Chapter 1265 Black and White Jade Chess Pieces

Her divination changes quickly?

Song Chunxue thought her senior brother was joking.

It was clearly him who changed his mind!

He's reciting a tongue twister.

Besides, she had no intention of taking on any apprentices.

It's even more forbidden to take on a junior brother; that requires the master's permission.

Fortunately, this senior Deng Kui did not make any other requests.

“Since there’s nothing else, shouldn’t you go back, Senior Brother?” Song Chunxue reminded him, “Show those things to Master, and let me know as well.”

"Are you telling me to leave?" Zhang Chengxuan was originally going to leave, but after being reminded like this, he didn't want to go anymore.

"You must be worried about your apprentice. Your master is also living on the mountain. I know you well enough to know you," Song Chunxue asked with a smile. "Would you like to eat before you leave? I'll stew a chicken for you."

"..." As proud as Zhang Chengxuan was, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he heard that she wanted to stew chicken. "Okay."

Seeing how close the two of them seemed, Deng Kui couldn't help but ask, "Isn't Master Song going back to Jincheng?"

“I’m not going back for now. I want to stay here and cultivate in peace for a while,” Master Song said frankly. “The reason I want to stay here is because I want to be free and alone. In a month, you can go to Jincheng Wuquan Mountain to find your senior brothers and the others.”

She's already made an exception enough; no one can stop her from being alone.

"But she..."

"Senior brother, you taught me how to cultivate, you led me into this world. Logically speaking, you are the most suitable person to teach her. Why don't you take her with you?"

Before the senior brother could say anything, Song Chunxue interrupted him.

Sure enough, he waved his hand, "No, no, it's not meant for me."

Deng Kui stood up. "A month is fine. If there is no improvement after a month, I will leave on my own and will not bother Master Song."

Song Chunxue stood up. "That's good. I'll go find the boss to kill a chicken."

“I’ll go with you and visit Li Dazui along the way,” Zhang Chengxuan said to Deng Kui in a familiar manner. “You stay here and watch the house, and sweep the yard.”

Song Chunxue glanced at her and said, "You're making someone so much older than you sweep my yard?"

“I can sweep the yard, what’s the big deal?” Deng Kui waved his hand. “It’s not like I can’t do it.”

The two brothers walked out of the courtyard. Song Chunxue looked at him and asked, "Tell me the truth, why did you want me to take her in?"

"It's a secret." Zhang Chengxuan walked quickly. "I'm going to find Li Dazui."

"..." Song Chunxue went to the eldest brother's house with a belly full of doubts.

The eldest son was happy that his mother came to see him, but when he saw his mother carrying a bunch of things and trying to trade them for a chicken, he felt sad.

"Does Mother really have to draw such a clear line with me?"

Song Chunxue shoved the things at him, saying, "You're so pretentious. I raised you, how can a mother take advantage of her child? Go kill the chicken."

"Okay." The eldest son handed the things to his son Jiang Huan. "Sharpen the kitchen knife, I'll go catch a chicken."

"Mom, I'll go boil some water." Xu Dahong went to the kitchen to boil water and scald the chicken feathers.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Now that she was here, she wanted to talk to her daughter-in-law, otherwise it would seem too formal.

A villager passing by saw them killing a chicken and asked with a laugh, "Oh my, what day is it today that you're killing a chicken? Whose birthday is it?"

"No, we just have two guests. We need to entertain them," Song Chunxue greeted them with a smile. "Go bury the manure."

"Oh right, I'm going to dig potatoes and bury the manure while I'm at it." The man carried two buckets of manure and walked slowly down the slope, leaning on a shovel in one hand.

Otherwise, the road is steep, and with such a heavy load on his shoulders, he wouldn't be able to make it up.

She suddenly realized that it's best to have support when carrying a heavy load.

It's just like the path of spiritual practice.

The burden should not be too light, nor too heavy.

Did you foresee the variables on the path of cultivation, senior brother?

Half an hour later, she returned to her yard carrying a cleaned rooster.

The eldest brother was originally reluctant to kill two of them, but Song Chunxue said, "How can you bear to watch the children drool?"

Having children creates a vulnerability. When the eldest child turned around and saw the embarrassed smiles of the three children, he killed another one.

When I got home, I scrubbed it twice with salt, then chopped it into large pieces, added scallions, ginger, Sichuan peppercorns, bay leaves, fennel seeds, and old cilantro stems, and put it directly into the pot to cook.

Once the water boils, skim off the minced meat on top, then add salt and continue cooking. After the meat is cooked through, remove it from the water and reserve the chicken broth.

Then heat sesame oil in a wok, sauté the shallot root segments until fragrant, and then add the cooked meat and stir-fry.

In other places, garlic and chili are used to stir-fry for aroma, but once you get used to the aroma of stir-fried shallots, you don't really appreciate stir-fried garlic.

However, red shallots are even more pungent and pungent, so Master definitely wouldn't eat them.

Add a little soy sauce and thirteen-spice powder. While stir-frying the meat, add potato chunks, then add a little chicken broth at a time, pouring the broth over the meat several times until it becomes slightly dry and fragrant. Add water and vegetables, and simmer the potatoes until cooked through.

The actions seem simple, but everyone's taste is different. The difference lies in how to stir-fry, how to control the heat, and how to adjust the size of the firewood.

Senior brother is good at spotting things. As Song Chunxue stepped out of the courtyard gate carrying a porcelain pot of stewed chicken with potatoes, she saw him coming in from the outer courtyard gate with his dog.

“This dog suddenly looks so young, it’s strange that it bites people.” Zhang Chengxuan said helplessly, “I just saw someone from your village get bitten on the butt. I apologized profusely and gave him a tael of silver before his anger subsided.”

"Hahahaha," Song Chunxue laughed unkindly, "Who did you bite? What's its name?"

"His surname seems to be Wang, and he's bald."

"Serves him right, bite him to death." Bald Wang is Zhang Yufang's husband, the live-in son-in-law who only talks the talk but doesn't walk the walk.

At the dinner table, Deng Kui ate the meat and nodded repeatedly in praise, "It's so delicious. I didn't expect Master Song to be such a good cook."

After eating a piece of meat, Deng Kui stood up and solemnly took out a gift from his bundle.

"I will be troubling Master Song for the next few days. This is my thank-you gift. I hope Master Song will take good care of me." With that, she handed over the large wooden box with both hands.

"Thank you very much then." Song Chunxue casually opened it. "May I take a look?"

“Of course,” Deng Kui said, unable to hide her excitement as she mentioned the gift. “I bought this at an auction. It’s a jade chess piece, which is very rare. It was infused with spiritual power by a master and can be used as a weapon. It will come back when it’s extended and can recognize its owner.”

Zhang Chengxuan put down his chopsticks. "You're willing to part with such a good thing?"

"I'm almost gone, and what I'm reluctant to part with belongs to someone else anyway. I might as well use this as a token of my gratitude to you for your help."

Song Chunxue saw that the box contained two jars of black and white chess pieces in a bamboo woven chess basket. The pieces had a warm and smooth texture, and the luster of the jade indicated that they were of good quality.

She picked up a piece of white jade and examined it closely. The material was mutton fat jade, and it warmed her heart.

"You're giving me something this good?" Song Chunxue said seriously. "Although I don't know much about things, I know this is a good item. You should keep it for yourself; it's too valuable."

“Master Song,” Deng Kui smiled dejectedly, “you can’t use this chess piece until you reach the Golden Core stage.”

Zhang Chengxuan's hands were itching to play, so he picked up a black bean, which made him very envious.