Pickled Radish

In the small town, a few people were walking out of a restaurant. They were all dressed in the same uniform and had swords on their backs. With just one look, one could tell that they were cultivators from the same sect.

"Senior Brother, I really don't know why you can't give up on this thing. There's nothing good to eat." 

Lin Qing patted his stomach. "That's true. A restaurant in such a small place really doesn't have much good food." 

"You may be sixth elder's inner disciple, but you don't have to follow his example in everything. I heard from the sect master that if sixth elder can stop his mouth, he might be the first person to become an immortal in our Sky Cloud Sect."

Lin Qing glanced at his junior brother beside him, sighed, and shook his head, not saying anything.

His master didn't care about becoming immortal. His master only loved eating. If he had to choose between immortal cultivation and eating, he would definitely give up on immortal cultivation.

After Lin Qing followed his master's 'travels' into the world, he also deeply agreed with this.

Forget it. What did these junior brothers know? Only a godly person like his master could find someone who could really cook. Even he had not touched the surface of this!

But then again, the restaurants here were really hard to describe.

"Shen Yao said that someone is selling life fruits here?" Lin Qing looked at the end of the street that could almost be seen with one glance and expressed his suspicion.

"That's right, Senior Brother. Senior Sister Shen made a solemn vow and didn't seem to be lying." 

Lin Qing narrowed his eyes. "The mountain opposite this is the Heavenly Cauldron Sect, right? I heard its sect master is only at level five Foundation Building Stage. Can someone like that really deserve a life fruit?" After speaking, he paused and added, "But I didn't mean to say that the Heavenly Cauldron Sect is bad."

"Well, Senior Brother..."

"Of course, I didn't mean to say that level five Foundation Building is bad."

"But Senior Sister Shen said so."

"I didn't mean to say that the people here are bad."

A crow cawed as it flew past.

Senior Brother Lin Qing was kind and easy to talk to. Not only was he strong, but he also never bullied the weak and was very respectful to everyone.

The only drawback was that sometimes, no one could keep up with his thoughts, no matter if they were fast or slow. 

"Shen Yao said that a girl carrying a wok not only beat her, but also humiliated her?" Lin Qing touched his chin. She was even carrying a wok when she went out. Since she placed so much importance on her wok, perhaps her cooking skills were very good.

When Lin Qing followed his master to look for good food, he had seen many strange chefs. The more outrageous their temper was, the better their cooking would be.

Of course, there were also a few people who were completely out of their minds.

"What kind of amazing woman is she? She's living in seclusion in this small town, her cooking skills are not bad, and she's also very strong. She even broke Shen Yao's treasured sword." 

While he was deep in thought, Chen Muxue swaggered into the restaurant at that moment with a wok and a basket on her back.

"Uh, Senior Brother, I think she's that amazing woman." 

Lin Qing followed the direction of his junior brother's finger and saw a metal wok flashing under the sunlight.

Chen Muxue had used white radish to make a dish of pickled vegetables yesterday.

She only needed to peel the white radish and cut it into small strips, marinate it with a little salt for half an hour to remove the water, then pour it out. She then added a little ginger and a suitable amount of spicy millet, boiled the vinegar, and added the same amount of sugar as the vinegar to make a sweet and sour water. Then, she poured it into the radish, sealed it, and waited.

One thing to note was that even if the sweet and sour water was not prepared enough, one should not add water, or else it would not be marinating. The sweet and sour water had to be boiled in advance and let cool before being poured into the white radish. Otherwise, the radish would become bitter when poured with hot water, and it would need to be marinated for a longer time to restore its original taste. 

This kind of pickled radish only needed to be soaked for ten hours before it could be eaten. However, its storage time was not long, so it was best to finish eating it within ten days.

The sweet and sour pickled radish with a hint of spiciness in the mouth was really a divine side dish for congee. If it was frozen before eating, having a bite of it in the summer would not only eliminate the heat, but it could also stimulate the appetite.

The white radish itself was cheap, with only a little vinegar and sugar. However, in a place like a restaurant that consumed a lot of food and water quickly, the sweet and sour water could be used repeatedly several times after the radishes were scooped out.

Chen Muxue planned to sell the recipe to the restaurant. Of course, in order to make it even more stunning, her sweet and sour water was heated in the wok.

After eating yesterday, Xiaohua vomited some black blood again. Although she did not feel unwell, Chen Muxue planned to buy some blood tonics for her to drink.

The most surprising thing was that after breakfast today, Xiaohu suddenly said that he seemed to be able to feel a little spiritual energy moving in his body.

This wok was really amazing. Although Chen Muxue did not advance again, she could clearly feel that the spiritual energy in her body was more abundant than yesterday.

She didn't even know how to cultivate! Sigh. It was really too annoying. With so much spiritual energy, only when she sprinkled water with her little finger when she was cooking would there be a little movement.

What if others found out that she could advance even without cultivation? Sigh~ 

Chen Muxue was about to enter the restaurant when she felt someone approaching from behind. She subconsciously reached out to pull out the wok. 

"Bang!"

Lin Qing only felt an intense pain in his arm, as if it was about to break, and his head was also buzzing from the shock. 'She was so fast!' 

He didn't expect a level-six Foundation Building cultivator to have such a quick reaction. 

"Who are you?" Chen Muxue took a few steps back to put some distance between them. She warily held the wok in front of her like a shield.

"I'm Lin Qing from the Sky Cloud Sect. May I ask if you are a coward?" Lin Qing paused for a moment and added, "Are there any other girls who are like you?"

Could it be that the symbol of the Heavenly Cauldron Sect was to use a wok as a weapon?

Since Shen Yao had already entered the Golden Core Stage and the woman in front of her was only a level-six Foundation Building cultivator, Lin Qing didn't think that she was the one who injured Shen Yao.

What's more, it was absolutely impossible for a Foundation Building cultivator to break a mid-grade magic weapon.

At the corner of the street, not far away, Cen Li watched all of this silently. When Lin Qing was chasing after him, he had already changed his coarse linen clothes into the white robes of the Immortal Sect.

To be honest, he didn't like this white robe very much. Although the material was of the best quality, in order to highlight the word "immortal," the sleeves were wide and the hem was long, so he walked with a light gait.

But only God knew how much spiritual power he needed to use to keep himself clean.

Cen Li watched as Chen Muxue and Lin Qing confronted each other. He was ready to make a move at any moment.

Yesterday, he saw how Xiaohua spat out blood after eating. It turned out that the shock was not caused by the life fruit.

Cen Li's eyes followed Chen Muxue for a long time, unable to move away from her. Before he figured out the mystery of that divine weapon, he could not let her die for the time being.

On the other side, Chen Muxue rubbed her ears. "What did you say?"

It had to be said that the sound of an iron wok hitting an iron arm, and at such a close distance, was really not a joke. This person's arm was really awesome. It was so hard. He was even stronger than the male lead.

Chen Muxue was even more alert now. The male lead was sent flying by her wok!

"Achoo!" Xiao Feng, who had survived falling off the cliff and entered the mysterious cave, pinched his nose. "That's strange. I didn't catch a cold. Why have I been sneezing so much?"