Elder Kong yawned and mumbled, "Cuiwei, what are you doing standing there pacing back and forth? You're making me dizzy. What's going on? Tell me."
Cuiwei said anxiously, "Someone is looking for you outside the palace, but you came back very late last night and slept soundly. I am afraid that if I knock on the door, it will disturb your rest."
"Oh, it's okay, I'll go call the adults."
Standing in front of the door, he raised his hand to knock on it, but no one responded. He simply started banging on the door and shouted loudly: "Sir, sir, it's already noon, don't you want to get up and wash up?"
"Sir, did you hear that, sir?"
Jiang Sheng had a slight headache. He hadn't slept well to begin with, and now he was woken up again. When he opened his eyes, a hint of murderous intent flashed in them.
He sat up and rubbed his head in annoyance, then teleported to the door barefoot, opened it quickly, stared at the person at the door with his scarlet eyes, and kicked him out without saying a word.
Elder Kong didn't say anything. His stomach hurt so much that he flew into the air and then fell heavily on the open space in the yard.
Cuiwei saw this scene and swallowed her saliva subconsciously, with a bit of fear in her eyes: "Master, you are up, this servant will go and prepare hot water."
"Well, bring in some hot water."
"Yes, sir."
Elder Kong kept groaning. Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, he stood up and said awkwardly, "Why are you two so cold? Who am I doing this for? You have no humanity at all."
Wu Shuyan sat on the tree, his legs dangling as he ate a peach. He narrowed his eyes and said cheerfully, "You old man, you've suffered a loss. Don't worry, big brother didn't kill you, so don't pretend."
"...Heh, what are you doing in a tree so early in the morning?"
"What's wrong with watching a play or the sun?"
Cuiwei came in with hot water, stood nervously by the side, and raised her hand to go forward and serve.
Jiang Sheng waved his hand: "No, I can do it myself. Is there anything going on outside? Who is coming?"
"It was someone from the alchemy room who came. They said they had something to ask you, sir. I thought you were resting, so I didn't let them in and arranged for them to wait in the side hall."
"Well, I'll have them come over after I finish eating."
Cuiwei said respectfully, "Yes, sir."
After Jiang Sheng had eaten and drunk his fill, he sat in the yard and watched the people coming over. Many of them he had never seen before, and they all stared at him with burning eyes, as if... they wanted to tear his bones apart.
"Who are you and what do you want from me?"
"Hello, Master Kong. We are disciples from the Alchemy Room. Master Yun asked us to come and ask you how to improve the success rate of your pills. How did you achieve a perfect success rate?"
Jiang Sheng remained silent upon hearing this question and shook his head: "I don't know. I just throw it in and refine it. I don't know how to control it."
He did know, but there was no need to tell them, as even if he told them he couldn't do it. He would need to use his spatial abilities to separate the herbs, refine them, and then fuse them together.
These people don't have spatial abilities, so they are destined to be unable to do it. They can only put the herbs in one by one, refine them, and then fuse them.
Everyone's eyes dimmed when they heard this. They all understood in their hearts that this was a person's unique skill. Even if they knew it, they would not tell anyone. Who would pass on this skill to others?
The two sides just stood there facing each other, and no one said a word for a while.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Sheng asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"
"...That's all. Thank you Master Kong for bothering me."
Everyone left in a flash, and Jiang Sheng felt his mind was much clearer. He closed his eyes and wanted to take a nap, when he heard a bang, as if something fell from a height.
Turning his head, he saw Wu Shuyantai's face, which was grimacing in pain. He pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Yanyan, you have gained a lot of weight recently. It seems that you have been eating and drinking well."
Wu Shuyan's eyes drifted for a moment, and he limped over, holding his waist, and said coquettishly: "Big brother, look at what you said. I am grateful to you for your kindness."
"By the way, I have some news about my family. I'll go look for them tomorrow. Big brother, I might be away for a while."
"Well, have a safe trip."
"Big brother, will you stay here forever?"
Jiang Sheng closed his eyes and did not answer, his attitude was very obvious.
Wu Shuyan hung his head, knowing that if he went to find his mother this time, he would probably never have the chance to see her again. Even if he did, he probably wouldn't recognize her because his body was almost back to normal.
I can't stay here any longer. If I get discovered, I'm afraid I'll end up in a miserable state.
Jiang Sheng didn't go anywhere the whole day. He just strolled in the yard, asked someone to find a lot of vegetables, and seemed to be tinkering with something.
Wu Shuyan followed beside him and asked curiously, "Big brother, what are you going to cook?"
"Well, making hot pot is my way of practicing for you. If we are destined to meet again in the future, we will meet again. If not, this is the end of our lives."
"...Big brother, you are practicing this, not sending me to see the King of Hell. We will definitely meet again in the future. We are destined to meet each other."
Jiang Sheng chuckled: "Haha, that depends on fate. Okay, go get some firewood. We'll eat in the yard. The smell in the house won't spread out."
There was a fire in the yard and two large iron pots were placed on it. One pot was stewing beef bones, and the other was preparing spicy food. There were many dishes on the tables on both sides, including meat, vegetables and fruits.
Pour red oil and add spices and chili peppers and stir-fry until fragrant. A spicy smell will waft out, stimulating people and making them sneeze.
Wu Shuyan sneezed several times in a row, rubbed his nose, and looked at the red color in confusion: "Big brother, you put so much chili in it, it's really not spicy."
Jiang Sheng was busy, and upon hearing this, he smiled and said, "You'll know after you eat it. Sometimes it tastes better when it's spicy. If you don't like it, you can eat it without spiciness."
"Mm, beef bone soup is delicious."
"Stop watching and go peel the garlic. I'll be busy preparing it later. We'll all sit together and eat later."
Cuiwei's dead eyes lit up and she said happily, "Thank you, sir. This is called hot pot, right? I've never seen anyone eat like this before. You are really amazing and know everything."
A gentleman should stay away from the kitchen unless he is a chef. I didn't expect that someone with such great talent like you can actually cook, and he seems to be very good at it.
Jiang Sheng smiled and said gently, "I like to think about food. Life is all about eating, drinking and having fun. Eating can make people feel good, so why not learn it?"
"Hot pot is a great thing. It can suit everyone's taste. You can cook whatever you like. It's so hassle-free."
"Yes, sir, it smells so good. I really like eating chili peppers, but I haven't had any since I came to the mountain..."
Jiang Sheng casually asked, "Where was Cuiwei from before, and why did she come to the mountains to be a maid?"
Cuiwei's expression darkened as she whispered, "My parents were believers in the temple before, but after they passed away, I became homeless and stayed in the mountains."
"So that's how it is. You must have been here for many years then."
"Well, more than five years."
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