My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 154 - 152: Not Delicious_1

Chapter 154: Chapter 152: Not Delicious_1

As Owen Bertram was considering, Bennett Basil suddenly said, "So this is Pill Cuisine. No wonder I can never surpass Miss’s culinary skills. No wonder I can gain insight from it!"

Matthew also had a vague feeling. Although he was always beaten down by Ava Bertram to the point of worrying about having a mental breakdown, his cultivation had been constantly progressing during his time at the outpost. It seemed that the credit goes to these Pill Cuisines.

Verna didn’t hear what they were saying. She secretly thought, "These idiots, they don’t concentrate on eating and chat instead. They must eat very slowly."

She finished eating and her big eyes sneakily glanced at her elder brother’s bowl. As expected, he pushed the bowl over to her and said, "I’m full, it’s for you."

"Yay!" Verna happily took it.

Owen Bertram waved at Alvin Morgan, "Come in."

Alvin Morgan came in happily, and Owen Bertram said, "Matthew’s suggestion has some merit. I can let my sister study alchemy with you, but we siblings have never been separated before."

Alvin Morgan immediately said, "I’ll move over here. All I need is a room."

Owen Bertram nodded, "All right, it’s settled then."

"Great, thank you for your trust, Your Excellency!" Alvin Morgan was excited, raising his arms.

Matthew had already finished eating when he remembered that Alvin Morgan had come to see him for a purpose. He wiped his mouth and took out the Jade Box, "800 Spirit Jade, cash on delivery—I’m telling you, you’ve really made a profit. Being lucky enough to stay by the gentleman’s side and teach Miss, this World’s Extreme Poison is just a token given by the gentleman."

Having received Ava Bertram as his disciple, Alvin Morgan was about to go crazy with happiness. This transaction seemed trivial in comparison. He casually handed the Storage Brocade Pouch to Matthew.

When Owen Bertram saw Matthew carefully taking out a withered leaf and giving it to Alvin Morgan, he couldn’t help asking, "How much did it sell for?"

Matthew answered truthfully, "800 Spirit Jade. Master, did I sell it too cheaply?"

The gentleman’s face twitched imperceptibly, and then a slightly strained smile appeared, "It’s appropriate." The gentleman hid it well, and no one present knew that his heart was bleeding!

Spirit Jade for a withered leaf?!

I’ve been in Extinct Village till now, working hard at "killing for treasure", but I haven’t even managed to get that much Spirit Jade!

I regretted it so much! I originally thought it was just a few withered leaves. Although highly poisonous and somewhat valuable, they wouldn’t be too costly, so I gave them to Matthew.

If I take them back now, won’t the image of the "gentleman" collapse?

Sigh...

Owen Bertram decided to guard the Fern that night, and from then on, he wouldn’t let a single piece of dried leaf slip out!

No one noticed when Matthew took out the withered leaves, Verna’s eyes glowed, and her saliva almost dripped out!

...

Late at night, nine of his men shivered in the night wind, the Mountain Master had not returned, they had a bad feeling, but didn’t dare to go deep into their thoughts. They could only wait like helpless orphans.

...

Although it was not the first time Alvin Morgan had taken a disciple, he had never felt this excited.

He stayed up all night, preparing carefully to show Ava Bertram the vastness and profoundness of alchemy in the first class, and tell her that alchemy was like a vast ocean filled with stars!

He also wanted to establish a brilliant image of a wise teacher in her heart.

Alvin Morgan was confident; among all the Pill Masters in Kai County, he could humble himself to be ranked within the top ten, and more realistically could be ranked among the top three.

After a night of careful preparations, he began teaching Ava Bertram after breakfast.

But he found that Matthew, a sneaky guy, was sitting nearby with a small stool, looking mischievous.

"Hehe." Alvin Morgan scoffed, "Alchemy is all about talent. Some people have no talent in this field and can only learn the superficial parts of it, regardless of their cunning intentions. They can never truly wander in the vast ocean of alchemy!"

Matthew ignored his sarcasm. I just want to see if there’s anyone else besides me who has been tormented by Miss to the point of doubting their life.

After half a Shichen (1 hour), Lord Prescott’s enduring humiliation got its well-earned reward.

Alvin Morgan sat dumbfounded behind the table, and six feet in front of him, Ava Bertram stared at him with big eyes, looking innocent. Alvin Morgan’s thoughts were messy; he had prepared a very classic pill recipe as an example for the first class.

If it were an ordinary disciple, Alvin Morgan would only present some simple pill recipes, but this disciple was far from ordinary, so he brought out this classic pill recipe, which seemed stable, but actually used a lot of herbal knowledge.

Simply put, ordinary Pill Masters can only see the first three layers of mystery in the pill recipe, while only Alvin Morgan-level Pill Masters can see the fifth layer.

At the beginning of the lecture, everything was going smoothly. Ava Bertram was just listening quietly with somewhat glazed eyes.

—Matthew knew Miss was distracted and must be thinking about what to eat for lunch.

Alvin Morgan didn’t know, he thought his disciple was listening earnestly. After the theoretical knowledge was completed, he took out the medicinal ingredients of the pill recipe, preparing to demonstrate it in person.

Ava Bertram leaned in, sniffed, and suddenly said, "Does it have to be cooked like this?"

"Hahaha..." Alvin Morgan laughed heartily, "My disciple indeed has an innocent heart. Good disciple, this is not cooking, this is alchemy."

Ava Bertram still insisted, "Does it have to be cooked this way, it doesn’t taste good."

Alvin Morgan was speechless, preparing to explain the difference between alchemy and cooking to his disciple. However, Matthew was next to him and murkily said, "Why not listen to Miss’s opinion?"

Until this moment, Alvin Morgan had not realized the danger was approaching, and that the one with the thick eyebrows and big eyes was harboring malicious intentions!

"All right, good disciple, you go ahead and tell me your understanding first."

Ava Bertram explained, at first Alvin Morgan didn’t take it seriously, but as he listened, his face changed.

Matthew was ecstatic in his heart: it begins, it begins!

After Ava Bertram finished, Alvin Morgan didn’t speak for a long time, pondering over it in his heart, then igniting the Spiritual Flame, preparing the Alchemy Furnace, and refining a furnace of spiritual pills according to Ava’s method.

With his level of skill, refining a pill of this level was easy, and once the pill was completed, Alvin Morgan became even more silent. The effect of this pill was more than 40% better than before!

What Ava Bertram had said was not difficult, and Alvin Morgan couldn’t help but wonder why he hadn’t thought of it before.

"Hehe..." Matthew chuckled quietly on the side.

Alvin Morgan took out several more pill recipes, but Ava Bertram seemed at a loss.

Matthew quietly said again, "Why don’t you take out the spirit medicines from the pill recipe."

Alvin Morgan finally noticed the sneaky guy beside him, glared at Matthew, and took out various spirit medicines from the Storage Brocade Pouch. Ava Bertram sniffed them and immediately shook her head, "No, no, it doesn’t taste good if we cook it this way."