"You...can cook?"
Jiang Xinlan turned her head with a suspicious look on her face.
"That's natural."
"I am the God of War."
"The number one person in heaven and on earth, there is nothing I can't do."
Feng Yu smiled faintly, looking quite proud.
"Then can you give birth to a child?"
Jiang Xinlan's tone was sincere.
Feng Yu: ???
His handsome facial features suddenly wrinkled together.
He really can't...
The main thing is...he can't have a child whenever he wants.
Jiang Xinlan looked up and shook her head with a look of disappointment.
He turned around and walked away with a swagger.
"Hey, what's that look in your eyes?"
Feng Yu said unwillingly behind him.
The next day, the sky was clear and the air was fresh.
Of course, the so-called weather is a manifestation of Feng Yu’s thoughts.
Jiang Xinlan woke up yawning early in the morning. After washing up, she originally planned to meditate and replenish herself by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
She actually doesn't need to eat all the time. She can provide the energy her body needs through practice.
But she is a human being, and has been a human being since she was a child. She did not grow up in the world of cultivation, so she is actually used to having three meals a day.
The dry food she had stored with her had been eaten up, and she didn't want to go to the kitchen to avoid the tragedy of yesterday.
However, just as she was about to sit cross-legged to practice, she smelled a faint fragrance.
She followed the smell and found that a stone table and two stone benches had appeared in the yard.
The stone turned out to be the best jade spirit stone in the world of cultivation. It was sparkling white and dazzling.
On the stone table, four small dishes and two bowls of black porridge were quietly placed.
The fragrance comes from here.
"How is it? Delicious, right? Come and try it."
Feng Yu appeared out of nowhere and kindly handed Jiang Xinlan a pair of chopsticks.
"This... doesn't look as good as mine."
"Will eating it kill you?"
Jiang Xinlan looked suspicious.
Feng Yu: ...
"I've eaten all the poisons you made without exception."
The implication is that you can do whatever you want.
Jiang Xinlan thought about it, and suddenly she made up her mind and took the bowl of the black paste first.
Eat it in one gulp.
Jiang Xinlan's eyes lit up slightly.
tasty!
Soft, sweet and lingering on the lips and teeth.
Surprisingly, her cooking skills are not inferior to that of fourth sister.
Jiang Xinlan felt slightly delighted. She sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and tasted the stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots in front of her.
The bamboo shoots are fresh and tender, and the meat is fragrant.
Jiang Xinlan turned and threw her chopsticks towards a plate of bright red braised pork.
It was fat but not greasy, lean but not dry, sweet and delicious. Perhaps because she hadn't eaten a normal meal for a long time, Jiang Xinlan felt that her taste buds were dancing.
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
Feng Yu said with a smug look on his face.
"Mmmmm, good times, good times..."
Jiang Xinlan replied incoherently while eating.
Feng Yu smiled gently as he watched Jiang Xinlan enjoy the delicious food he had made.
Perhaps gods generally don't need this kind of fullness, Feng Yu discovered for the first time that watching people eat heartily can be so satisfying.
Jiang Xinlan quickly devoured everything.
"Teach me, teach me."
She wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and said impatiently.
Stand up from where you fell.
She, Jiang Xinlan, will never surrender herself.
"good!"
"But cooking is sometimes even more boring than practicing shooting. If you want to learn, you must be prepared to endure hardships."
Feng Yu reminded.
"Well, I can hold on."
Jiang Xinlan's tone was firm.
"Well, don't regret it."
Feng Yu spoke teasingly.
He actually didn't think Jiang Xinlan could hold on.
After all, this girl is only twelve or thirteen years old, and ingredients condensed from spiritual energy are often more difficult to control.
Jiang Xinlan agreed very straightforwardly.
Unexpectedly, the task she received on the first day was to milk cows?
On the grassland, a group of cows are eating grass in groups.
Occasionally, a few of them would moo and communicate with their companions.
"You, let me go milk the cows?"
Jiang Xinlan was shocked.
Feng Yu nodded undeniably.
"Yes, delicious food comes from the best ingredients. How can you learn cooking better if you don't cook it yourself?"
"You can't just wave your hand and expect all the raw materials to automatically fly in front of you."
Feng Yu suppressed a laugh.
Jiang Xinlan glanced at the guy unhappily. This guy must have bad intentions.
It may be difficult to transport raw materials from other places.
But this space...
Jiang Xinlan looked at the ten suns lined up in a row above her head.
This guy is the master of this space. Not to mention making the raw materials fly over automatically, I'm afraid he can even make the raw materials shatter themselves.
Jiang Xinlan was depressed.
But no matter how depressed she was, she had promised to wash away the previous shame with blood, so she didn't want to give up because of such a small matter.
She rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the cows.
"Don't be afraid, little calf. I will be very gentle."
Jiang Xinlan smiled gently.
"Bang!"
Jiang Xinlan was kicked away.
"Hahahaha..." Feng Yu laughed in a very unkind way.
Jiang Xinlan emerged from a pile of weeds in defiance, glared at Feng Yu, and continued walking towards the cow.
"Humph, if you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you!"
Jiang Xinlan rolled up her sleeves, her eyes filled with coldness.
"Bang!"
She was kicked from behind again and flew into the haystack.
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