11 Is This Really Plain Porridge?

"Kid, what is this? A bed?"

Presently, Elder Zhao was already lying on the couch comfortably with his eyes closed.

"This is a couch, and it's meant for resting."

"Kid, you really know how to enjoy life. I've lived for so many years, but I've never slept on such a comfortable thing before," Elder Zhao said while lying down, no longer wanting to get up.

"Ah! Brother Su, is this me?"

"Yeah, it's you. That's a mirror."

Mu Xiaoxiao would curiously scrutinize everything she saw for a long time. She had already wandered to the bathroom and was now facing a mirror nailed to the wall opposite the room's door. She instantly saw her own reflection in the mirror.

Many of the items in this world were ancient. They did not pursue enjoyment, and thus, the mirrors were made of bronze while the beds were wooden, and many of the items lacked exquisiteness.

"Wow, it's impressive!" Being vain was the nature of women. Mu Xiaoxiao was already carefully scrutinizing her own reflection in the mirror without getting distracted.

Upon seeing that one of them was lying down while the other was staring at herself in the mirror, Su Yu smiled and walked toward the kitchen where he began to prepare dinner.

Actually, he only prepared a single item—plain porridge.

He just had to turn on the stove, pour the water and rice into the pot, and wait quietly.

"Kid, is that all you are going to prepare for dinner?" Elder Zhao opened his eyes a little and couldn't help but ask that question when he saw that Su Yu had merely grabbed a few handfuls of rice and poured them into the pot.

This is so pathetic. Does he know how to respect his elders?

"Elder Zhao, I only have some rice here. If you want to have dinner, each bowl of porridge costs 1 mid-grade spirit stone."

"What?" Elder Zhao leaped up from the couch and asked in disbelief, thinking that he had misheard.

He was a mighty Elixir Saint whom many in the East Continent would line up to have dinner with. Yet, Su Yu had actually asked him to pay. Moreover, it was just a bowl of porridge, but Su Yu had asked for 1 mid-grade spirit stone!

A mid-grade spirit stone was naturally peanuts to him, but he was annoyed. Each bowl of porridge would cost at most 3 low-grade spirit stones. He was an esteemed Elixir Saint, but he was getting ripped off by a junior.

Su Yu insisted, "1 mid-grade spirit stone for a bowl of porridge."

"Hah! Kid, don't worry. I'll be fine without eating your porridge!" Elder Zhao sneered. If not for the fact that he was still thinking about his disciple, he would have stormed away!

"Brother Su, isn't a mid-grade spirit stone for a bowl of porridge too expensive?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked softly. She thought that Elder Zhao was a nice person and did not want their relationship to be strained.

"It's alright. My porridge is different," Su Yu said confidently.

Actually, he would not have charged a fee if he had a choice. However, he was now short on funds, and he only had 599 gold coins left after the Spirit Medicine Master exam. Now that Mu Xiaoxiao had arrived, he would definitely have to buy another bed for her. In other words, he would have to spend another 500 gold coins, thus leaving him with 99 gold coins, equivalent to 99 low-grade spirit stones.

As an Elixir Saint, Elder Zhao was extremely affluent. Hence, Su Yu was at ease when ripping him off.

"Different? I'd like to see what's different!" Elder Zhao humphed. Although Su Yu and Mu Xiaoxiao were deliberately keeping their volume down, Elder Zhao's high attainments in the dao of martial arts allowed him to hear them clearly.

As the white smoke wafted up from the pot, the entire house was filled with the aroma of porridge. The smoke was different from ordinary smoke. When it floated into the air, it wouldn't dissipate directly, and instead, it would roll mischievously in front of Elder Zhao. The aroma alone was enough to tantalize Elder Zhao's taste buds, and even his tongue was moving in his mouth involuntarily.

Su Yu deliberately asked, "Elder Zhao, are you really not going to eat?"

Elder Zhao humphed in response. Now, he dared not open his mouth to speak, for fear that he might drool. Given his current cultivation level, food was no longer considered a necessity. However, at this moment, he felt famished, a feeling that he had not felt in a long time.

"Wow, it's so fragrant!" exclaimed Mu Xiaoxiao as she continuously sniffed the porridge's aroma.

"Xiaoxiao, have some." Su Yu scooped a small bowl of porridge for Mu Xiaoxiao.

The white porcelain plate, which was engraved with exquisite floral patterns, contained the viscous porridge made of pearl-shaped rice that floated on the surface. Combined with the water, they glistened brightly.

"Glowing porridge…" Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the porridge in the bowl in her hands in awe and couldn't bear to eat it.

Standing at the side, Elder Zhao swallowed his saliva incessantly, but for the sake of his pride and dignity, he had no choice but to bear with it. Nonetheless, he could not stop glancing at Su Yu.

When he saw Su Yu walking toward him with a bowl of porridge, he immediately raised his head proudly and thought, This kid finally knows how incredible I am, huh? He's ready to let me have a taste. I must first turn him down, righteously out of courtesy, before tasting it reluctantly.

Finally, Su Yu brought the porridge to Elder Zhao, who couldn't help but squint a little and cough gently. "Since you're so sincere in letting me taste it, I shall reluctantly try a mouthful."

Surprisingly, Elder Zhao's hand stiffened at the next moment because Su Yu did not stop in front of him. Instead, he ignored him and walked toward Furry, which was lying in its kennel.

"Uwu…"

Furry excitedly circled around Su Yu's feet, raised its forelimbs, and continuously jumped at Su Yu.

"Don't worry. I wouldn't forget your share."

While Elder Zhao watched in shock, Su Yu placed the bowl of porridge that carried a rich aroma in front of Furry.

Su Yu stroked Furry's smooth fur and chuckled upon seeing that it was enjoying the food.

Elder Zhao felt as if he had been struck by lightning. It was an insult! It was a blatant insult!

He, an esteemed Elixir Saint, was infuriated to the extent that his face turned pale, and he trembled incessantly. His lips quivered as he pointed at Su Yu. He appeared at a loss for words.

"Huh? Elder Zhao, what's the matter with you?" asked Su Yu, looking at Elder Zhao and pretending to be confused.

"Hmph!"

Elder Zhao humphed again and closed his eyes while raising his head. He could not lose out!

"Wow, it's delicious! This is the most delicious thing I've ever eaten, hands down!" Mu Xiaoxiao exclaimed exaggeratedly before continuing to bury her head in the bowl as she gulped down the porridge.

Is it that exaggerated? It's fake! She must be trying to tempt me!

Elder Zhao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and turned his head, only to see Furry facing him and wolfing down the porridge. Seemingly having sensed something, Furry looked at Elder Zhao and immediately felt like it had been threatened. It grasped the bowl with its claws and showed its teeth to Elder Zhao. It then turned around, its buttocks facing Elder Zhao, before continuing to enjoy the porridge.

What does this mean? Are you afraid that I will steal your porridge? Why would I care about a dog's thing? I can't tolerate this!

A dog actually despised him! Elder Zhao felt inexplicable fury rising in his chest. He had to vent his anger!

I shall find out how delicious this porridge tastes. Even if it's really that good, I must rebuke him!

"Give me a bowl!" said Elder Zhao, pretending to be nonchalant. His voice became a little hoarse.

Upon noticing Elder Zhao's flushed face, Su Yu smiled and thought, I wasn't scared that you wouldn't take the bait…