings born later in life are even deficient in intelligence?

The three people in the courtyard fell silent, completely bewildered by Ye Changqing's move. What kind of mess is this?

In the end, he didn't even know how he ended up sitting on the table.

A large table was set up with Ye Changqing, Tian Lin, Miao Qianqian, a member of the Tiefeng tribe, and the two elders.

It was such a strange lineup that they actually ended up sitting at the same table.

Before them lay a table laden with delicious food, its aroma still enticing, but the atmosphere was utterly bizarre.

Nobody can really describe what this feeling is like; it just just doesn't feel right.

Ye Changqing, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened, smiling and urging everyone to start eating.

"Everyone, eat up! Don't just stand there, try my cooking."

"this……………………"

The atmosphere was heavy, but the fragrance was indeed irresistible. The first to be unable to resist were the clansman, Tianlin, and Miao Qianqian.

The three of them unconsciously picked up their chopsticks and started eating, but their speed was noticeably slower than usual.

The two old men remained sitting there, not touching their chopsticks, their heads buzzing.

Seeing this, Ye Changqing smiled and looked at the two of them.

"What's wrong, seniors? Is the food not to your liking?"

Ok? ? ?

Is this about food? The two of them were speechless, not knowing how to answer.

Finally, at Ye Changqing's enthusiastic invitation, the two picked up their chopsticks and took a small bite.

But that small bite opened a door to a new world for the two of them.

They had smelled the fragrance before, but they were both preoccupied and didn't think about it that way.

What time is it? Still eating.

But now, once they actually took a bite, the deliciousness exploded in their mouths, instantly whetting their appetites.

After that, all that remained were the sounds of people enjoying their food.

The two elderly men ate the fastest, seemingly forgetting the purpose of their visit, their eyes fixed solely on the table full of delicious food.

The speed at which he swallowed was something that neither Tianlin nor Miao Qianqian could match.

"Holy crap, that was fast."

The plate of food was so full that Tianlin felt like it was gone in the blink of an eye.

Everything went into the stomachs of the two old men; the plates were empty, not even a crumb remained.

Weren't you just acting like you didn't want to eat and had no appetite? You two old folks were faking it? This is what you call no appetite?

Seeing the two old men eating faster and faster, Tianlin and his two companions also started eating more. They had no choice; if they didn't start eating soon, it would be too late for them.

The meal was quickly finished in silence, with no one speaking at all.

Firstly, the atmosphere was strange, and secondly, there was absolutely no time.

In the time it takes to talk, one could eat a few more bites; who would care about anything else?

After the table of dishes was completely devoured by the group, the two old men looked strange and remained silent, their imposing manner when they entered the room gone.

At this moment, Ye Changqing also spoke up and asked.

"Two seniors, is there something you need from me?"

"this………………………"

“I, this old man…”

The question couldn't be simpler, yet both of them fell silent.

Is something wrong? Of course there is. What would they be doing here if there wasn't something wrong? But now the two of them have really enjoyed their meal.

Such delicious food, the two of them had never eaten it before.

In comparison, the cooking skills of the Iron Knife Elder in the tribe are simply awful; is he making pig swill?

I originally thought that the Iron Blade Clan Elder's cooking skills were really good, at least he was famous in their own Barbarian God Clan, and there were few who could compare to him.

But people are afraid of comparisons. Ye Changqing showed off his skills, and in comparison, the Iron Knife Clan Elder's cooking skills seemed completely inadequate.

The difference is so obvious that it is clearly visible to the naked eye.

For a moment, the two old men fell silent, exchanging a glance. Although they didn't speak, they seemed to understand each other.

Immediately, under Ye Changqing's gaze, one of the old men, his face flushed red, spoke up.

“You…you’re quite the cook. We heard you were unconscious, so we came to check on you. After all, you’re a guest of our Iron Peak tribe now.”

"Yes, yes, are you alright?"

Ok? ? ?

Upon hearing this, the Tiefeng tribesman at the same table stared wide-eyed, his expression one of utter disbelief.

What are you talking about? Am I hearing things? You didn't say that before!

I've heard everything about what happened between your clan elders. You're all playing me.

Wasn't the plan to kill these human cultivators? How come it's turned into a special visit?

Are you worried about Ye Changqing's health? Are you sure you're not here to take his head?

This sudden change left even the Iron Peak tribe member bewildered. Could it be that he hadn't fully understood the situation?

That's not right, that's not what they said before.

Upon hearing this, Ye Changqing naturally understood, but he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he smiled and expressed his gratitude.

"Thank you for your concern, senior. I am fine. It's just that I visited the clan chief a few days ago and was fortunate enough to be given some divine wine. I drank too much and that's why I got drunk and passed out."

"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright."

Upon hearing this, the two elderly men nodded awkwardly and smiled, but their smiles were somewhat unnatural and clearly forced.

But halfway through their laughter, one of them seemed to suddenly notice something was wrong. He looked up at Ye Changqing with a strange look in his eyes.

"What did you just say? You're unconscious, are you drunk?"

"Yes."

"Did the clan chief give you that wine?"

My heart is filled with complicated feelings. This isn't because he offended the clan leader and was punished, but because he drank too much and got drunk, which is why he's unconscious.

All those things they thought before were fundamentally wrong. The clan leader didn't dislike this kid; on the contrary, he liked him.