Shen Yizhi had no intention of hiding it, "I added MSG."

“What is MSG?”

Fang Hui was hit on the head right after she asked. Madam Fang said, "Don't talk while eating or sleeping. Have you forgotten the rules I taught you before?"

Fang Hui shrank her neck, not daring to speak anymore, and simply buried her head in eating.

In just one meal, Shen Yizi's cooking skills impressed the four members of the Fang family.

Fang Cheng was still responsible for washing the dishes. The old lady moved to the yard to continue peeling soapberries. Shen Yizhi and Fang Hui came to help. Qin sat not far away, selecting lines facing the sunlight.

Fang Hui stopped going out to the stall and asked Shen Yizhi hesitantly, "Sister Shen, can I learn cooking from you?"

Earlier, she was too excited at the dinner table and ignored the fact that recipes were not to be easily passed on. She asked without thinking. Now that she had finished her meal and her mood had cooled down, she pondered in her mind. If she wanted to know how those dishes were made and what MSG was, she had to become a disciple! Shen Yizhi smiled and glanced at the old lady who was peeling soap pods. "No problem with me. I can even help you win the championship in the cooking competition in five days. Unfortunately, your grandmother doesn't agree."

Fang Hui was anxious. "Grandma, why don't you agree? Didn't you always ask me to carry forward Fang's cooking skills? Now that such a good opportunity is in front of you, why do you——"

The old lady glanced at her and said, "Miss Shen has a condition for doing this. She wants our family's heirloom kitchen knife!"

Fang Hui blurted out: "Then give it to her! She saved my mother. I can't repay her for such a great favor even if I sell my life. It's just a kitchen knife, and it's rusty..."

Under the old lady's glare, her voice became lower and lower, and finally she could not speak any more.

"That kitchen knife is the root of our Fang family! It is not a simple kitchen knife!" The old lady was very excited. After saying this, she stopped peeling the soapberry and got up to go into her room.

Fang Hui and Shen Yizhi were left looking at each other.

"Sister Shen, I, I'm going to go and persuade my grandma."

Fang Hui was about to get up, but Shen Yizhi stopped her and said, "I'll go."

Madam Fang's room was on the left side of the main hall. During the day, she would hang the door curtain down to block out the view. Shen Yizhi stood outside the curtain and said, "Madam, I'm coming in."

The old lady lying on her side on the bed inside groaned but didn't stop it.

Shen Yizhi brought a small stool over and sat down. Then, in front of the old lady, he spread out his hands, and a plate appeared out of thin air in his hands. The plate was filled with cut fruits, and a sweet fruity aroma filled the air.

The old lady was stunned, "This, this..."

Shen Yizhi handed the plate to her: "Old lady, come, have some fruit."

Old Madam Fang retracted her hands and did not move.

Shen Yizhi didn't insist and placed the fruit plate on the box at the head of the bed that served as a low table.

"As you can see, I am not an ordinary person, but a monk. Have you ever heard of monks?"

The old lady's pupils shrank. She had obviously heard of it, or even seen it, but her impression of monks in the past was not very good. Those monks did not even regard ordinary people as human beings.

But Miss Shen is not like that.

Her attitude towards their family can be said to be very friendly. If she hadn't shown such a skill in front of her just now, how could she have guessed that she was a monk? "And that kitchen knife, to be honest, is not an ordinary kitchen knife, but a magic weapon. A magic weapon is a weapon used by monks. Just like this hammer."

Shen Yizi stretched out her hand, and a small and exquisite white jade hammer appeared in her palm. As she thought about it, the hammer grew bigger.

After what happened just now, Mrs. Fang's ability to accept things has obviously improved, and she no longer looked so shocked when she saw this scene.

"That kitchen knife is the same as this hammer. Since the kitchen knife was passed down from the ancestors of the Fang family, it is very likely that there were cultivators among the ancestors of the Fang family, and some of them even specialized in cooking. It's just that they gradually declined with the passage of time."

After Shen Yizhi's explanation, the old lady finally understood why she had to get the kitchen knife.

She had been suspicious at first. The kitchen knife was rusty and couldn't even cut vegetables well. Why did she like it and buy it? In the Fang family, kitchen knives were heirlooms and had extraordinary symbolic meaning. To Miss Shen, it was just a blunt kitchen knife.

Now she knew that people had already seen the extraordinary nature of this kitchen knife.

Shen Yizhi continued to persuade: "Old Madam, I can tell that this kitchen knife is a magical weapon, and other cultivators can naturally see it too. I can still negotiate with you in a friendly manner, but other cultivators may not agree with me."

The old lady's eyelids jumped when she heard this. Yes, those monks were high and mighty, and ordinary people were like ants in their eyes. If they took a fancy to their kitchen knives, why would they bother to talk to them? They might just grab it directly.

Thinking of this, the old lady's heart was already shaken.

"Old Madam, I'm sure you know better than me that it's a crime to possess a treasure. Leaving that kitchen knife in the hands of the Fang family is a disaster, not a blessing."

Shen Yizhi left this meaningful sentence and was about to get up and leave.

When she turned around, Xie Wanxiang gave her a thumbs up and said, "You are really good at fooling people. Besides you, who else can recognize that the kitchen knife is a divine weapon?"

Shen Yizi curled her lips into a smile and walked out, but she walked very slowly because she was confident that the old lady would stop her.

When she counted to three in her mind, as expected, she heard the old lady's shout from behind: "Miss Shen, wait a minute——"

Shen Yizhi turned around and asked, "Have you thought it through?"

"Miss Shen, do the conditions you proposed earlier still count?" The old lady sat up and looked at her with burning eyes.

"nature."

"Okay, I will leave Huihui to you. As for the kitchen knife, I will give it to you now." The old lady found the kitchen knife at the bottom of the box.

Originally, this kitchen knife was placed in the kitchen. No one would be so foolish as to steal such a rusty knife, so the Fang family didn't care about it.

But Shen Yizi's several attempts to buy the kitchen knife made the old lady feel uneasy, so she hid the kitchen knife.

Now that she knew Shen Yizi was a cultivator, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed. If someone really wanted to take the kitchen knife away, it would be useless no matter where she hid it.

Shen Yizhi looked at the kitchen knife handed over, a little surprised: "Are you going to give it to me now?"

"I believe Miss Shen is not someone who goes back on her word, and there is no need for her to lie to me. You are right, this kitchen knife is a calamity rather than a blessing for our Fang family. It would be better to give it to you earlier so that I can sleep peacefully."