MTL - Asking About Longevity-Chapter 28 idea
Chapter 28 Idea
The next day, Mo Shan also hurried back.
When Mo Shan arrived at Xinglin Hall, his clothes were ragged and still stained with dirt. There was a bandage wrapped around his arm, as if it had been torn open by some monster, and there was still blood soaked out.
It should be that the demon hunting team just finished fighting with the monsters and rushed back before they had time to treat their wounds.
Hearing that his wife's life was not in danger, Mo Shan was relieved. After seeing Liu Ruhua's condition, Mr. Feng helped Mo Shan take care of the injury on his arm.
A few days later, Liu Ruhua went home to rest. According to Mr. Feng's instructions, he ate a light diet, did not work too hard, took pills on time, and could not use his spiritual power for a month.
Once Mo Shan went out for a few days, he brought back a large package when he came home. When Mo Hua opened it, he found it was a large package of tendons. He couldn't help but open his mouth, "Dad, this is..."
Yan Jiaoxi was reasonable and did not embarrass Mo Hua. He just told him not to waste his practice and sect studies.
"Normal monks definitely can't do it. The monks who can do it shouldn't be so boring." Mo Shan also said.
Mo Shan will also stay at home for a long time. Occasionally, when a team member discovers some valuable monsters, he will go out for a few days and then come back with some spirit stones or furs from monsters.
But the wife cannot use spiritual power, and even being a chef requires spiritual power. Even if she opens a restaurant, it will be difficult to be a chef without spiritual power.
Mo Shan’s cultivation and Taoism are also outstanding among the surrounding monster hunters. He has been fighting monsters for so many years, and every time he comes home, he is covered in blood. Despite this, his family still cannot make ends meet.
Hearing this, Mo Hua suddenly asked, "If the beef is cooked long enough, can this beef be cooked well?"
Moshan cooked the beef at noon. It took him a long time to stew it and served it to the table in a large open white porcelain bowl.
Mo Hua said: "Don't worry, dad, I will definitely help mom open a big restaurant in the future!"
A month later, Liu Ruhua's body was almost healed. Although he could still only stay at home and couldn't do anything that required spiritual power, otherwise he would cough continuously, but there was no other damage.
Mo Shan sighed and said to Mo Hua: "Your mother's idea is very simple. What she wants to do most is to save some spiritual stones for you so that you can practice well and watch you grow up and get married and have children in the future... But you Mom can’t use her spiritual power now. If she can’t use her spiritual power, naturally she can’t do anything, let alone earn spiritual stones.”
“Try it and see how it tastes!”
"It would be great if mother could use her spiritual power." Mo Hua thought, but he also knew that this was unlikely.
“What if we use a formation?” Mo Hua’s eyes lit up.
Mo Hua picked up a piece of beef, put it in his mouth, and chewed it a few times. His teeth were sore, but the meat was still very tenacious, and it didn't look like it was about to be chewed.
After that, when Mo Hua had free time, he would take the initiative to talk to Liu Ruhua. Liu Ruhua's complexion did look better, but he still looked lonely when he was alone.
“Formation…” Liu Ruhua thought for a moment and said:
"I don't know about this, but I heard from the chef of the dining hall that some large dining halls ask the weapon refiner to refine the stove, and then the formation master draws the formation. In this way, only the spirit stone is used to activate it. It’s time to stew the ingredients without consuming the monk’s spiritual power. However, the cost of hiring an array master is very expensive, at least the previous restaurant couldn’t afford to build such a stove.”
Sickness comes like a mountain, and goes away like a thread. What's more, it is the root of the disease accumulated over many years. It can only be nursed back to health slowly, and it may not be cured in a short time.
On the second day, Mo Hua did not draw formations at home. Instead, he went directly to North Street under the bright sun.
Mo Shan had no choice but to ask his neighbor's aunt to help take care of him. He would often come back when he was free, and Mo Hua would ask for leave from his instructor every ten days and go home to take a look.
Fortunately, Liu Ruhua just couldn't use her spiritual power, so it had no impact on her normal life.
At night, I painted ink and practiced formations on the remaining stele, while thinking about the dining room.
The fundamental reason is that the life of casual cultivators at the bottom is too difficult, and they are exhausted even if they can only make ends meet.
"This is the meat of wild mountain ox. It has no spiritual energy and is not worth much money. But compared with other monsters, the meat quality is not too bad and the smell is not too bad."
The white porcelain bowl contains sauce-red beef.
The ink painting is thoughtful.
“Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded.
“Well, I’m just interested in things like the Dan Fu Array…”
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“After you have been busy for half your life, and suddenly you can’t do anything, and I can’t help you with anything, you will feel somewhat empty in your heart...”
"Recently, the demon hunting team didn't have much harvest. They only had this wild mountain cow. They skinned it and cut the meat. They couldn't sell it at all. They all thought the beef was hard and old and couldn't be boiled and chewed, so we divided some among ourselves. , brought it back to eat." Mo Shan explained.
Mo Hua looked at his father who blamed himself a little, and knew that he couldn't be blamed.
The weather was hot, and I was sweating profusely after walking a few steps. Even so, there were still some small vendors on the street, enduring the scorching sun and shouting, but their voices were weak.
Thinking of his wife's depressed look, Mo Shan felt a little distressed, so he patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, "Talk to your mother more when you have time. Sometimes your words are more effective than mine. Don't let your mother think too much."
One annual vacation and one summer vacation, which are the two longest vacations in a year. The weather is hot, and monsters don’t like to go out. The monsters that are willing to go out are all of the fire type. In this kind of weather, the monsters are more powerful and extremely difficult to deal with. Therefore, the summer vacation is also the off-season for monster hunting.
There are definitely resources in the monastic world that can cure the disease, Mr. Feng mentioned a few of them, but there is no way to paint a family like this with ink, and if you find the way, you can't even afford it.
"I see…"
Mo Hua came to North Street and found the largest restaurant on the street - Fulu Restaurant, and then asked the shopkeeper: "Is your young master's surname An, his name is An Xiaopang... No, An Xiaofu?"
Mo Shan sighed again: "When your mother and I decided to become Taoist couples for life, I even boasted that I would open a restaurant for her in Haikou and let her specialize in various dishes. As a result, after so many years, she has become a Taoist couple. You have endured hardships with me, and you have not done what you promised at the beginning..."
After Liu Ruhua saw the appearance of the beef, he put down his chopsticks, took a sip of soup with a spoon, and drank it slowly.
Mo Shan rubbed Mo Hua's head, "What? Do you think your father's cooking is not delicious?"
Mo Hua spit out the meat awkwardly but politely, picked up the spoon, took a sip of soup, and then praised: "The soup is good!"
Mo Hua smiled but said nothing.
“Other things?”
Mo Shan glared at him angrily, "The soup is made with the sauce prepared by your mother, so of course it's good."
Liu Ruhua pursed her lips and smiled, "I know you are interested, but this meal cannot be made casually. Even if you use spiritual power to activate the stove to stew, there are still many things to pay attention to. When When to use high heat, when to use low heat, when to put what kind of sauce, and how much to put in, it’s all about propriety..."
Mo Shan also picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth. After chewing it for a few times without moving, he had to admit: "It's really not easy to chew." Then he swallowed it directly and used his spiritual power to forcibly refine it.
Mo Shan knew that his son was comforting him, so he touched Mo Hua's head and said with some relief: "Okay!"
Mo Shan and his son stayed at home for a few days before Liu Ruhua kicked them out of the house - Mo Shan was the captain of the demon hunting team and wanted to lead the team members to hunt monsters, while Mo Hua was a disciple of the sect and wanted to practice in the sect. , Don’t delay too much homework.
Mo Shan thought for a moment and said: "I don't think your mother likes these very much, but she does like cooking. It's not that I praise her. There is no one in the neighborhood ten miles around who cooks as deliciously as your mother." ”
Liu Ruhua said: "It stands to reason that this is the case, but this requires the monk to guard the pot all day and night, and constantly use spiritual power to activate the stove fire..."
Mo Hua said uncertainly: "Dad, do you want to cook this meat?"
Another half month later, the hottest month of the year came. The sun was high in the sky and the floor was so hot that Tongxian Sect also took a summer break for more than a month as usual.
Mo Hua was worried but couldn’t figure it out, so he asked Mo Shan.
Ink painting can only be done.
Mo Hua felt uncomfortable, so he thought for a moment and asked, "Is there anything else you want to do?"
The shopkeeper didn’t look down on Mo Hua because of his ordinary clothes. Instead, because Mo Hua’s tone was so familiar, he guessed that he might really be an acquaintance of the young master, so he said politely:
“Young Master is right. The young master is upstairs. Do you need me to inform you?”
Mo Hua also said politely: "Please tell me from the shopkeeper that there is a fellow surnamed Mo and I have something to do with him."
(End of this chapter)
