"This is the corn cultivated in Yinzhou by the Yin people after they migrated eastward, and is used to worship the gods."

"Oh, that's interesting."

Chen Yuheng looked at the three-meter-tall corn plant with leaves as big as a banana fan that could spin to death, turning its sharp-edged leaves almost like a chainsaw, and exclaimed with joy.

It turned out that the merchants had not given up their ancestors' craftsmanship after their eastward journey, and were still studying farming.

However, it is estimated that when farming, the grief and anger of the subjugation of the country and leaving the hometown affected the crops, and this variety of corn was born.

"Similarly, pumpkins, potatoes and peppers."

Granny Cai, who was in charge of planting the vegetable garden, smiled kindly and introduced Chen Yuheng.

Chen Yuheng sighed again when he looked at the pumpkin vines twisting and squirming on the ground, the potatoes as big as a human head, and the peppers that exploded when they disagreed with each other and turned into descendants.

"good!"

“All are excellent ingredients!”

"I want to eat this today!"

As for the delicacies on the fantasy side, he hasn't tasted them yet.

Moreover, these things were very temperamental, which gave Chen Yuheng a sincere desire to conquer them.

"Also prepare some for the students, but in limited quantities."

With the current physique of the freshmen, it is okay to eat some high-energy food, but only a little.

"Put the rest in the canteen warehouse and store it. I will upgrade it for you when the quantity is reached."

After the building is upgraded, the matching puppets will further improve their intelligence and abilities.

Like Granny Cai, the aunts and uncles who cook in the cafeteria, because the cafeteria is too low-level, they still look a bit plasticky. When the sun shines brighter, their faces will reflect light, and their expressions are not flexible enough.

You can tell at a glance that it's not a living person.

The students were shocked when they first came into contact with it.

When it is upgraded later, it will become more and more like a living person, and maybe one day, it can turn the fake into the real.

Chen Yuheng still has sufficient confidence in the system.

…

"Oh my god, I'm so exhausted."

After another day of hard work, the freshmen helped each other to the entrance of the cafeteria.

As soon as the aroma of the food hit their noses, they almost knelt down on the spot, tears flying freely.

If their legs weren't nearly useless and they couldn't run at all, they would have rushed to the window to sweep away.

But with more than a hundred people slowly moving over, it looked like a zombie siege.

"I...I want to eat!"

"I want to eat pancakes!"

“Hot spicy soup, my hot spicy soup!”

After finally serving the food, the freshmen used their chopsticks as spoons, put their mouths to the edge of the rice bowl, and started grabbing at the food like crazy.

Deng Yongfeng Baofeng inhaled three bowls and then felt full.

"Something's wrong, I had to eat eight bowls before!"

On the first day of school, his title of Deng Bawan resounded throughout Zhongzhou University.

During this time I exercised harder and ate more.

Although there are still eight bowls, the bowls are getting bigger and bigger.

Could it be that I am dying? There is a sudden abnormality in the digestive system?

Deng Yongfeng felt worried when he touched his belly.

It would be so sad if such a young and handsome young man died suddenly.

The classmates around him were getting better and better at eating, but he was full after just one bite, and then went straight to the toilet...

If this situation really happens, what will he do if he is famous all his life?

But before Deng Yongfeng could add enough drama to himself, his roommate Wang Teng rolled his eyes, "You must be here to eat!"

"Didn't you see a sign at the entrance of the cafeteria today, saying that today's ingredients are special, please be careful when picking up your meal to avoid wasting food?"

"Don't throw your brain into the nameless lake!"

"And this brand? I really didn't pay attention..."

Deng Yongfeng then thought about it and grasped the key point, "This special ingredient is more filling than ordinary ingredients."

"But I don't feel anything when I eat it, so..."

He remembered what he had read during self-study in the library.

The library is very large, and the amount of knowledge in it is so vast that it is doubtful that you will be able to read it all in a lifetime. There are materials in the spiritual world, as well as materials in the secular world. This is what students from Zhongzhou University read before the official class.

A good way to understand the spiritual world.

However, the saying "knowledge is power" is really useful in the world of spiritual practice. Although Chen Yuheng said that everyone should enjoy the legacy left by these ancestors, he cannot stop the power contained in the knowledge itself -

"Evil Sword Techniques" can seduce people to go to the palace, let alone the true secret book of cultivating immortals in the world of spiritual practice?

Therefore, Chen Yuheng still made certain plans for the library.

The first and second floors are open to everyone, and the books and materials inside can be browsed at will as long as they are not damaged.

The third to fifth floors are places where teachers or outstanding disciples who have received special permission can go.

Further up, it will not be open easily, unless special permission is obtained from Chen Yuheng and multiple people are required to go together.

It would be even worse if someone tried to break in by force.

Not to mention that Chen Yuheng had nothing to do and threw all the puppets he kneaded into the library to serve as a security guard and librarian. There was no ladder before the floor, so how could he get up there?

Without a library card from Chung Su University, I would have to hang out on the first floor for the rest of my life.

It would take a few more days for the freshmen to finish their military training and start their formal studies, but they could no longer hide their desire to become immortals. So during the night's rest time, after relieving their sore hands and feet, a large group of people started fighting in the library.

Shop on the floor and find a few books that you can read and are interested in.

Anyway, the temperature in the building is constant and it won't freeze them at all.

Deng Yongfeng was tall and tall, and he was able to be a dutiful son and give his father a hard time when he was just an adult. This was all because he had a good appetite since he was a child and was very good at eating.

So when I was reading, I looked for some food that cultivators would eat.

It is true that immortals can drink wind, eat dew and not be stained by the mortal world by practicing fasting. However, the level of immortals is the end of cultivation. Immortal cultivators cannot really stop eating anything all the time.

Ordinary food has too many impurities and cannot meet the nutritional needs of cultivators. Therefore, due to greed and actual needs, some cultivators have begun to try to cultivate new ingredients that can not only satisfy their appetites but are also full of energy.

After thousands of years of accumulation, the spiritual world has also developed rich food traditions and various delicacies.

Deng Yongfeng's mouth watered just by imagining the food he had never eaten before.

"But this meal doesn't look like there's anything special about it."

Deng Yongfeng picked up the rice bowl and observed it carefully. It was a pity that it could not shine brightly.

"Hmph, it must be because our strength is low now. The ingredients prepared by the principal for us, even if they are spiritual seeds, are the lowest among spiritual seeds!"

"Have you not read "Notes on Immortal Cultivation"? Forcibly eating things beyond one's ability, ranging from serious illness to severe death?"

Wang Teng pushed up his glasses and analyzed extremely wisely.

"What the hell, as long as it's good food, why am I afraid of eating more?"

Deng Yongfeng didn't care so much. After making sure that the food was filled with good ingredients, he waited for himself to digest it a little before eating another bowl.

Then after just two mouthfuls, he had a nosebleed that he couldn't stop. It was like peeing out after holding it in for a long time. It was so good that he couldn't stop it and couldn't take it back.

Unfortunately, Wang Peng was spattered with blood, and he shouted and attracted Chen Yuheng, who was also eating.

"What's wrong?"

"The blood was bleeding as if someone had cut open the head."

Chen Yuheng asked Xiao Deng to raise his head and check him.

Wang Teng said, "He didn't fight either. He just ate too much and suddenly had a nosebleed."

Chen Yuheng understood, "Then this is a small matter, let him bleed, and it will stop when the bleeding stops."

"He absorbed too many nutrients, which stimulated the blood energy and caused it to swell all of a sudden... He had to find a place to vent the excess blood energy."

"If he doesn't have a nosebleed on his own, I'll have to ask you to punch him!"

"Remember to mop the floor so as not to pollute the environment."

Chen Yuheng finished his instructions easily, leaving Deng Yongfeng, who was bleeding like a river and whose clothes on his chest were stained red, to float away.

In order to warn other students not to think that it is okay to eat good food casually, and to have a deeper understanding of the principle of "three parts of medicine is poison", the staff in the cafeteria took a photo of Deng Yongfeng's miserable state, and framed it and hung it on the

left at the entrance of the canteen to show to future generations.

In order to avoid excessive blood irritating the students, the cafeteria staff also thoughtfully changed it to black and white.

Several fathers who had a good time with Deng Yongfeng couldn't help but place two wreaths in front of the photo the next day and expressed their deep condolences.

Wang Teng moved out that night and stayed in the dormitory next door for one night.

According to his first-hand information, Deng Yongfeng had a nosebleed all night long because he ate too much, and his three-foot-long white silk had turned into red. He was worried about bumping into the murder scene when he got up at night, so he simply went out to sleep.

As a result, Deng Yongfeng became famous again.

Thanks to him, there has never been another incident of students coveting high-end ingredients and only trying to eat enough instead of eating well.
Chapter completed!