I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Chapter 512 They actually ate extinct rice! What a waste!

Huang Mingshi squinted, savoring the savory, slightly spicy aroma of the meat, even the green peppers had a unique flavor.

It's spiritual food...

Huang Mingshi lowered his head and used his chopsticks to toss the twice-cooked pork with green peppers aside.

His sense of smell was keen; from afar, the food smelled exceptionally strong, along with a unique, sweet aroma of green peppers and twice-cooked pork.

Huang Mingshi couldn't describe the taste, but it smelled fragrant, and he felt it was even more appealing to him than meat.

Huang Mingshi parted the green pepper, and what came into view was the distinct grains of rice in the middle of the bowl.

Huang Mingshi froze, his eyes widening in surprise.

The rice grains in the bowl were plump and loose, and there was no mushy residue.

Because it's steamed rice, the delicate rice grains also have a subtle, mellow aroma.

Huang Mingshi connected the rice grains in the bowl with rice paddies, and in less than three seconds he was in front of Jiang He, bowl and all.

Jiang He had just finished eating, with not a single grain of rice left in her bowl. At that moment, she still didn't know why Huang Mingshi had suddenly appeared in front of her.

The two looked at each other again, Huang Mingshi's shocked pupils meeting Jiang He's bewildered gaze.

The cultivators beside the two were somewhat bewildered as they watched Huang Mingshi throw the bowl in front of Jiang He.

What's going on? Is this?

As Nong Xiu, who was traveling with Huang Mingshi, watched this scene, countless speculations arose in his mind:

There's a saying: "You pick up the bowl to eat, then put it down and curse your mother!"

"Hey, that's a random insertion. That's not how you use that phrase. I think Boss Huang is trying to provoke Redwood."

"They even smashed bowls, so there must be some kind of grudge or grievance between the two of them. It's not like Boss Huang wants to take them into the sect for revenge or something."

"Provocation? Wait, how did you figure that out? I think the Free and Unfettered Sect is pretty good; they even provided a meal."

"No, what are you guys talking about? You're overthinking it."

Everyone stared at Jiang He and Huang Mingshi opposite her with gossip. As Nong Xiu next to Huang Mingshi spoke, the other cultivators' gazes towards the two changed.

Oh ho, here comes the challenger?

Huang Mingshi did place the rice bowl in front of Jiang He, but he didn't throw or smash it; instead, he gently set it down.

If Huang Mingshi knew what these cultivators were thinking, he would definitely think they were just imagining things and didn't know what the world was like.

Huang Mingshi's gaze remained fixed on the rice. He pondered for a long time, unsure how to begin, as the rice had simply too overwhelmed him.

Jiang He smiled and said:

"What's wrong? Is the food not good?"

"No." Huang Mingshi shook his head. It was just too delicious. It was so delicious that it took him a while to recognize that the rice he was chewing was rice seed.

"Is this food made from hulled rice seeds?"

Jiang He looked at Huang Mingshi and nodded calmly: "Yes, it's top-quality rice, fragrant and soft, I think it would be delicious to make fried rice with eggs."

The conversation between Huang Mingshi and Jiang He contained some unfamiliar words, leaving Zhong Liyu feeling completely bewildered.

Ye Yinqiu peeked out, a grain of rice still clinging to the corner of her mouth: "Egg fried rice, is it also a delicious spiritual food?"

Ye Yinqiu and the group of sword and magic cultivators were focused on the latter part of Jiang He's story, and no one had yet connected the rice seed Huang Mingshi mentioned with rice.

Unlike the agricultural cultivators beside Huang Mingshi, upon hearing Huang Mingshi and Jiang He's conversation, they thought of the spirit fields they had just seen that day. Many of the agricultural cultivators, just like Huang Mingshi, immediately peeled back the twice-cooked pork and began to study the map.

The results came out quickly, and they stared at the bowl of rice, speechless for a long time.

Sensing the subtle atmosphere in the cafeteria, Li Ling suddenly moved closer to a farmer.

Looking at the pictures and descriptions on his personal terminal, Li Ling, like Nong Xiu on the field, was so astonished he couldn't close his mouth.

"Rice? Isn't that already extinct?"

"Oh, what? Why are we talking about rice again?"

Some cultivators, hearing Li Ling's exclamation, couldn't help but feel curious.

Seeing that Nong Xiu was studying the map, they all took out their personal computers as well.

The optical computer's system was powerful, and now not only Huang Mingshi and the agricultural cultivator who learned the truth knew, but the other cultivators also discovered that the white food they had just eaten was steamed rice.

"Holy crap, is this real? It's rice! What did you guys think of when you looked at the picture?"

"It shows as rice. At first, I thought it was just ordinary spiritual food. Moreover, Zhang Wan said that this spiritual food was of high quality, but he didn't say what kind of spiritual plant it was made from. Now that I know, I really want to slap myself. I didn't even take a picture."

"This is incredible! I just ate an extinct spiritual plant. Am I dreaming? Holy crap!"

"Brother Huang is a well-known researcher in our agricultural repair circle. What he says is true. If it's rice, it's rice. I just feel it's a bit of a waste. This is a top-grade spiritual plant. How could I just eat it?"

"I don't like what you're saying, but I regret it a little. I ate too fast, and now I can't quite remember what it tasted like. I should have savored it properly."

"You bunch of stinking sword cultivators, do you even know the value of rice?! That's rice! An extinct, top-grade spiritual plant!" the farmer cultivator shouted, his impotent rage palpable.

"What a loss! This rice is a treasure from top to bottom!"

"Alright, alright, we've already eaten. There should be more, right? Besides, this is top-grade spiritual food. It's delicious, healthy, and helps increase your cultivation."

"Yes, there is... wait, what did you say, top-grade spiritual food?"

This time, the agricultural workers were shocked again. When they learned that the food they were eating was rice, all of them looked like they were beating their chests in despair.

Upon learning that the food made from rice was not ordinary food but spiritual food, they all picked up their bowls and tasted several mouthfuls.

"This really is top-grade spiritual food. The cultivators of your Xiaoyao Sect are all too tight-lipped."

"You didn't ask, and I remember someone saying that just now."

The farm workers looked down at the rice in their bowls, and a strange impulse welled up inside them.

The food at the Free and Unfettered Sect is so good. At first, they just thought it would be better for them, as farmers and cultivators, but now...

They instantly felt empowered again, as the Free and Unfettered Sect not only provided them with high-grade pills but also distributed high-grade spiritual food.

Even if they die and become ghosts, they will cling to the Free and Unfettered Sect for the rest of their lives!

When Huang Mingshi learned that the food he was eating was rice seeds, he did not react as dramatically as the other farmers, but he was indeed shocked that he had eaten rice seeds.

In Huang Mingshi's view, the extinction of rice varieties was already a precious thing, and to use them as food was, even though it was considered spiritual food, Huang Mingshi still felt it was a pity.

"These rice seeds have another use."

Jiang He took some time to look up Huang Mingshi's information and learned that he was a research expert. The Xiaoyao Sect was currently in dire need of cultivators of all kinds, and this expert from the agricultural cultivation circle was a perfect fit; bringing him on board would be ideal.

"Don't feel it's not worth it; spiritual plants are meant for alchemy." Jiang He, unaware that Huang Mingshi had seen the sect's spiritual fields, continued to comfort him:

"We will plant both rice and wheat. Our sect has planted about 450 mu of rice. Don't worry, it's enough to eat."