Doing chores in the world of self-cultivation

Chapter 13

Qi Xiu felt inexplicably that although this brother Xie looked cold and arrogant, he was actually quite interesting.

He laughed a little, shook his head, and stopped thinking about it.

Because he was going out to sleep, Qi Xiu didn't plan to make more complicated food.

Fortunately, the universe bag in the cultivation world is very convenient, so he brought some simple ingredients over.

When Qu Ming and Fang Wanyun heard that Qi Xiu wanted to cook by himself, they gathered around to help. Unfortunately, the two of them didn't know how to cook. After helping to set up the stove, they sat aside and looked at Qi Xiu anxiously. action.

Qi Xiu saw that the two were eager to help, so he took out the meat from the Qiankun bag and asked them to help chop it up.

"I also ask Senior Sister Fang to help me chop up the meat. I will use it to make the meat stuffing for wontons."

Fang Wanyun immediately happily picked up the kitchen knife and began to strike.

Seeing that Fang Wanyun had something to do, Qu Ming couldn't help staring at Qi Xiu with bright eyes.

Qi Xiu said with a smile: "Senior Sister Qu is the root of the fire spirit, so please help the younger brother light the fire."

Both of them got a division of labor and immediately got busy.

The disciples next to him were very curious when they saw how busy they were, and even Xie Ling, who was meditating with his eyes closed, glanced at him a few times.

Qi Xiu took out the prepared flour and kneaded it quickly, he kneaded it in a short while, and then rolled it into a thin dough.

While making it, he thought, next time, it's better to wrap the raw wontons and put them in the space, so that they can be taken out directly, which is very convenient.

He has experimented, and the Qiankun bag here is no problem for storing fresh things. It can be stored for a few days longer than the outside world, but it cannot keep warm.

However, his space does not have this influence. That space seems to be a world by itself, and time is still in it.

If it wasn't too strange to take out a bowl of hot wontons in public, he would have prepared the food as early as Zafeng.

Qi Xiu cut open the rolled dough, stacked it into a pile, and started wrapping the wontons deftly, so fast that Qu Ming and Fang Wanyun's eyes widened.

Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Qi can cook!

And the disciples who have been watching this side curiously are also very surprised, and when Qi Xiu put the wrapped wontons into the boiling water, the fragrance that suddenly overflowed surprised them even more.

"smell good……"

"What smells so good?"

"It seems that Zafeng's little junior is making his own food."

The disciples who smelled the tempting fragrance asked one after another, and after learning that it was actually done by people from Zafeng, although they were very envious, but because of the team formation, no one came to Qi Xiu to ask.

Most of their cultivation bases are also in the early stage of qi refining, far from the realm of bigu, so they are naturally very excited about these foods.But also they are still very young, and they still have a good face. Since something like that happened in the morning, they were very sensible and did not come over. They could only watch enviously at Qi Xiu stirring the soup with a long spoon.

Every time Qi Xiu stirred it, the fragrance would spread out a bit more, hooking the gluttons in the bellies of the people in the entire camp just about to move.

They didn't know why. Wonton, an ordinary folk snack, tasted good, but it didn't reach this level. Presumably it was because of the environment of sleeping in the wild that it was particularly attractive.

Qi Xiu looked at the pot and found that it was almost cooked, so he let Qu Ming warm up on a low fire, he took out the bowls and chopsticks in the Qiankun bag, and took out three bowls.

Three bowls of wontons with rich soup were placed in front of Qu Ming and Fang Wanyun.

They swallowed their saliva as they watched the unusually ordinary food, and after thanking Qi Xiu, they picked up the bowls and chopsticks and couldn't wait to eat.

"Oh! It smells so good!"

Qu Ming didn't care about scalding her mouth, so she blew on it and stuffed it into her mouth. As soon as she swallowed it, the thickness of the soup and the fragrance of the meat were released instantly, which attracted her praise again and again.

After Fang Wanyun ate one, her eyes widened. She had never eaten such delicious wontons!

"Junior Brother Qi! Your craftsmanship is really good, this wonton is so delicious..."

Because Fang Wanyun's family discipline is relatively strict, she is not as bold as Qu Ming when she eats, but after she tasted one, she ate at a much faster speed, and finally drank all the soup.

It was delicious!

It would have been okay if those disciples just smelled the scent, and they could still bear it, but now that Qu Ming and Fang Wanyun ate so deliciously and couldn't stop praising them, they were even more envious.

Hey, chewing dry dry food and smelling the aroma over there is really tormenting...

If someone really came to Qi Xiu's place to beg for a bowl, Qi Xiu would not care, they are all from the same family, so a little food is nothing.

There were only five or sixty disciples in the camp, and it was impossible for him to cook food for so many people, so Qi Xiu only prepared food for him, Qu Ming, and Fang Wanyun.

But...not all.

"Junior brother, the three of us probably eat too much. I'm already full, but I still have a lot."

Qu Ming put down the bowl, saw that there were still a lot of wontons in the pot, and sighed, she still wanted to eat more, but she was already full.

Girls have smaller appetites, Qi Xiu grasped the amount and didn't cook too much, as for the pot...

Qi Xiu glanced at Xie Ling who was meditating with his eyes closed not far away. He seemed to be practicing all the time, even though most people in the camp were eating now.

Although he knew that Xie Ling had already bigued, but thinking that Xie Ling was the one who rescued him from the lower realm, Qi Xiu still filled a bowl of wontons and walked over.

"Brother..."

Xie Ling opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

Qi Xiu brought a bowl of wontons and stood in front of him.

"Senior brother, I just realized that it was you who saved me back then, and I can't repay you for saving my life. I made some food just now, if senior brother doesn't dislike you..."

Qi Xiu passed the bowl forward.

Of course, he wasn't thinking of a bowl of wontons to counteract his kindness, but it was cold at night, so a bowl of hot food was always good.

Seeing Xie Ling's indifferent expression, Qi Xiu felt a little uneasy.

Fortunately, Xie Ling just took a look at the wonton and took it: "Thank you."

Xie Ling stared at the wonton and picked up the chopsticks.How long has he not eaten these mortal snacks?It seems that I haven't eaten since Bigu. The color of this bowl of wontons is bright and the soup is rich and fragrant. It must taste good.

He raised his eyelids slightly, and noticed that Qi Xiu's face was a bit cramped. Back then, the child was lying on the corpse push covered in blood, looking very weak, but now he is also a gentle and polite boy.

I remember that he was still picking medicinal herbs in the mountain behind Zafeng to exchange for money, such a self-reliant child should be very strong, if he refuses...

Seeing that he took it and began to eat, Qi Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

After he left, he returned to his place, only to see the disbelieving eyes of Qu Ming and Fang Wanyun.

"What's wrong?" Qi Xiu was puzzled.

Qu Ming took a deep breath and exclaimed, "You actually let Brother Xie eat wontons!"

Eating wontons... is it a big deal?

Qi Xiu still didn't understand why they were so surprised.

Fang Wanyun explained: "I heard that Senior Brother Xie hasn't eaten since Bigu, and Senior Brother is cold-tempered, how could we have thought that he would take your wonton!"

Qi Xiu was a little stunned. It has been more than ten years since he started Bigu, and he has never eaten...

In his opinion, food is a gift, and tasting delicious food is one of the joys of life. In his previous life, the chef in his family was one of the best, and he also ate a lot of delicious food.

Therefore, he can't understand the feeling of not eating for more than ten years. Even if he reaches the bigu period in the future, he will not give up food.

Not only Qu Ming and Fang Wanyun were greatly surprised, but other disciples who saw this scene were also very surprised.

When Ren Xianshu came back from the outside and saw Xie Ling eating wontons, he was also stunned.

"Brother? What happened today? I haven't seen you eat for more than ten years."

Ren Xianshu sniffed the air: "Is this wonton? It smells so good? Where did it come from?"

Xie Ling ate the last small wonton slowly, wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "Qi Xiu sent it over."

Qi Xiu?

Ren Xianshu was taken aback for a moment before realizing that Qi Xiu was the disciple of that miscellaneous peak.

"Brother! You clearly know that I..."

Xie Ling picked up the empty bowl and stood up. After reading the somewhat angry Ren Xianshu, he added: "It's really delicious."

Ren Xianshu: "..."

It was getting late, Qu Ming and Fang Wanyun returned to their own tent to rest.

Qi Xiu looked at these bowls and chopsticks a little worried.The two senior sisters wanted to help him, but he felt that this kind of washing work should not be done by girls, so he asked them to go back and rest.

He sighed, and resigned himself to cleaning up.He had just cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and was about to create a stream of water to wash them, but Xie Ling came over with the bowls.

Not to mention, Xie Ling's demeanor is all over his body, but he is holding rough-made bowls and chopsticks in his hands. This scene is really out of harmony.

Qi Xiu looked at it and wanted to laugh, no wonder they were so surprised, even now he felt that Xie Ling should be holding a sword instead of these things.

Xie Ling glanced at the pots and pans, raised his hand slightly, and after a cleansing spell, everything became clean immediately.

Before Qi Xiu could call out the water flow, he saw that his eyes had taken on a completely new look.

This... the world of comprehension is really extraordinary, it is much more convenient now.

That's right, Qi Xiu, who likes delicious food, hates washing dishes the most. In his previous life, he didn't need to do it. In this life, he can learn the spell that makes everything clean, so he doesn't have to wash it himself.

"Brother, what kind of spell is this?" Thinking of this, Qi Xiu looked at Xie Ling and sincerely asked for advice, this is very useful.

Xie Ling lowered his head slightly, and saw that his eyes were full of curiosity, so he couldn't help curling his lips.

"It's just a simple cleansing mantra. If you want to learn it, you can go to the Treasure Pavilion to borrow these miscellaneous spells. There are many small spells in it, which are very useful."

Qi Xiu nodded, wrote it down, and decided to borrow this book when he returned to Taiqing.

"Thank you, brother, for your help."

"You are Welcome."

Xie Ling put down the bowl, but saw Qi Xiu's basket beside him.

The herbs in the basket caught his attention.

He frowned slightly and asked, "Are you still picking herbs for money?"

Qi Xiu was taken aback, what?

He suddenly remembered the person he met when he first came to Zafeng to discover the game skills, and went to the back mountain to collect medicine. It was night and he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly.

But he was impressed by it.

Because the man put a lot of spirit stones in his back basket, Qi Xiu thought of the familiar feeling when he first met Xie Ling, could it be...

The author has something to say: If you play too many games, you will always be called Chiguo==

It’s winter, because my hands are cold, I’ve got chilblains, my trotters are swollen, I’m struggling to type, and my speed is much slower than before, it’s too miserable.

After that, the update should be after eleven o'clock in the evening, hey...