I Awakened to a Farming TALENT

## Chapter 67: Someone from Shuiguang Sect Has Arrived

Liu Yanghe followed Fangfang off the bus and walked toward Qionghua Eatery.

When he arrived, he stared at the signboard and felt deeply conflicted.

Yes, it was definitely the name "Qionghua"!

He pulled out the note he had been carrying. On it was written: "Qionghua Sect — Fenghuang Town, Wutianjiao Village, Lanni Bay, Group 5, Number 6."

Was this the place? What was Wutianjiao Village? What was Lanni Bay?

He paced back and forth at the entrance but couldn't find any house number.

"Xiao Liu, what are you still looking at? Hurry up and go in to eat, or there won't be any seats left."

Liu Yanghe mumbled an agreement and followed Fangfang into Qionghua Eatery without thinking.

He recalled his elders mentioning that a clan uncle named Liu Bo had been cultivating in seclusion at Qionghua Sect for many years.

And the Sect Master of Qionghua Sect, Jiang Dagen (his grandfather), was nearly eighty—a most amiable old man.

But after looking around the eatery for a while, he didn't see anyone elderly.

He thought about asking a waiter, but the place was bustling with activity. The staff were practically running off their feet. It didn't seem like a good time to ask questions.

Oh well. Since he was here, he might as well eat first and wait until the place emptied out.

"Xiao Liu, can't find a seat? Come sit with us!" Fangfang saw him standing there motionless and warmly invited him to sit down.

Liu Yanghe thanked her and went over to sit down.

Fangfang quickly introduced him to her friend Wanzi.

"Wanzi, this is Xiao Liu, a friend I met on the bus. He also heard about this place and came specifically to eat at Qionghua Eatery."

Li Wanzi let out a dry laugh. "Uh... hello, hello."

Noticing the slight awkwardness, Liu Yanghe quickly tried to make conversation. "Hello. What dishes should we order? Let me order first."

Li Wanzi and Fangfang were taken aback for a moment, then both laughed.

"Xiao Liu, you must be a first-timer. At Qionghua Eatery, you eat whatever they're selling. Today they're not selling any dishes—just taro rice. Just sit and wait for the rice."

Liu Yanghe was stunned. "Isn't this a restaurant? They don't sell dishes? What's taro rice?"

Li Wanzi and Fangfang exchanged a glance, then both shook their heads. "We don't know either. But whatever Boss Jiang makes is always delicious!"

"Boss Jiang?" Liu Yanghe thought carefully.

The surname Jiang wasn't very common. It seemed he might really have found the right place! But what was going on? Qionghua Sect had opened a restaurant?

Before he could figure it out in his mind, the aroma of scallion oil mixed with the crispy fragrance of pork belly drifted over. The taro rice had arrived.

The taro rice had glossy, slightly yellow grains, with many pan-fried taro chunks mixed in. The rice was studded with large pieces of golden, crispy scorched rice and garnished with some bright green garlic sprout leaves. It looked like a hearty home-cooked meal.

Fangfang was always the most impatient. As soon as the rice was brought out, she scooped up a piece of taro and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Mmm! So hot! This taro is so fragrant and soft~"

Though Liu Yanghe thought it was absurd that a place selling only rice could do such good business, he was hungry, so he picked up a spoon and started eating.

One bite nearly made his jaw drop.

The rice, having absorbed the sweetness of taro and the savory saltiness of cured pork, had distinct, chewy grains. But it was also mixed with sweet, soft, sticky taro chunks—such a rich texture. It seemed to also have been seasoned with fried shallot oil. The various unique flavors blended together into an indescribable deliciousness.

"Holy crap! This flavor! This is way too good!" Liu Yanghe completely lost the composure he had maintained throughout his journey and blurted out a swear word.

"Haha, see? I told you Boss Jiang makes everything delicious," Fangfang said, watching Liu Yanghe succumb to the food. For some reason, she felt a strange sense of joy—like she was watching a former version of herself.

"This... this is unbelievable. I've never had taro this good!" Liu Yanghe completely lost control, burying his face in the large bowl.

Could taro really be this good? He wasn't someone who had never eaten taro—from baby taro to betel nut taro, from braised taro with pork belly to candied taro—he had never tasted taro this delicious. It seemed to combine all the best qualities: fragrant, crispy, powdery, sticky, sweet.

The pork belly, dried shrimp, and fried shallot oil were savory and delicious, mingling with the sweet fragrance of taro and rice without overwhelming them. The flavors blended together naturally. He simply couldn't stop eating!

After that, he didn't say another word. Spoonful after spoonful, he quickly finished the entire large bowl of taro rice.

Li Wanzi and Fangfang were no slouches either. For two young women, their appetites were astonishing. In the same amount of time, they had also emptied their bowls.

"Burp... so satisfying. I don't know why, but every time I come to Qionghua Eatery, my appetite opens right up and I eat way more than usual." Li Wanzi sighed contentedly.

Fangfang agreed. "Exactly! I usually have a weak stomach, but no matter how much I eat here, I never get a stomachache."

She thought for a moment and added, "And it's strange—I've been coming here to pig out all year, but somehow my weight hasn't gone up!"

Li Wanzi excitedly slapped her thigh. "Right, right! Me too! I eat so much and haven't gained any weight!"

Liu Yanghe wasn't interested in topics about girls' weight, so he didn't pay much attention.

He waited at his seat until Fangfang and Wanzi had left, and until the restaurant's customers gradually thinned out.

"Excuse me, is Sect Master Jiang here?" Liu Yanghe finally waited until the place was completely empty, then stopped a waiter with blond hair.

Jin Feifan was about to answer when his eyes widened in shock. "Sect Master Jiang? Who are you? Are you also from the mystical arts circle?"

Liu Yanghe quickly bowed, performing the same-generation greeting of the mystical arts circle.

"I am Liu Yanghe, a disciple of Shuiguang Sect. I have been sent by my family elders to pay a visit. This is my calling card." As he spoke, he took an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to Jin Feifan.

Jin Feifan dropped the bowl he was holding on his foot. "Ow, ow, ow! SECT MASTER!! COME QUICK!! Someone from the mystical arts circle is here to see you!!!"