Free Web NovelIt was afternoon, and the sun was just right. Behind Da Chunyang Palace, by the Cold Pool.
Lu Yibei and Hua Sang lay side by side on two large rocks, while Shui Shu Beast lay on its stomach nearby, looking from afar like three salted fish drying in the sun.
Although Lu Yibei often dealt with rotten, bloody, and filthy things, and fiddled with "dirty stuff" like calamity water all day, she initially refused to lie on the rocks by the Cold Pool with Hua Sang.
How could the clean, fragrant, and soft Calamity Miss take a nap on dirty rocks like the unkempt Turtle Girl and the sloppy Shui Shu Beast?
But
After trying it once, Calamity Miss found it truly delightful.
The rocks, warmed by the sun, were covered with dried moss that had become fluffy like palm fibers, and the comfort level wasn't bad. The feeling was like freshly stir-fried meat floss that hadn't completely cooled down, with a fair body lying on it like smooth, soft light cream.
As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, Lu Yibei seemed to be stimulated by something, suddenly opening her eyes, sitting up, rubbing her slightly throbbing forehead, and sighing silently.
Damn it! I'm really going to go crazy learning how to cook. If this continues, I'll definitely go insane!
Lu Yibei originally thought that with her above-average cooking skills and Qingji's guidance, she should quickly be able to cook true "Human Fireworks".
For this, she worked hard for a whole week.
However, after all her efforts, she realized that she had still underestimated the pickiness of the Xuan Turtle, which could only carry mountains on its back. That Xuan Turtle, as the right-hand man of the Ancestor of Da Chunyang Palace and a great Strange Tale comparable to Elder Sister's mother, when it passed away, its core Strange Tale body hidden deep in the Cold Pool of Da Chunyang Palace was not so easy to get.
A week passed, and Lu Yibei cooked dozens of different dishes, from main courses to desserts, simple, complex, expensive, and affordable ones were all tried, but none were successful, leaving her severely disheartened.
At this time, Fu Xinyi, who had already started devilish training according to Disaster-level standards and hadn't rested for a moment for a week, became particularly crucial.
Thus, she became a strong spiritual pillar for Lu Yibei to persevere. After all, Fu Xinyi was truly miserable.
Lu Yibei felt that Ji Xiazi and that Old man Zhang Huainan didn't treat her like a human.
No, even ordinary high-level urban legend probably wouldn't last long under that level of training! People are often like this; when they see someone worse off than themselves, they feel like they aren't so bad. It's like a 996 worker, exhausted like a dog, secretly rejoicing when looking at a 007 worker who is worse off than a dog—
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The float sank, and Hua Sang abruptly lifted the fishing rod in her hand. With a "splash!", the Cold Pool broke open, and splashing water drew a shallow rainbow in the air.
A large, completely black turtle, pulled by a red silk thread, smashed the rainbow and landed in the weeds by the Cold Pool, bounced twice, lay on its back with its limbs facing upwards, struggled for a bit, then tilted its head and became still.
Hua Sang got up, walked forward, poked the large turtle with a branch, examined it for a while, then looked at Lu Yibei, pursed her lips, and shook her head.
"Still not working?" Lu Yibei asked with a frown.
Hua Sang shook her head, looked at the large turtle on the ground, and said, "No, besides being a bit black, there's nothing else." After she finished speaking, Shui Shu Beast, who had moved closer to Hua Sang and was watching the large turtle with her, also nodded.
This kind of thing can only be used as a ball to kick.
Tch!" Lu Yibei spat, pressed a hand to her forehead, and slumped back onto the rock, gazing at the clear blue sky, muttering, "Turtle Girl..."
Hua Sang snatched the large turtle, which was almost carried away like a ball, back from Shui Shu Beast's mouth, looked at Lu Yibei, tilted her head, and said, "Hmm?" "I think I might have to go back to Hua City first..." Lu Yibei said.
Hua Sang shrugged, saying as if she didn't care, "Oh, it's no big deal." She had long been prepared for failure. She had always been fishing for turtles by the Cold Pool. If her luck was bad and she really couldn't catch one in the end, she wouldn't be that disappointed.
What's more, the accumulated night erosion in her body has been almost completely removed now, and she doesn't care about any engagement for another ten or eight years. If Lu Yibei really wants to marry her, she's always here, just come whenever.
If Lu Yibei didn't have that intention, forcing it wouldn't help either.
When she was in Jinhua Village, she had already witnessed the post-marriage life of the son of Old Six at the end of the village and his wife, who were forced together by a pre-birth engagement, arguing every three days and fighting every five.
Just thinking about it makes one feel physically and mentally exhausted.
Matters of the heart are like the many secret techniques of Da Chunyang Palace; the more you try to understand them, the less you understand them. You have to let them happen naturally. Lu Yibei sat up, looked at Hua Sang, and explained, "Uh, don't misunderstand, I'm not not helping you."
She was actually quite persistent about this matter.
She had few friends, and Hua Sang was one. Even without Zhang Huainan's kind reminder, and without that troublesome engagement, she still hoped to help Hua Sang.
"Something urgent in Hua City?" Hua Sang asked.
"Not entirely!" Lu Yibei pouted, "Although part of the reason is that something went wrong on the university side—"
The 1:1 replica of Paper Cicada Immortal successfully bluffed for ten days, but in the end, something went wrong. Listening to Professor Ma's voice on the phone, trembling as if from electric shock—
—like voice, Lu Yibei felt it was necessary for her to go back and handle it.
But the main reason is that I only discovered last night that a certain hundred-year-old man doesn't know how to cook true Human Fireworks at all, and yet he dared to try and teach me—"
Yes, Qingji couldn't cook true Human Fireworks at all. He had hidden it from Lu Yibei for a whole week and only finally told the truth under Lu Yibei's questioning last night.
In fact, Lu Yibei came to find Hua Sang today and accompany her in fishing for turtles with a hint of luck. She planned to use the dish she learned last night to make one last attempt.
Although the chances were slim, what if?—
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Last night, inside the kitchen of Yanzhi Tavern.
Qingji stood by the stove, his cleaver rising and falling in his hand, showing Lu Yibei his exquisite knife skills, cutting a green pepper into fine shreds differing by less than a millimeter in size, all while chattering incessantly.
"Lu Yibei, do you know? There are no limits to delicious food. In this world, there's no 'most delicious', only 'more delicious'! As long as you use your heart—"
"As long as you use your heart, everyone can be the God of Cookery?" Lu Yibei interrupted, "But I've also heard that there's no God of Cookery in this world at all, or rather, everyone is the God of Cookery."
Qingji glanced sideways at Lu Yibei, who was sitting on a small stool, propping her chin with her hands, her face flushed by the firelight from the stove like a delicate flower, and frowned, saying, "Stop spouting nonsense here!"
"Did you see the knife skills clearly just now? Hurry, come and try it!"
Lu Yibei remained unmoved, sighing silently as she said, "Ancestor, you taught me this knife skill on the very first day. You haven't forgotten, have you?"
"Is that so?" Qingji frowned, "Are you mistaken?"
"How could I be! Don't you know my memory?" Lu Yibei said seriously, "I remember clearly that for every hundred grams of green pepper, you need to make thirty-six cuts, with each cut spaced 2.5 millimeters apart."
"This..." Qingji's mouth twitched slightly, and he said awkwardly, "Damn it, wasn't I thinking of letting you review and learn new things? Since you still remember, then..."
Lu Yibei glanced sideways at Qingji and interrupted, "Ancestor, you actually can't make the so-called Human Fireworks at all, can you?"
After saying that, she immediately activated Lingtai Pure Karma, letting thick armor wrap her body tightly. The following words were likely to make the Ancestor furious and lash out, so she had to be prepared! Lu Yibei thought.
It was unclear if she was truly stumped by Lu Yibei's question or if she was unhappy seeing her turn into that iron turtle-like appearance again. Qingji's expression froze slightly, but quickly returned to normal.
"Nonsense, how could I not know how? Are you doubting my ability?"
"But I've already made dozens of dishes according to your guidance, and it's completely useless," Lu Yibei said expressionlessly.
Dozens of consecutive failures made her body exude a desperate aura of "rotten and smelly" like a salted fish. She couldn't help but start to doubt if there was a problem with Qingji's teaching, rather than a problem with her learning.
Immediately after, seeing that Qingji was about to speak, she quickly spoke up again, "Are you trying to ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) say that the reason for not succeeding is because I'm not trying hard enough?"
Qingji stiffened his neck, glanced sideways at Lu Yibei, and said loudly, "Do you think you're trying very hard?!"
Lu Yibei didn't answer Qingji's question. Instead, she stared at him in silence for a few seconds, then changed the subject and said, "Ancestor, tell me honestly, have you ever personally made the so-called Human Fireworks? If you have, why are the dishes you teach me different every time?"
And they were all on the menu of Yanzhi Tavern, Lu Yibei added silently in her heart.
She had memorized the menu of Lus Sichuan Cuisine Restaurant since she was very young. These past few days, going in and out of Yanzhi Tavern, she had also long since memorized the wooden plaques hanging in the hall, engraved with the names of dishes. Only after carefully comparing them did she realize that all the dishes Qing Ji taught her were within the scope of these two menus.
Is this cultivating a non-material cultural heritage inheritor for Yanzhi Tavern, or teaching how to make 'Human Fireworks?
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"It's right that they are different! Do you know, that Renjian Yanhuo originally didn't refer to a specific dish, but rather..." Qing Ji was halfway through his sentence when Lu Yibei interrupted, "He's panicking, he's panicking!"
"Ancestor, I'm asking you, have you ever made real Renjian Yanhuo or not? Don't try to change the subject!"
"Look at me, look at the blood of my great-great-grandmother flowing in my body, tell me the truth! Don't lie, great-great-grandmother's spirit in heaven is watching!"
Damn it! I shouldn't have told this girl that past event in the first place. Now it's almost become a handle in her hands, she keeps bringing it up all the time. Qing Ji glared fiercely at Lu Yibei, straightened his back, turned his head away, his chin slightly raised, and said with a hint of arrogance in his brows, "No!" ƒreewebɳovel.com
After speaking, he glanced at Lu Yibei's 'Coat' again, and ground his teeth fiercely. If it were before, he would have taught Lu Yibei a lesson long ago, but now...
What a sin!
Lu Yibei, "???"
No? Then what the hell are you being so righteously proud of over there?
"Although not, but..." Qing Ji looked at Lu Yibei and said seriously, "The key to hooking up the main body core of that Old Wang Ba's urban legend is Renjian Yanhuo, which this old man researched from ancient texts."
"As for cooking skills, looking at the whole world, there are probably no more than a handful of people better than this old man."
"You've said so much, but haven't you still never made real Renjian Yanhuo? Everything is still just at the theoretical and speculative stage?" Lu Yibei pouted.
"You are too unreliable! This kind of thing is like teaching me 1+1=2 and then wanting me to prove 1+1=2." "What are you talking about? Does 1+1=2 still need proof?" Qing Ji looked confused.
"It's a classic mathematical problem, don't worry about it..." Lu Yibei shrugged her shoulders, which were made particularly bulky by her armor, "In short, what I want to express is that this matter is very absurd."
Hmph!" Qing Ji snorted coldly, "How can this be called absurd? If this old man can't teach you, then in this world, no one can."
"Ancestor, don't be so absolute!" Lu Yibei stood up and interrupted.
As she spoke, her eyes, through the gap in her helmet, winked at Qing Ji.
"Didn't you just say that there are no more than a handful of people in the whole world with better cooking skills than you? That is to say, conservatively estimated, there are still nine people better than you, right?"
"Then why don't you just tell me who those nine people are, and I'll go to them..." Lu Yibei said in a sarcastic tone, "Wait, Old man, you didn't just make up something to glorify yourself, like there are no more than a handful of people in the world with better cooking skills than you, and you actually don't know, right?"
"No way? No way?"
As the words fell, a sound of breaking air erupted, and a cleaver shot out from Qing Ji's hand, transforming into a long sword in mid-air, dragging a silver-white tail flame.
"Clang--!"
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Hua Sang held up the large black Xuan Turtle, as if playing rugby, dodging left and right, evading the Shui Shu Beast who was trying to snatch the Turtle from her hand, and then threw it fiercely towards the Cold Pool.
The Shui Shu Beast chased the trajectory drawn by the large Xuan Turtle in mid-air, leaped up, bit the hard turtle shell, and then "Gulp!" fell into the Cold Pool with a splash, creating large waves.
Hua Sang dodged the splashing water and looked at Lu Yibei, saying, "So, did Senior Qing Ji finally tell you where you can learn more advanced cooking skills?"
"He did," Lu Yibei pouted slightly.
I exchanged my life for it, she added silently in her heart.
Last night, after Qing Ji finally became furious and picked up his long sword to slash at her for five minutes, she deliberately showed a flaw, allowing Qing Ji to find a very small gap in her armor, successfully completing the kill.
At that moment, Lu Yibei saw a satisfied smile on Qing Ji's face.
That smile reminded Lu Yibei of the smile he had when he wasn't expressionless, after struggling for over ten hours and finally defeating the final boss in a game.
Then, Qing Ji pointed her to a clear path.
So, old people are like children, they need to be coaxed. Just using provocation may not be useful."Where?" Hua Sang asked.
"Liao Zhai Tavern."
Hmm?" Hua Sang frowned slightly.
Noticing her slight expression, Lu Yibei pressed on, "Have you been there?"
"I've heard of it, but haven't been there," Hua Sang shook her head. "It is said that as long as certain conditions are met, that tavern will randomly appear before customers who need it, but I don't know the specific conditions."
"Oh, I see," Lu Yibei nodded thoughtfully, then patted Hua Sang's shoulder and said, "It's okay, after I go down the mountain, I will definitely find that tavern, learn cooking, and come back to make you a real Renjian Yanhuo!"
"If you really can't learn it, then forget it. I actually don't care," Hua Sang said indifferently.
Why do you have to go find that troublesome tavern?
Don't you feel tired?
According to legend, the owner of that Liao Zhai Tavern is not someone easy to deal with.
Hua Sang felt that as long as Lu Yibei had time, she should just come to Da Chunyang Palace to absorb for her. Anyway, running back and forth, it's not her who is tired."I know this without you saying it"
If it's really too much trouble, I'll definitely run faster than you.
Lu Yibei said as she stood up, her Coat wriggling slightly, shaking off the dust. "That's it for now? If there's nothing else, I'll leave?"
Hua Sang tilted her head, "Then when are you going down the mountain? If the time isn't right, I won't see you off."
During this time, she had already noticed that Lu Yibei was accustomed to being active at night and resting during the day. If Lu Yibei left in the middle of the night, someone like her who goes to bed early and wakes up late would never get up in the middle of the night to see someone off.
Not even the Heavenly King Lao Zi could make her!
"Tomorrow morning," Lu Yibei thought for a moment and said, "No need to see me off. Come earlier tomorrow morning, I'll try to make you another dish, bring it to you tomorrow morning, and you can try it again."
After speaking, as if he remembered something, he muttered to himself, "Right, before I leave, I still have to show my face to that Old man Zhang Huainan."
Hua Sang nodded and replied, "Oh, then I'll try to get up."
Hearing this, Lu Yibei pouted slightly, turned around, waved her hand behind her back to Hua Sang, and walked along the mountain path towards Lan Yue Cave in the depths of the back mountain.
Hua Sang watched Lu Yibei walk away and slowly lay back on the stone.
"Splash!"
Accompanied by a violent splash of water, the Shui Shu Beast leaped out of the Cold Pool, holding a fiercely struggling large Xuan Turtle in its mouth. Looking at its size and pattern, it was clearly not the one Hua Sang had thrown back just now. freёwebnovel.com
The Shui Shu Beast held the large Xuan Turtle and looked around for a while, then let out a muffled snort at Hua Sang."Pfft!"
A snort came from her ear. Hua Sang turned her head and looked at the Shui Shu Beast who was looking at her questioningly, and said lightly, "Looking for Lu Yibei?
? He's already gone."
After speaking, she frowned slightly, closed her eyes, and sighed silently.
She really didn't care, but when Lu Yibei really left, and the incessant, disturbing noise by her ear was gone, her heart, which was as still as water, rippled slightly.
Just then, the Shui Shu Beast suddenly swept past her, stirring up a gust of wind. The Shui Shu Beast used its actions to tell Hua Sang - gone? Then just chase after him, wouldn't that be fine? But...
Hua Sang raised a hand, covering her eyes with her arm, and murmured, "But, that's so tiring." "Lmmm, according to the original plan, after the Da Chunyang Palace volume is finished, I should write the Desert Sea volume next.
But, when I was writing the outline for the volume these past two days, I found that there are many foreshadowings left in the Da Chunyang Palace volume that haven't been resolved. If I directly write the Desert Sea volume, some content will be difficult to present again, and it might turn into digging pits without filling them.
In addition, Bei Bei has gained a lot of things that she hasn't digested yet, and there isn't a good reason to go to the Desert Sea (of course, it's not impossible to force it, but I don't think it's very good)-
