Chapter 154: You Teachers Don't Understand
Inside the special cafeteria, a group of teachers turned their eyes toward Jiang Tian, their expressions filled with varying emotions.
But the dominant feeling among them was astonishment.
During the entrance examination, Jiang Tian had displayed a level of ability that was truly shocking.
And then came the nutritious meals he cooked—which were outrageous in their effects.
At first, many teachers thought Zhou Shang was overreacting by opening a special cafeteria and creating an entire new major just for Jiang Tian.
But after eating the nutritious meals yesterday, their minds completely changed.
The blood and energy contained in the food far exceeded expectations, and its purity was astounding.
Compared to this, what was the Blood Qi Pill? Nothing but garbage.
Once they tasted Jiang Tian's food, they truly understood his importance.
"Hahaha, you're here?" Zhou Shang waved at Jiang Tian, a wide grin on his face.
Jiang Tian walked over, nodded to Zhou Shang, and greeted him respectfully.
"Teacher."
"I told you yesterday. Just use a little trick to show them how good you are."
Zhou Shang then turned to the other teachers and smirked.
"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and pay for your meal."
The teachers snapped out of their daze, as if waking from a dream.
Dean of Studies Zhao Yongwu was the first to step forward.
He took out a long metal box from his space ring, its metallic luster reflecting the light.
"Student Jiang, this is the meal payment I prepared," Zhao Yongwu said, placing the long box on the table before opening it.
A puff of cold air escaped as the temperature-controlled seal broke, releasing a fragrant medicinal aroma.
Inside the box, neatly arranged golden ginseng glowed with an ethereal sheen.
"This is a good treasure and also comes from the Red Realm," Zhou Shang explained with a knowing smile.
"It's called Golden Red Ginseng. The jade ginseng I gave you before? This is a step higher in quality."
"The taste is spicy, similar to ginger, but with a deeper, more complex flavor. It can dispel cold poison and has great benefits for refining pills and assisting cultivation."
"This batch was looted from the treasury of an alien race when your senior brother fought in the Red Realm."
Jiang Tian examined the golden red ginseng carefully, then shook his head.
"It's too expensive. This is just a meal."
"You can't say that," Zhou Shang countered, shaking his head.
"Although I asked you to cook, as your elder, I can't let you work for free, right?"
Zhou Shang's expression was serious, but there was a hidden smugness in his tone.
He had planned this all along—letting these teachers eat Jiang Tian's cooking was one thing, but letting them eat for free?
Impossible.
Now that Jiang Tian was his personal disciple, he had to ensure that these "old foxes" at the university showed proper respect.
This so-called "meal payment" was just a polite way of making them offer tribute.
Zhou Shang had trained many of these teachers when they were students.
Now, as Hongwu University faculty, they had no excuse not to contribute to his prized disciple.
Besides, after tasting Jiang Tian's food, they would understand for themselves.
Why this young man was so terrifying and why he was crucial to Hongwu University's future.
One by one, the teachers stepped forward, placing their own "meal fees" on the table.
Most of these were treasures from alien battlefields—rare medicinal herbs, exotic ingredients, or high-grade food items.
These weren't just payments—they were investments.
Jiang Tian accepted them, nodding in appreciation.
"Thank you, teachers. I'll go cook now."
With that, he turned and walked toward the special cafeteria's kitchen.
The other teachers, unable to contain their curiosity, followed behind.
Inside the Special Cafeteria Kitchen
From the outside, the special cafeteria looked like a stadium—massive in scale.
The dining area was separated from the kitchen by glass walls, allowing full visibility into the cooking process.
Jiang Tian had no need to hide his skills—he was not afraid of others copying him.
On the contrary, letting them see his work would help them understand his value.
If he ever wanted privacy, there were partitioned sections for more secretive preparations.
As soon as the teachers arrived, they were mesmerized by Jiang Tian's fluid movements.
Jiang Tian worked fast and precise, his actions a blur of expertise.
Since he had plenty of red pork stored, he took it all out—planning to cook everything at once.
With a single slash of his Black Dragon kitchen knife, the red pork was chopped into uniform pieces, ready for braising.
Boom!
The blood energy inside Jiang Tian's body ignited, turning into pure flame that surged beneath dozens of massive iron cauldrons.
Each pot would cook the nutritious meals for the freshmen still recovering in their dorms.
Jiang Tian adjusted the flames, using his blood energy to maintain precise control.
After ensuring everything was stable, he sealed the lids and moved on.
Cooking for the Teachers
Now, it was time for fine, delicate cooking.
The teachers had paid well, so he had to deliver something extraordinary.
Jiang Tian selected premium ingredients—not just red pork, but also Fire Feather Clan cuts and other exotic alien meats.
Outside the glass partition, the teachers' expressions changed.
Each of them had fought aliens in battle before.
They had seen comrades devoured by these creatures.
Now, watching Jiang Tian preparing dishes from these same alien races—it sent chills down their spines.
For years, they had dreamed of getting revenge.
Now, thanks to Jiang Tian, they could finally do it.
They would eat the flesh of their enemies and grow stronger from it.
A More Shocking Revelation
As they continued watching, some teachers noticed something off.
"Isn't Jiang Tian's blood energy too full?" one of them asked.
They turned to Zhou Shang, who merely chuckled.
"That's just the tip of the iceberg."
The teachers blinked.
They looked at Jiang Tian, who was maintaining twenty massive cauldrons of simmering stew—all fueled by his own blood energy.
And yet, he showed no signs of exhaustion.
His face was still rosy, his movements sharp.
It was as if his blood energy reserves were endless.
Zhou Shang grinned, seeing their stunned faces.
"You'll understand after you eat his food."
Then he smirked.
"In the next National Martial Arts University Freshman Competition, I'll be taking first place."