C7 The Old Man Looked at Wang Cuilian

"That's okay. You've all grown accustomed to my cooking anyway. I'll treat you to something special this time," Yang Chao said with a nod.

He was aware that the inspection team leader was trailing him, so he needed to make a good impression first. Following the leader, Yang Chao entered the spacious kitchen and was immediately taken aback by the sight.

The kitchen was in disarray, with several bowls of rice scattered across the stove alongside stewed chicken soup and sea cucumbers. At the center of the table was a large hot pot, its meatballs already simmering, seemingly awaiting diners.

Yang Chao sighed to the heavens, wondering if this was a sign of his impending doom. If the inspection team leader saw him serving hot pot to these seniors, he might very well be chastised or worse—stripped of his educational credentials forever. Was he destined to become an unregistered citizen and start an underground Senior University? It seemed like a stroke of terrible luck.

"Do you normally serve these kinds of foods to the elderly? Aren't you aware that their digestive systems are delicate and could easily be upset by such foods? Eating this could lead to serious issues," the leader admonished.

As expected, the inspection team leader was not impressed upon seeing the food, despite its tantalizing aroma. After all, this was a Senior University, where the well-being of the elderly should come first.

Regardless of their comfortable living conditions, the health of the seniors must be the top priority. A healthy body is essential for a long and fulfilling life, ensuring that their quality of life improves.

Old Man Wang, known for his temper, held back his frustration. He approached the table, pointed at the food, and defended their meal choices.

"Leader, it's not what it seems. Our principal is an exceptional cook, and we've never had any issues with upset stomachs after eating his meals. In fact, we feel nourished and full of energy," he explained.

Old Man Wang spoke with such confidence because the water used in their meals was provided by Yang Chao, who had infused it with his spiritual power.

Regardless of how fiery or potentially harmful the food might be, the presence of spiritual power ensured it would soothe their spirits without causing any harm.

Even a hefty dose of chilies, once consumed and absorbed, would gradually transform into a warming energy, invigorating their bodies and replenishing their vital Yang Qi.

"Our leader may prefer to dine solo in his quarters, but I encourage you to sit down and try these dishes—they're truly scrumptious. I used to suffer from gastroenteritis, as my medical report here will attest," Wang Cuilian said as she presented her health report to the inspecting leader, which clearly stated her severe gastroenteritis.

She grabbed a small bowl, filled it with some meatballs, and began to eat heartily, her joy growing with each bite.

The leaders exchanged glances, bewildered. Their arrival here had already provided plenty of astonishments, and with the advent of technology and the emergence of immortal cultivators, their entire concept of life had been upended.

Could there be such profound mysteries at play here? This place might be akin to a makeshift Senior University, but the living conditions appeared to be quite favorable.

After concluding their official matters, one of the leaders, who suffered from gastritis, would typically react to even a single bite of leftover or spicy food with vomiting and diarrhea.

Within a minute, he'd surely be sick, rushing to the restroom and spending the whole day there, making him the most difficult to accommodate.

Dedicated staff managed his daily meals and care, yet this leader, without a moment's hesitation, took a bite and was immediately taken aback.

The flavor was irresistibly delicious, compelling even an elder to indulge in several bites, and certainly, the seniors would feel the same.

He continued to eat, and after several minutes, with no adverse reactions, the leader was astounded. He patted his stomach, his eyes wide with incredulity. As he swallowed the food, he sensed a warm current flowing from his throat down to his stomach.

A comforting energy suffused his entire being, whisking away all traces of weariness in an instant.

"Hey, what's this about? Why do I feel a warmth in my belly? My stomach's warming up too, and all my fatigue has vanished!"

The leader was incredulous, patting his stomach and after several verifications, was astonished to find the effect was real. The others, skeptical at first, also gave it a try and were equally amazed by the results.

"Yang Chao, give it to me straight. What's the deal here? How can these foods have such an impact? No wonder you're confident enough to let the seniors eat this. If I were in their shoes, I'd be here every day for a meal."

The leader gave Yang Chao a look filled with disbelief. It was only now that he recognized Yang Chao's remarkable abilities.

She, as the head of Senior University, had an acute sense of the unusual. It seemed that these elderly gentlemen were leading figures among the immortal cultivators.

The young man at the center must be more than he seems, given that he still possesses some common sense. Everyone knows that eating spicy food leads to the inevitable, but these cultivators, with spiritual power at their disposal, could transform the food, maintaining its flavor while altering its properties to nourish and heal the body. This was the impressive feat of the immortal cultivators. But Yang Chao, so young—could he possess such power?

"This water I've brought is specially selected for its nourishing effects on the body. Seeing how often you suffer from stomach pains, I'll gift you a bottle. Once you've finished it, you shouldn't experience the same issues again."

Yang Chao could easily see that the leader's frequent overwork had taken a toll on his health, often leaving him with nothing more than the desire to lie down and sleep.

Yet, even after resting, he would feel overwhelmingly tired, spending his days in a haze of fatigue and pain.

Once the leader had consented, he conducted another round of inspections before departing. They didn't leave without enjoying a meal, and upon exiting, they felt an incredible lightness.

"In the future, allocate more funds to this institution. It's far from insignificant. I suspect it will gain national renown soon enough. Make sure to keep a close eye on it, understood?"

As soon as they stepped out the door, the leader cast a glance at his subordinates, who promptly nodded in agreement, their eyes brimming with affirmation.