My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

Qi Yu was thinking of creating a bellows to use wind power to increase the temperature of the furnace fire.

I was trying to create a rough design for the bellows in my mind and draw it, but my hand got injured.

He sighed helplessly, realizing he was still just a weakling after all.

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Chapter Twenty-Six: Cooking

On the second day after Su Chengying's birthday, Qi Yu got up early.

Su Yue was still fast asleep beside him. Qi Yu leaned down and gently pecked Su Yue's cheek before getting up and getting dressed.

Because of her injury, Su Yue refused to be touched and went to bed early, so she felt refreshed today.

After Qi Yu finished washing up, Su Yue slowly woke up and rubbed her eyes.

"Husband, what are you doing up so early?"

Qi Yu chuckled and said, "I'll go make you breakfast!"

Su Yue was stunned for a moment, then asked blankly, "Aren't there servants doing it? Besides, the kitchen isn't a place you should be going, husband!"

Qi Yu looked helpless. Food was one of the few pleasures he had left. Should he be deprived of both the act of making and tasting it?

The food here is simply tasteless.

"My lady, I don't have any particular hobbies, I just like to eat, but I really can't stomach the food the servants make!"

Qi Yu's trip to his father-in-law's house wasn't just to offer birthday wishes; he also wanted to cause some mischief for his father-in-law.

The Su family was relatively wealthy, and their kitchen had a wide variety of fresh ingredients.

Even the flour is much finer than what's sold in rice shops.

There were no machines in this era. Flour was ground repeatedly with stone mills and donkeys, then sifted through a sieve, and then ground again.

Repeating this process will generally result in coarser flour, unlike the finer flour found in supermarkets in my previous life.

Fine flour was something only the wealthy and powerful could afford.

Su Yue glanced helplessly at Qi Yu and said, "Then wait for me, I'll go with you."

Qi Yu's hand is still wrapped in bandages. Cooking? You're kidding!

Qi Yu didn't think it was a big deal. He figured if they went together, they would. He was just cooking, not developing secret weapons.

"Go outside and wait for me!" Su Yue said.

Qi Yu was stunned for a moment, then his gaze involuntarily fell on Su Yue's exposed fair skin and arms, and he felt somewhat helpless.

"My wife, there's no need to be so formal. I've seen every inch of you."

Su Yue's cheeks flushed slightly, and she said, embarrassed and annoyed, "You jerk, get out of here!"

Qi Yu shrugged helplessly, walked out of the room, and closed the door behind him.

Even after Qi Yu left, Su Yue's cheeks were still flushed. Although they were husband and wife, she was still not used to dressing in front of a man.

So no matter how late she slept or how tired she was, she would always get up first.

I threw back the covers, picked up the clothes from the bedside table, and put them on.

But just as she was halfway through getting dressed, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Qi Yu jumped in, smiling at Su Yue.

The moment Su Yue saw that it was Qi Yu, she hurriedly withdrew the true energy she had gathered in her hand.

That was so close!

If I were to strike him with this palm, my husband would be absolutely gone, and completely gone.

Su Yue looked at Qi Yu helplessly and said, "Husband, can you be a gentleman for once? I was getting dressed and you just barged in like that?"

Qi Yu looked at Su Yue's half-covered body and felt his blood rush to his head, so he coughed lightly.

“But I’m not exactly a gentleman!” Qi Yu said.

Su Yue even tried to avoid dressing in front of him, which made Qi Yu very uncomfortable, so he turned around and returned.

"Fine, fine, watch it if you want!" Su Yue said helplessly.

Qi Yu nodded, moved a stool over, sat down, and stared intently at Su Yue with a serious expression.

"My wife, we can continue!"

Su Yue was both amused and annoyed by Qi Yu's shameless behavior. She covered her mouth and chuckled, then shook her head helplessly.

There are such despicable people in the world, and then, by sheer coincidence, I bumped into one.

……

"Husband, what are these glutinous rice balls?" Su Yue asked, looking bewildered.

Qi Yu smiled and said, "It's a kind of food, sweet and sticky, very delicious."

While the servants were busy in the kitchen, Qi Yu and Su Yue strolled around.

The Su family's kitchen is as big as their own small courtyard.

Although I knew the Su family was wealthy, this was still far too extravagant.

After looking at all the ingredients and seasonings, Qi Yu said to Su Yue, "Wife, get some glutinous rice flour and boil some warm water. If you have sesame seeds, bring some over, but you need to add sugar and grind them into sesame paste."

Su Yue nodded, then went to instruct the servants to prepare.

The servants of the Su family were quite efficient, and the items were quickly gathered. Qi Yu turned his head and looked at Su Yue.

"Wife, could you please roll up my sleeves for me?"

His right hand was now wrapped up like a club. Su Yue was afraid that he would act recklessly again and reopen the wound, so she simply wrapped up his entire palm.

"Tell me how to do it, and I'll do it. My husband, your injuries haven't healed yet, so leave these things to me!" Su Yue said.

Qi Yu looked at his right hand and nodded helplessly.

Under Qi Yu's guidance, Su Yue added water and kneaded the dough, much like making noodles or steamed buns. Su Yue could do it as soon as Qi Yu explained it.

Qi Yu watched Su Yue intently kneading the dough, a slight smile playing on his lips. He then reached into the bowl of flour and scooped up some glutinous rice flour.

"Miss!"

Hearing Qi Yu call her name, Su Yue turned around and looked up at him.

The moment Su Yue raised her head, Qi Yu raised his hand and gently tapped the tip of Su Yue's nose.

Su Yue was taken aback, then noticed the glutinous rice flour residue on Qi Yu's fingertips and realized she had been tricked.

Su Yue snorted coldly, not to be outdone, and also touched Qi Yu's face. A white handprint immediately appeared on the left side of the latter's cheek.

"My wife, are you trying to show off to your husband?" Qi Yu said with a smile.

Su Yue smiled without saying a word and looked at Qi Yu.

Qi Yu raised an eyebrow, cupped Su Yue's head in his hands, and then quickly lowered his head to gently kiss Su Yue's red lips.

It came quickly and went quickly; Qi Yu only gave Su Yue a light peck before letting go.

Su Yue's cheeks immediately flushed red. She looked around and, seeing that the servants seemed not to have noticed, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wife, put the dumplings in the pot of boiling water and simmer them. Once they float to the surface, take them out. I'm going to have a drink of water first!"

Qi Yu didn't want to give Su Yue a chance to make a scene, so he turned and left after taking advantage of her.

Su Yue looked at Qi Yu's back with shame and indignation, biting her lower lip, puffing out her cheeks, and then shook her head with a bitter smile.

Although he's cheeky, he's adorably cheeky!

She doesn't dislike it!

Lost in thought, Su Yue realized that the servants in the kitchen were all looking at her and stopped what they were doing.

"What's wrong?" Su Yue asked in surprise.

The servants remained silent, simply finding the situation novel.

Before her marriage, Su Yue was rarely smiling and was as aloof as Su Yun.

Su Yue is different now. She can smile, and she smiles happily, a genuine joy from the bottom of her heart.

They had followed Su Chengying for many years, and many of them had watched Su Yue grow up.

They could hardly imagine that the aloof young lady from a year ago would become like this.

They even found it hard to imagine that Su Yue would actually do laundry and cook for a man like an ordinary woman.

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Azure Wave Sword Technique

"Hmm! Not bad! It's delicious! Yue'er, you can make such delicious food, you truly are worthy of being your mother's daughter."

Xu Shuqin ate the glutinous rice balls made by Su Yue, with an expression that said, "No wonder she's her mother's daughter."

Su Yue gave a helpless, bitter smile, unsure how to respond.

At the same time, Su Yue also understood why her mother and Qi Yu got along so well.

Because in some ways, the two of them are very similar, such as their self-praising manner.

"My husband taught me!" Su Yue said helplessly.

Xu Shuqin nodded, finding Qi Yu increasingly pleasing to the eye.

"Yu'er, how many days off did you take?" Su Chengying asked casually while eating glutinous rice balls, without even looking up.

"Three days? We should be able to stay one more night and leave tomorrow morning!" Qi Yu said.

Su Chengying nodded and said, "Alright then, wait for me in the backyard after we finish our meal!"

backyard?

Qi Yu's lips twitched. Recalling the miserable state of being abused by Su Chengying, the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Father-in-law, can I not go?" Qi Yu asked cautiously.

Su Chengying turned his head and said indifferently, "What do you think?"

Qi Yu nodded helplessly, it seemed he couldn't escape this beating.