Free Web NovelIce Cube cooked a proper meal for the first time. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
Following the principle of not wasting anything, several dishes were eventually plated and brought to the table.
On the table.
Several blobs of food on plates gave off the illusion of an evil aura.
"So... what did you make?"
It was well-known that Xiao Li's cooking skills were exceptional.
But the dishes Ice Cube made were indeed a bit beyond his expertise.
"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
Ying Bing wiped her face with a handkerchief, her voice clear and cool.
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Li Mo was silent for a moment, then asked again.
"Stir-fried pork with chili."
After Ying Bing finished speaking, she received a surprised look from Li Mo.
She could actually recognize it?
"And this..."
"Nine Turns Large Intestine."
She even answered before he finished.
Li Mo gasped, "Were you intentional or accidental?"
He could only look away, unable to bear looking directly at it: "Okay... hmm, you can cook by yourself now... haha, impressive. Have you been eating like this these past few days?"
"I only cooked once today."
Ying Bing said softly.
Li Mo: "?"
So she didn't cook earlier, didn't cook later, but chose the day I came back?
This was solid proof; she was doing it on purpose.
That's right.
For Ice Cube to willingly cook, it was like the sun rising from the west.
"One should not judge things by their appearance alone."
"Perhaps the presentation is just a bit lacking, but it might actually be unexpectedly good."
Ying Bing's serious red lips parted slightly.
At this point, let's not get philosophical!
Li Mo finally understood why Ice Cube had made this table of dishes.
She had a refined appearance, but also a hidden pride in her bones. Although she never said anything, it was evident from her usual demeanor.
Ice Cube was not one to be content with being second; she wanted to do everything perfectly.
Including cooking.
But it was also true that if God opened a door for you, he would surely weld a window shut with cement.
Her unparalleled beauty, yet her cooking was so shocking it could make heaven and earth weep and ghosts cry...
"If you don't eat soon, it'll get cold."
Ying Bing spoke softly, blocking the excuse Xiao Li had just found.
The destructive power of this sentence was no less than ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) 'Big Brother, it's time for your medicine.'
"Alright!"
"Then today, I shall risk my life to accompany a lady!"
Li Mo nodded heavily, reaching out his chopsticks with a solemn heart.
His hand, holding the chopsticks, trembled slightly.
But perhaps Ying Bing thought he was too slow, and before he could pick up the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, she picked up a piece of Nine Turns Large Intestine for him.
As soon as he ate it, a spectacular taste exploded in his mouth, as spectacular as his life in his previous incarnation.
It was sour, bitter, and twisted, making one's scalp tingle.
That taste was a life-long shadow that could wake you from a nightmare in the middle of the night.
"You... why are you crying?"
"Grandma..."
"You remembered Grandma's taste?"
"No, I saw her."
Watching a tear slide from Li Mo's eye, Ying Bing's delicate brows furrowed.
There were actually two reasons why she cooked herself.
Firstly, she found it hard to believe that there was anything she couldn't do well.
Secondly, asking Li Mo for help would put her in his debt again, and she needed to show her appreciation.
So, these past few days, she had seriously researched cooking.
Take the stir-fried pork with chili, for example. The recipe said it should be spicy enough to make the aroma burst upon entry.
So she went to Dan Ding Peak and asked Elder Xue for a few bottles of Black Fiend Wood Oil. This material was usually used when the Alchemy temperature was insufficient, requiring explosive heat to burn away Impurities.
Elder Xue said it was fine to eat, so she confidently took it back and used it.
Then, she couldn't quite understand what the recipe meant by adding 'one scoop.'
After all, it didn't specify how big the scoop was.
So she added it for ten seconds.
Was it not delicious?
Ying Bing picked up a piece of stir-fried pork with chili.
........
Half an hour later.
A new table of dishes was served.
Looking at Ice Cube's already rosy red lips, now even more vividly crimson and dripping, Li Mo sighed:
"Actually, I didn't help you that much. You didn't need to go through the trouble of cooking yourself."
"Mm."
"Hurry and eat."
Li Mo rinsed his mouth, then vigorously ate two mouthfuls of his own stir-fried vegetables before feeling alive again.
Ying Bing's eyes moved slightly, and she asked again:
"How is she... now?"
"I left some healing tonics for Chu Long. I also bought the civilian residence she's staying in, so she doesn't have to worry about daily life. I've instructed Murong to deliver things to her regularly."
"Oh?"
A hint of surprise flashed across Ying Bing's beautiful face.
She understood Jiang Chulong's personality; she was a girl with a very closed-off heart, who couldn't even speak clearly.
Jiang Chulong actually willing to tell Li Mo her name, it seemed she got along well with him.
Watching Li Mo eat heartily, Ying Bing's gaze became calm again.
If it was him.
It wasn't that surprising after all.
"Thank you."
"It was nothing."
Li Mo coughed lightly, then said seriously: "We're already this close. For small matters like this, there's no need to make it so serious and formal."
After understanding Ice Cube's cooking journey, Xiao Li felt that...
Being serious was a good thing, but sometimes it wasn't necessary.
Considering Ice Cube's personality.
Li Mo continued:
"If you really want to thank me, just help me with something."
"How can I help?"
"For example... discuss the Dao of the Sword with me?"
Li Mo had no one else around to ask.
After much thought, only Ice Cube remained.
He had no choice.
He truly didn't know how to resolve Jiang Chulong's confusion.
He had no idea what was inside that girl's little head.
"Discuss the Dao of the Sword with me?"
Ying Bing raised her eyes, her delicate brows slightly lifted.
Teaching and discussing were two different things.
In the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, those qualified to discuss the Dao of the Sword with her were few and far between.
She had once been in charge of a Dao of the Sword, which meant her understanding of the Dao of the Sword had already touched its Origin, standing at the peak of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
At least, judging from Li Mo's previous Dao of the Sword talent, he wasn't qualified to discuss it with her.
In-depth discussion would be harmful rather than beneficial to him.
"First, let me hear your questions."
Li Mo grinned, pulling a piece of paper from his embrace.
He was afraid he would forget, so he wrote down all the questions.
Ying Bing glanced over it.
Her clear eyes suddenly fixed, slowly narrowing.
These questions...
They actually subtly pointed directly to the fundamental principles of the Dao of the Sword?
Of course, she could answer them.
But Li Mo, could he actually ask such questions?
Asking questions also required a certain level; the doubts that arose in the minds of a Genius and a mediocre person were completely different.
Uh...
It was like someone whose head was hit by an apple would ask why they were so unlucky today.
A Genius would ask why the apple fell down and not up...
Ying Bing stared at Li Mo, her mirror-like eyes reflecting the young man, as if trying to discern something extraordinary on Li Mo's face.
His previous talent was clearly only strange, far from being considered a Genius.
When she said strange, it was because Li Mo was sometimes dull and sometimes had an Epiphany. One could only say he was 'prone to Epiphany,' which was unusual, but not that his Dao of the Sword talent itself was unusual.
Had she underestimated him before?
The specific reason, Ying Bing was a bit unsure: "Is that all?"
Li Mo unconsciously scratched his cheek, nodding:
"Mm, that's all for now."
