If Zhao Qingyan heard Zhao Han say that, she would definitely spit salt water all over his face.
"What kind of ideal is this? To become a cook?"
However, Zhao Han has been cooking with unusual enthusiasm these past few days, as if he has found some inspiration in the process.
The dishes I make taste better every day.
The wooden buckets and basins that Zhao Qingyan had bought before were already full.
Upon arriving at the next town, Zhao Qingyan bought all the wooden buckets and basins from every general store in the town.
They also added a lot of fruits and vegetables that weren't in the space.
When Zhao Qingyan returned to her space that evening, Zhao Han brought over the dishes he had prepared that day, looking quite moved.
“Daughter, I feel like I cultivated in the wrong direction in my past life. I should have become a food cultivator.”
"Enjoying delicious food while exercising is far more pleasant than sitting there constantly stretching your muscles and bones."
Zhao Qingyan was very surprised, "What did you cultivate in your past life?"
Zhao Han then realized that he had never told his daughter what he cultivated in his previous life.
"Spells, I practiced spells in my past life."
The biggest drawback of magic is that if you haven't reached the Nascent Soul stage or above, there's a time gap before you can perform your magic attack.
If you encounter a sword cultivator or a martial arts cultivator, by the time you have that opportunity, they could probably unleash countless swords or sabers, so you'll be at a significant disadvantage.
If it's food cultivation, then it doesn't matter. In the cultivation world, no cultivator would challenge food cultivation or alchemy cultivation.
After all, these cultivators pose no threat to them; on the contrary, they bring them many benefits. Sigh…
This was the first time Zhao Qingyan had ever heard her father complain about his past life.
"Pfft, I get it. It's like a Taekwondo practitioner competing against a Sanda practitioner."
The Taekwondo practitioners are getting into their stances, while the Sanda fighters are already throwing punches at their faces.
A friend of mine has a niece who practices Taekwondo. Every time they spar with the guys next door who practice Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), she always gets beaten up.
Zhao Han frowned upon hearing this, then burst into laughter.
“Dharma cultivators also have their strengths, so as long as they are diligent, work hard to cultivate, and improve their cultivation level, they can still crush others.”
"It's a pity about your father. In my past life, I only reached the Nascent Soul stage. I perished before I could ascend. Sigh..."
Zhao Qingyan was unable to comfort Zhao Han in his sadness.
Since Zhao Han didn't say anything, she couldn't very well ask. In the end, she just wasn't strong enough, and then she got bullied or harmed.
Anyway, it's a total humiliation.
She raised her hand and patted Zhao Han, who was sitting to the side and helping her pick up food.
"Dad, you eat too. Don't think about your past life anymore. Whether you were a magic cultivator or a sword cultivator, it's all in the past."
From now on, Dad won't have to worry about the family anymore.
Just be yourself. When you're happy, cultivate yourself; when you're unhappy, find something you enjoy doing.
I will fill your Qiankun bag with things.
If we encounter danger, we should stay away and not try to stand out.
Eat and drink as you please. No matter how long you live, you should always be happy, shouldn't you?
After listening to Zhao Qingyan's words, Zhao Han fell into deep thought for a long time.
Half an hour later, Zhao Han got up.
"Daughter, eat slowly. Don't call me for the next couple of days. I'm about to have an epiphany."
Zhao Qingyan stared in disbelief.
"What's going on? You had an epiphany after just chatting for a while. But what's the use of this epiphany? There's no spiritual energy in my space."
Zhao Qingyan thought to herself, "This dad should go easy on me, lest he blow up my space."
Isn't it said that one has to undergo a tribulation of lightning to ascend to immortality?
It's terrifying to even think about.
She shuddered and sped up her eating, quickly finishing all the food on the table.
With her mind, she cleaned all the pots, pans, and utensils that Zhao Han had used, and then put the food that Zhao Han had cooked back into the storage room.
Put labels on them so you don't have to search for them every time you want to eat something.
Since the space was upgraded, the land inside can be used for planting and raising poultry and livestock. It's just that it hasn't been properly maintained.
While I was sleeping, I divided the seeds I had recently bought and various fruit tree seedlings into sections and planted them.
Then, with his mind, he harvested some of the grain he had previously planted.
Then plant new crops.
He then used his mind to kill two sheep and a cow.
After dividing these things up, Zhao Qingyan felt like her head was about to explode.
Without even taking a shower, she hurried back to her room and fell into a deep sleep.
He slept for two days and two nights.
Upon regaining consciousness, the unprecedented clarity left Zhao Qingyan feeling refreshed and invigorated.
When they arrived at Zhao Han's door, seeing no movement, they did not disturb him.
After washing up, I took out the food I had packed earlier and ate and drank my fill.
They mounted their horses and continued on their journey.
Judging from the sky outside, it's probably around 3 PM.
They galloped along the official road at full speed, and as the sun began to set, they took out a headlamp, tied it to the horse's head, and continued on their way.
The horse is changed every hour.
As the hour of Chou (1-3 AM) approached, I passed through a small mountain village. In the quiet night, a piercing scream suddenly rang out.
The horse, which was running at high speed, was so startled that it lifted its leg high, almost throwing Zhao Qingyan off its back.
Zhao Qingyan, who was focused on getting on her way, didn't intend to get involved in such matters. However, when she looked in the direction of the sound, she discovered that a house in the village was on fire.
Zhao Qingyan was puzzled that not a single family in the village came out to put out the fire.
Driven by curiosity, Zhao Qingyan rode her horse toward the firelight.
Before going over, they put away the lamp on the horse's head.
Then they pulled out a bronze gong from the space.
While riding a horse, he banged a gong, shouting, "The fire is breaking out! The fire is breaking out!"
The hope is that this sound will call out the people from other households in the village.
To Zhao Qingyan's disappointment, not a single household came out.
Zhao Qingyan's series of outrageous actions naturally alerted the arsonist.
Before Zhao Qingyan could even get close, a dozen burly men blocked her way.
"Hey, not sleeping at home in the middle of the night, little lady? Feeling lonely? Need us brothers to pamper you? Hehe..."
The man at the head of the group, I don't know where he learned his fashion sense, he doesn't dress properly, he exposes half of his arm, and there is a tiger tattooed on it.
However, the technique looked quite eerie under the firelight not far away; it was obvious at a glance that it was a scar left by a tattoo.
Zhao Qingyan realized that this guy was always showing off the tiger that had come down from the mountain on him.
"Did you set that fire over there? Did you just kill someone?"
Zhao Qingyan's voice could be described as extremely cold and aloof.
The burly men, blinded by lust, had no idea of the danger that was about to befall them.
They were so engrossed in their foul language that they wished they could drag Zhao Qingyan off her horse and humiliate her properly to quell the burning desire within them.
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