Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

"If Madam Jiang always feels apologetic when interacting with Miss Yun, she'll feel uncomfortable, wondering if she's done something wrong to make her mother suffer like this all the time. Find an opportunity to have a good chat with Miss Yun and put aside your worries. We don't have as many days together as we think!"

No one can tell which will come first, tomorrow or an accident. Many things are impermanent and sudden.

"Well, I'll talk to my daughter about it when I get back!" Mrs. Jiang let out a long sigh and nodded seriously.

Chu Wuji scratched his head. Some things were embarrassing to say, but it was not good not to say them.

"Madam Jiang, please don't feel the same way you did yesterday. Be careful that someone might use Miss Yun to threaten you! How could you discuss your concerns with outsiders instead of your daughter?"

"Cough cough..."

Mrs. Jiang was still thinking about Yun Qingying, but when she heard what Chu Wuzhi said, her face turned red as if blood was dripping out, and she felt very embarrassed.

Chu Wuji continued:

“I won’t mention what happened yesterday, but I won’t pretend it never happened either, because that would be a waste of my offering!

From now on, I will treat Miss Yun like a brother and try to help her wherever I can... although I really can't imagine how I can help a disciple of an immortal family."

Madam Jiang nodded, looked at the young man gratefully, and said:

"It's enough for her to have someone to chat with instead of running from the Yun family to the Xian family to practice in seclusion!"

Is just chatting enough? Mrs. Jiang's requirements are really not high...

Chu Wuji understood, and then he remembered something else and said:

"Mrs. Jiang, you too, don't always think about that child who died young and is crying from hunger in some corner."

"What does Wuji mean...?"

"She would have starved to death over the years, how could she even cry out loud? From now on, just take good care of Miss Yun. She's put in the most effort. How can a mother divide her attention between a child who's no longer with us? This isn't fair to Miss Yun!"

"......" Mrs. Jiang found it difficult to laugh.

This child's speaking ability is indeed fluctuating. Does it all depend on the performance of that "dullness"?

Although it may not sound pleasant, it is indeed the truth.

As a mother, she felt guilty for causing her daughter to suffer. Yun Qingying also felt she owed her mother and felt she had caused her mother to be blamed.

They both feel they owe each other, but who is the creditor? It would be better to spend less time on yourself and actually care about your daughter!

*

After the chat at dawn, Chu Wuzhi asked Mrs. Jiang to continue taking a nap, while he went to "fish for spiritual energy" and squatted there waiting for the sunrise.

This should be a benefit when the weather gets colder. The sunrise is later, so you don’t have to worry about oversleeping.

His luck was extremely good today. Chu Wuzhi's eyes, which had been burned by the sun for so many days, finally received this ray of Shaoyang spiritual energy.

He punched into the pool, and the fist wind and strong energy blew out a small fish. He could already see the shape of the invisible strong energy!

"It's like unlocking special effects. The better your eyesight, the more special effects you can see..."

"Those palace scholars who compiled calendars and observed the stars, were they able to see so much more because they accidentally received a ray of spiritual energy?"

Chu Wuji asked the big fox fairy about the changes and improvements, wanting to know to what extent the eyes would be tempered to graduate.

"Young Master's question is like asking where one's cultivation ends. There's no answer, one can only keep going. However, if you receive Shaoyang Spiritual Qi a few more times, you should be able to complete the transformation of your eyes, and you'll be able to see the 'Qi' of different people."

"What do you mean?"

"Many of them are cultivators who have concealed their auras. You only see them as ordinary people. From now on, you will be able to see clearly with your eyes whether they are secretly casting spells and preparing to attack you."

"Is that so? That's really important!"

Chu Wuji thought of the Rat Taoist from a few days ago. After he turned into a mouse, it became difficult for him to track his movements. Once the little mouse hid in the night, he could not even find him.

After that, you can use "Qi" to directly follow the opponent's tracks and attack.

Tushan Yourong suddenly looked around at the world and said:

"Today, it seems that a ray of spiritual energy from the Frost Descent has landed nearby early. Young Master, go look for it. You should be able to see it."

"Okay, let me see."

Chu Wuji was confused, but did not ask any further questions. The big fox fairy had already told him what to do, so he didn't rush to ask questions and just looked for it first.

He led the little fox around and took Mrs. Jiang for a walk in the nearby woods, and they really found this ray of "Frost Descent" spiritual energy!

Nearly seven hundred meters away from the pond, there is a persimmon tree with branches full of big red tomatoes, like red lanterns hanging on them.

Chu Wuji looked over with his refined vision, and saw a faint blue-cold light emanating from around the persimmon.

There were also a few wild ducks walking by, also emitting light, as if they were rare monsters refreshed in the wild!

A folk proverb says, "No matter how much you take supplements throughout the year, it's not as good as taking supplements during the Frost Descent."

No wonder Fairy Tushan said before that the body needs to be tempered with food, and it must be these spiritual energies!

"I remember one year, my mother took me to catch wild ducks. I guess she was also eyeing this spiritual energy."

Chu Wuji was a man who listened to advice very much. He immediately uprooted the entire persimmon tree, brought it back to the waterfall pool, and quickly dealt with a few ducks.

Scald the hair with boiling water, clean the internal organs, marinate with ginger, onion, chili and other seasonings...

Of course he wanted to live a leisurely life, eating a duck a day would make him happy for several days.

However, there were too many diners, so they had to slaughter all these "Frost Descent Spiritual Ducks" at once, otherwise there would not be enough to eat.

"Three cup duck, fatty but not greasy, every bite is full of sauce. Unfortunately, I don't have cinnamon grass fruit, so I'd better make crispy duck!"

Crispy duck is one of the items on the state banquet menu.

First marinate, then steam, and finally fry in oil until crispy. This can cover up the lack of spices to a certain extent without affecting the flavor too much.

The juice steamed earlier is delicious and can be used as sauce for braised beef or as soup base for noodles, which is just right for making rice in the next few days.

Chu Wuzhi was busy preparing the food all day long, and could only eat persimmons to fill his stomach.

Finally, before nightfall, several servings of crispy duck were served to the diners.

Because there were so many little foxes, each fox could only get two pieces of meat, but they all kept whimpering while eating.

There was not a bone left, he chewed it up and ate it all, obviously very satisfied.

The little guys all gathered around Chu Wuzhi, as if suggesting that he should quickly catch some more ducks.

Fairy Tushan had a large plate of crispy duck and a jar of fox fairy wine to cheer her up, but she didn't change back into human form and finished it in one bite.

Satisfied, but not satisfied!

"Strange, how come I only tasted some spices and then the meat was gone? Can't you cook a little more, young master?"

Chu Wuji was looked at resentfully by the big fox fairy and felt helpless.

If you don't change back into human form, I won't be enough for you to eat!

Chu Wuji left a bowl of meat for himself and Madam Jiang respectively, and they sat on the rocks by the pond and drank and ate together.

Chu Wuji saw Madam Jiang take a bite and then stopped using her chopsticks. She asked in confusion:

"Mrs. Jiang, is it not to your liking? It's too spicy?"

Mrs. Jiang said embarrassedly:

"I feel like I can't even get such delicious meat for Qingying. I want to leave it for her to eat."

Chu Wuji calculated the time of Mrs. Jiang's departure. It would take her a day to travel here, she would stay for a day today, and she would travel for another day tomorrow. She would meet Yun Qingying the day after tomorrow.

"The meat won't be fresh by then, Madam Jiang, you can eat it first. I'm Miss Yun's brother from now on, so I'll naturally cook for her. Just bring her some persimmons the day after tomorrow for her to try."

Mrs. Jiang thought it made sense, and immediately stopped worrying about it, ignoring the etiquette of dining, and opened her taste buds to taste the bowl of crispy duck.

*

The next morning, Chu Wuzhi took Mrs. Jiang back to Sanquanwei.

Passing by the stream again, Chu Wuzhi looked at the other side and was stunned.

Holy crap, Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons! Is that a ghost messenger?!

He pretended not to see it and walked away quickly with the beautiful woman on his back.

Before entering Sanquanwei, Mrs. Jiang said:

"Wu Ji, I don't know if your words had a comforting effect, but I haven't dreamed of a child crying from hunger in the past two days."

Chu Wuji thought of the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon and began to doubt whether the Mengpo Soup he had heard of before was really real. Without thinking too much, he said:

"That must be because the child has been reincarnated and is now eating well with his new mother, so he no longer bothers Madam Jiang. That's a good thing!"

This was not a pleasant thing to hear, but Mrs. Jiang took it to heart.

From now on, I should change my mindset and spend more time with my daughter Qingying.

*

Another day later,

Yun Qingying arrived at Sanquanwei early in the morning, and Chu Wuzhi also borrowed the kitchen of the inn early in the morning to roll out dough for breakfast.

Relying on the fact that he had plenty of time, he also wanted to get some sauce to make ramen noodles, but he didn't expect that this place was really short of supplies.

He went to several stores but couldn't find what he wanted. Instead, the store owners wanted to buy his persimmons at a high price, which he naturally couldn't agree to.

Finally, Chu Wuji made a few more bowls of plain noodles with a relatively light soup.

After tasting it, Yun Qingying thought it was good and said, "Brother Chu, can you make an extra bowl? I want to take it back for my master."

Chapter 77 Ning Xianzhi: This noodles tastes like my son!

"Make one more bowl?"

"Yes, I have money, I can buy an extra bowl for Master."

"..."

Chu Wuji didn't care about the money. He just felt that he was just borrowing a kitchen, but how come his identity became a waiter in the inn, and people came to order dishes.

Just as he was about to nod in agreement, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Mrs. Jiang had been giving him a look, suggesting that he should quickly talk to Qingying about becoming sworn siblings.

Mrs. Jiang had mentioned this matter before. It was almost impossible for Yun Qingying to take the initiative to find someone to build a closer relationship, so she thought of asking Chu Wuji to take the initiative.

Chu Wuzhi knew too little about Yun Qingying, and he spent a whole day thinking about how to start the conversation.

Now I can only force it!

"Miss Yun, I'll make you an extra bowl of Yangchun noodles. That's no problem, and I don't want your money, but can you recognize me as your sworn brother?"

The girl had a cool and beautiful appearance, and her face was expressionless as always, but one could vaguely feel a dull and confused look on her face.

(￣△￣；)?

Madam Jiang, standing beside her, held her forehead with shame, pursed her lips stiffly, and muttered in her heart:

"Wu Ji was quite talkative before, why did he suddenly become like this? Is this a strategy to get along with Qingying?"

She didn't dare to interrupt, for fear of ruining Chu Wuji's plan for the conversation. She drank her tea silently, secretly pinching the hem of her skirt, and observing the progress.

After a moment of silence, Yun Qingying finally spoke:

"You have to acknowledge me as your sworn brother without asking for money. Why don't you just accept the money? I have plenty of it."

Chu Wuji shook his head, his expression as if he was talking about something serious and important, and said:

"It has nothing to do with money. Although I don't have much money and my pockets are often empty, I have never worried about money."

"Then why did Brother Chu suddenly say such strange things?"

"Because I want to take advantage of you and make you call me brother."

“[?＿?？]”

Yun Qingying couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Every word this guy said sounded so natural!

It's so natural and natural that it makes people wonder if they are the ones with the problem.

"Brother Chu, please explain it in more detail. I don't quite understand."

Chu Wuji's calm expression remained unchanged, as if every sentence he spoke next was carefully considered, rather than a bunch of confident and ordinary remarks. He said:

"One day in the future, if I use the connections my mother left me and follow you up the mountain to worship your master as my teacher, wouldn't I become your junior disciple in terms of seniority? I might even have to serve you tea and water and respectfully call you 'Senior Sister'?"