The first time Ximen Chuixue cooked was after taking a bite of Luoyang's roasted rabbit.
He really couldn't understand how there could be such a person in this world. Not to mention the bitter taste of the medicinal food, even the rabbit was roasted half-cooked and salty to the bone.
Seven-year-old Ximen Chuixue compromised. He felt that if Luo Yang continued to be allowed to perform, he might die a violent death. So he took over the job of cooking.
"Go and cook porridge, just plain porridge will be enough." Ximen Chuixue said.
Luo Yang nodded obediently, and then, when Ximen Chuixue was roasting the rabbit, he saw the porridge cooked by Luo Yang.
Half of the rice sank to the bottom of the pot, and half of the rice floated on the water. The rice was raw and the soup was astringent.
Ximen Chuixue was silent.
He didn't understand why people who could cook decent medicated food could cook it like this when it came time to cook porridge.
For the first time, Ximen Chuixue felt that his future was bleak. He had never felt so helpless even when he fell off a cliff and broke his arm and leg.
Later, Ximen Chuixue still took over the cooking-related matters and did not dare to let Luo Yang take over. So much so that when we met again many years later, the young man with a bright smile said without raising his head: "I want to eat the food you cooked."
Ximen Chuixue succeeded in darkening his face.
"Otherwise I will do it for you." The boy who smiled like a fox said.
"I will do it." Ximen Chuixue compromised.
Comprehensive martial arts, cultivation, slow travel, cp Ximen Chuixue