Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"The kitchen here is very nice, Mr. Yan Huan. I will come here often in the future."

"Stop coming here so often, wash the pot first." Yan Huan stopped Jiao Qiu, who was trying to escape, and pointed to the bright red ice water and the tall tower of chili peppers.

"Please tidy these up as well. Don't you know you should restore everything to its original state before leaving?"

"Huh? Do I have to clean up these kitchen waste myself?"

Jiaoqiu, carrying a bundle, turned around in confusion and pointed to a contestant who had also left a mess behind.

"Why can they just leave?"

"Because I didn't see you, my attention was entirely on you. So I caught you, and now you have to clean the whole place here."

Jiaoqiu: "..."

Chapter 912 Why is my strength so low?

“Mr. Yan Huan, isn’t this rule a bit absurd?”

"...I was in a hurry just now and failed to prepare some food that suits the tastes of normal people. Please forgive me."

"How about this?"

Jiaoqiu found another clean pot, put down the bundle, and said with a faint smile:

"This time, I'll cook a dish for you with all my heart, and I guarantee it will be delicious and visually appealing."

"If it doesn't taste good, I'll stay and clean it up myself."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Yan Huan sat to the side, silently watching Jiao Qiu take the peppers out of the pan. When she saw him about to reach for the peppers on the side, Yan Huan immediately stopped him.

"Stop, Stop!"

"Don't put that thing out!"

"But it's soulless without chili peppers." Jiaoqiu hesitated, then reached out and grabbed three red chili peppers:

"How about just three?"

"No, no!"

Upon hearing this, Jiaoqiu dropped one.

"How about we put two?"

"Inappropriate, inappropriate!"

Jiaoqiu tossed down another one, smiling as he looked at Yan Huan.

"Then let's put one in."

"Don't bother, I'll do it."

Yan Huan walked over to Jiao Qiu, took the kitchen knife, then took a chili pepper and gently chopped it.

Finally, place a piece of chili pepper about the size of a fingernail in front of the pepper mound.

"..."

"Isn't that too little?"

"It's nothing, just enough to enhance the flavor."

"Ok."

Jiaoqiu sighed, took the chili pepper pieces the size of a fingernail, and threw them into the pot.

He grabbed the spatula and began to work.

After a while, another pot of fragrant braised pork was ready.

This time, Jiaoqiu scooped them all out, put them in a basin, and handed them to Yan Huan.

"These are all to the taste of normal people, please accept them with pleasure, Master."

"Well, that's pretty much it."

Yan Huan picked up her chopsticks and eagerly put a piece of steaming hot braised pork into her mouth.

Chewed.

The meat is fatty yet not greasy, with a perfect texture, and the rich, flavorful juices explode on your taste buds...

It tastes absolutely divine.

Swallow.

Yan Huan grabbed a tissue from the table, wiped her mouth, and waved to Jiao Qiu behind her.

"Alright, you go ahead with your work, someone will clean up here."

"Oh! Thank you, Master. I'll be going now." Jiaoqiu picked up her luggage and left quickly.

Yan Huan looked around and saw that there were still five people left to cook, so she went over to them.

"Who cooked rice? Get me a few bowls of rice."

"I...I cooked it!"

A thin young man with a dark complexion quickly took the bowl, opened the bamboo tube, and served Yan Huan rice.

"Why are you still cooking in a pot? Don't you have a rice cooker?"

"Master, you may not know this, but rice cooked in a rice cooker has no soul."

Listening to the young man's explanation, Yan Huan nodded and began to examine the other dishes he had prepared.

He made all the dishes I had casually mentioned before, such as braised pork knuckle and roast duck, and they all smelled pretty good, so he must have had cooking experience before.

Logically speaking, people who are good at cooking shouldn't be so thin.

If you can cook, you'll eat well. Unless you're poor, the best dishes you make will be given to your children or parents first...

It's only the first day the training grounds are open. If this kid is really poor, he'll save up more points and use them to exchange for ingredients in the next few days.

So he must have bought all of these out of his own pocket.

They don't look poor.

"Young man, the dishes you made look pretty good, so why are you so thin?"

"Ah, me?"

The young man served Yan Huan the food and gave her a simple, honest smile.

I like deer.

……

"..."

Yan Huan silently took the bowls of rice and gave the young man some points.

"Okay, you continue."

Carrying the food, Yan Huan headed towards the cultivation room to the west.

As he passed the ring, he instinctively slowed down, glancing left and right.

Only after confirming that Yanqing and Yunli were not there did he feel relieved.

He then quickened his pace and rushed to the cultivation room of March 7th and Su Chang, much like a father bringing food to his daughter.

……

'Bang--!!'

Yan Huan kicked open the door to the March 7th training room and shouted:

"How's the practice going?"

"?"

What comes into view are three March 7th dates.

One of them is the person himself, sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding playing cards in his hand.

The other two were virtual characters used for simulated combat; they were also sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding playing cards.

"..." Yan Huan was speechless for a moment.

"Oh, Mr. Yan, you've arrived."

On March 7th, when Yan Huan came to deliver food, he immediately patted the seat next to him.

"Have a seat first, we're almost done with this round."

"Really……"

Yan Huan bent down, placed the basket full of food by the door, and then sprinted 100 meters!

He kicked one of the virtual characters away with a single kick, and then charged like a bull, knocking another virtual character away.

'Bang--!!'

Seeing the two virtual figures embedded in the wall, Yan Huan quickly turned around and rebuked March 7:

"How dare you do this to me! To increase your chances of winning, I even lured Yanqing and Yunli away. And what do you do?! Play cards here?!"

“emmmm…” March 7th sat cross-legged on the ground, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Actually, it's not what you think.

"I had been practicing for quite a while, and I only remembered to take a break a few minutes before you came."

"Really?"

"real."

"I lied to you. I'm a dog."

Yan Huan quickly picked up the tablet and accessed the surveillance footage of the training room.