Brine boils everything, the transplantation of the grotto begins and infrastructure construction starts (more to come...)
Discerning gourmets are particular about the ingredients in soup, including the meat and bones, which are not eaten. They believe that the edible parts have been completely absorbed by the broth, and what is left is like chicken ribs—tasteless but too good to throw away.
Back in the cultivation world, Sangye would use the leftovers to feed the spirit beasts—only ordinary spirit beasts. Higher-level spirit beasts, like cultivators, had no intelligence but only drank sweet spring water and ate spirit fruits.
But here, Sangye fished out all the pork bones and ate them with Wu Jia Ning, enjoying them with sweet vinegar.
The contents of a storage ring are not inexhaustible; it primarily serves as a medium to bring items out of the cave. Sangye had no intention of wasting any of it, especially since her cave required spiritual energy for cultivation and expansion.
Sangye's body is tall and strong. She can even pinch her firm, muscular upper arms and thighs. Naturally, she consumes a lot of energy. She is very satisfied with her current body.
I have more energy now when I'm flipping the wok and cooking.
The people of Shifangwu have always looked down on the immortal demeanor that cultivators value, in other words, the thinner the better. They like to spread stories of genius young people who can "break through all laws with one force". If this young person is as handsome as an immortal and as tall as bamboo or as beautiful as a lotus, then he is even more extraordinary.
However, if you really stay in the cultivation world for a long time, you will find that no great master is as thin as a bamboo pole. No matter what realm you cultivate to, the body is the foundation of everything. Many Nascent Soul stage cultivators strive to break through, but in the end, it is their bodies that cannot hold on first.
To her surprise, Wu Jianing, who is so small, can eat a lot. She had just eaten so many wontons and bone marrow, and she can still continue to eat.
After finishing the meal, Wu Jianing obediently helped Sangye clean up the dishes and even went to the sink to help her wash them.
Sangye glanced at the time and helped her wash her little hands and face. "It seems quite late. Why don't you go home first? Your family will worry if it's too late." She squatted down. "Next time you come, I'll make you braised pork and crispy grass carp, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Jianing's eyes widened and sparkled. Although she couldn't understand what Sangye was saying, it didn't stop her from nodding emphatically a few times, waving to Sangye, and then happily wheeling herself out of the kitchen.
I don’t know when Wu Jia Ning will come again, but braised meat is something Sangye has been determined to make for a long time.
Foods cooked in brine are incredibly diverse, ranging from chicken, duck, beef, lamb, and fish to tofu, mushrooms, wood ear fungus, and lotus root slices... It's no exaggeration to say that brine can cook almost anything.
The braising liquid itself is very appetizing, and what's even more remarkable is that it has a long shelf life and becomes more fragrant the longer it's cooked. There's a folk saying: "Braising liquid is passed down through three generations; the person may be gone, but the braising liquid remains."
Shifangwu will further improve upon the traditional folk brine, replacing all ordinary spices with spiritual plants grown in the grotto. The longer it is simmered, the richer the spiritual energy becomes. Cultivators who can consume it will return to their seclusion for seven days and seven nights. (Operation)
Over the years, the brine in Shifangwu has been infused with many newly grown spices transplanted into the cave, making it extremely sought after in the cultivation world.
Sangye couldn't stop thinking about it. He wished he could braise a pot of rice right now, steam a small bowl of fine rice from the foot of Bai Ning Peak, and enjoy it with some sour plum soup.
But there's no rush to do that right now. She plans to first organize her storage ring and grotto, and decorate the small building.
Then cultivate in the cave for a while.
Before she transmigrated, her inner world had shown signs of breaking through, but she was always lacking an opportunity.
Her master and senior sisters all told her not to rush. For cultivators, opportunities are hard to come by, and effort alone doesn't guarantee results.
My master broke through twice while cooking, a senior sister broke through while witnessing injustice on the road, and someone else broke through while soaking in a hot spring...
When she returned to the small building, Sangye noticed the bare open space at the entrance and a thought popped into her head: Could she bring soil from the cave to this world and then plant something?
Everything in the grotto-heaven possesses spiritual power. The greatest source of this spiritual power is her spiritual essence—the phoenix tree, which continuously nourishes all things in the grotto-heaven, and when they mature, they in turn nourish the grotto-heaven.
Back in the cultivation world, neither Sangye nor the others ever tried to bring out the soil; there was no other reason than that it was unnecessary.
No matter how abundant and powerful their spiritual energy is, it cannot compare to the spiritual veins of Shifangwu. The cultivation world is not lacking in soil containing spiritual energy, so there is no need for them to "save the world".
On the contrary, they would occasionally dig up some soil from near the spiritual veins and bring it into the cave to cultivate new plants.
I just don't know if the soil brought out will still be as rich in spiritual energy as the soil inside the cave.
But even with ordinary soil, as long as it can take root in interstellar space, her agricultural endeavors have hope, and she won't have to explain to people where her ingredients come from anymore.
*
Sangye slowly immersed his spirit into the cave, patted the increasingly plump body of the spirit pig with satisfaction, and then chased them away.
Take out a container, and Sangye uses his spiritual power to harvest all the ripe fruits and vegetables with a single click.
Each one weighs about 300 jin (150 catties), enough to last for quite a while.
Honey pumpkin is a new crop cultivated by my senior sister. It is several times larger than a regular pumpkin but much smaller. Whether you are making pumpkin pancakes or pumpkin baked milk, you don't need to add any extra sugar.
Sweet potatoes can be used to make staple foods such as glutinous rice cakes, as well as snacks such as mochi balls; purple sweet potatoes are large, and one can make many purple sweet potato milk squares.
The loofah should be eaten quickly, as it won't taste good if stored for too long.
Lei bamboo shoots are fleshy, horseshoe bamboo shoots are crisp and have a unique flavor, and dragon beard bamboo shoots are delicate and tender, each with its own uses.
In addition, there are broccoli, green beans, celery, bell peppers...
That's the advantage of a grotto: it doesn't matter the season, you don't need to weed or water it, and you can harvest it easily.
Satisfied, Sangye sorted them out and placed them into her cave. Although her cave was small, its yield was the highest in the sect. In the past, her senior sisters would ask her to grow some things so they could take them with them when they went on their travels.
Once she cultivates the pond, she can grow water celery, lotus root, water chestnut, and water caltrop!
After harvesting the crops, Sangye sowed rice seeds in a field and then called out to the paulownia tree, "Tongtong, remember to water it!"
The sycamore tree shook one of its branches with great force, as if it were nodding its head.
Then Sangye dug up three vats of soil around the edge of the field, each weighing about 100 jin (50 catties). She carried them very easily. Although this body no longer had the convenient magic of cultivation, doing these things was really easy.
Her spiritual energy would soon replenish the earth within her cave. If there ever came a day when her storage ring would run out of power, her cave would truly be a treasure trove.
Then she took three jars of soil to the open space behind the small building and spread the soil evenly on the ground, which was about ten centimeters above the ground.
After spreading the soil, Sangye turned it over several times, waiting for the changes to occur.
As soon as the soil came into contact with the outside world, Sangye felt that the spiritual energy inside was dissipating very quickly, but after a certain point it would dissipate less and less until it stopped.
Sangye's eyes lit up!
There's potential in the planting industry!
*
When Wu Huansheng and her husband Mu An returned home after completing their mission, their subordinate Lena told them that Wu Jianing had secretly gone out to play in the afternoon, and after eating something, she went to sleep without drinking any nutrient solution.
When she tried to help Wu Jianing with her mental state, she found that her mental field was exceptionally clean, as if someone had poured a large amount of mental energy into it. However, there are very few guides in the base who can inject so much mental energy at once; they are mostly on missions with the sentinels.
"Where's the surveillance footage?" Wu Huansheng frowned.
"The surveillance footage shows she went in the direction of the West Building, but there are no surveillance cameras there," Lena replied.
Upon hearing this, Wu Huansheng frowned deeply.
"...Ningning's mental state is fine, which proves she hasn't been harmed," Mu An comforted her. "This is a good thing, considering her surgery is coming up soon. With more mental input, she'll suffer less pain during the surgery."
Upon hearing this, Wu Huansheng's expression, which had been both worried and angry, softened and was replaced by a different kind of anxiety.
“I’ll go check out the West Building another day. Maybe His Majesty has sent a guide again…” Mu An patted Wu Huansheng’s arm. “The West Building is Marshal Lin’s residence. He doesn’t like being monitored by His Majesty, so he removed all the surveillance cameras. Although Marshal Lin gets a fit and becomes irritable every time His Majesty sends a guide, he won’t hurt Ningning. Don’t worry.”
*
Sangye was unaware of the situation at Wu Jia Ning's place.
She was busy decorating her room. She didn't like her old bed and blankets, which were a dark gray prison style. But she liked this room with a huge floor-to-ceiling window that could see the cliff and the deep sea, so it could be considered a sea view room.
She moved her original bed and blankets to the room opposite.
Turning around, she took out a bed made of snow-capped paulownia wood from her storage ring. She had asked a skilled Mo Sect disciple to add mechanisms and spells to make it foldable and automatically transform. The snow-capped paulownia wood was compatible with her spiritual body and could help her cultivate in her dreams.
Upon arriving in this world, magic had ceased to work, but the mechanisms remained. Sangye quickly unfolded and reassembled the bed.
The craftsmanship of the Mo family is exquisite. When the pieces are joined, they are a single piece of wood, with almost no visible joints, making them both stable and sturdy.
Then she laid out a mattress, filled with nine-tailed fox fur and feathers from various divine birds, soft and fragrant, imbued with the spiritual energy of the divine beasts. Because of the spiritual veins, all kinds of divine beasts were willing to linger in Shifangwu, exchanging their spiritually imbued fur for spiritual plants and beasts.
Then she did the same thing again, arranging many wonderful items from the cultivation world in the room. The antique shelves were filled with decorations, and two water tanks were placed in front of the French windows, with small snow lotuses planted in them. She originally wanted to hang a curtain on the French windows, but thinking that no one would climb up such a high cliff and no one would be able to see anything, she gave up.
After arranging the room properly, she lay back down on the bed with satisfaction, snuggled into the comfortable blankets, and browsed information on her terminal.
As a guide (even a convicted one), she had the right to enter the Imperial Library and examine the ancient texts it contained. Many had been translated into the commonly used interstellar language, while others, due to their antiquity, had not survived and could only be scanned and stored in electronic archives as a memento.
Sangye browsed mostly foreign delicacies. So-called cultivators were nothing more than living in their own little world. It turned out that the cuisines of other countries were also flourishing. It's just that all the cuisines disappeared in the era when humans discovered spiritual power and spiritual bodies.
Many of the delicious dishes tempted Sangye to try them, but she had never heard of many of the ingredients and didn't know where to get them.
As she watched, she drifted into a deep sleep.
A note from the author:
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"No one can climb up such a high cliff and see anything"—that's not true; some people might find that their home has been robbed after going on a long trip [laughs].
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