I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 210 Hot Pot Feast

[I'm dating my husband today, only one chapter, I'll update 8000 as compensation tomorrow, love you guys~]

Smoke from cooking fires rose again in Taohuaju.

Yan Ping stood beside the stove, with a relaxed temperament, and from time to time he used the spatula in his hand to stir the things in the pot.

It doesn't look like cooking, but more like fiddling with something casually.

Yan Ping lowered his eyebrows and watched the sauce in the pot almost blended before he spoke lazily.

"More fire."

A hand passed by his feet, took out a piece of firewood and put it in, then poked the fire. Then Ji Heyu popped his head out from in front of the stove with the red jade in his hand.

There was confusion on Ji Heyu's face.

"Why don't you use your spiritual power to heat the iron pot? It will burn if you use fire like this."

Yan Ping clicked his tongue, then knocked on the iron pot, making a clanging sound.

"And then, like you, you lost control of your strength and blew up the stove and the pot together?"

Ji Heyu: “…”

The main thing is that he didn't know that the pot and stove were so fragile!

He just added a little spiritual power.

Yan Ping said this, looking over with disdain, "And have you ever seen anyone cook directly in a big pot?"

When Ji Heyu heard what he said, he immediately became excited. He raised his hand and pointed the red jade in his hand at the peach blossom forest, and spoke with confidence.

"Yu Tianhong, I saw him cooking in a pot."

Yan Ping stared at him quietly, and said word by word, "Did he use a big pot or a small pot? An iron pot or a clay pot?"

Ji Heyu was speechless for a moment. The pot that Yu Tianhong used to cook rice was indeed not a big pot, but it was not all pots.

"Is there a difference?"

Yan Ping sneered, "It's very big. At least no one would use a big iron pot to cook."

"Oh, except you."

Even when a large iron pot is used, it is used for steaming rather than putting the rice directly into the pot.

"Besides, you're using this pot to cook. How are you going to cook it?"

Ji Heyu was choked and couldn't continue with the conversation because he hadn't thought about it at that time.

He looked at the pot covered by spiritual power and forced himself to change the subject.

"How long will it take before we can eat this?"

Yan Ping looked inside, stirred it with the shovel, and when he felt that the concentration was about right, he dispersed the spiritual power covering the pot.

A spicy aroma instantly overflowed from the pot. Ji Heyu was standing next to the pot and was caught off guard and was stimulated. His nose instantly became itchy.

He turned around decisively, sneezed, tilted his head to look at the red sauce in the pot, and then looked at Yan Ping.

There was a hint of moisture in those beautiful peach blossom eyes, mixed with shock.

“How much chili did you put in it?”

“Is this really edible?”

The whole pot was full of bright red peppers and red oil.

Yan Ping smelled the spicy smell without changing his expression. He stirred it twice with a spatula. When he heard Ji Heyu's words, he raised his eyebrows.

"Don't you think it smells good?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and summoned a stream of water from the vat out of thin air. The water turned into boiling water while still in mid-air.

The boiling water fell into the pot, oil and water splashed everywhere, and instantly stirred up a spicy mist.

Ji Heyu was standing farther away this time, so he was not stimulated by the spicy taste at first. What lingered at his nose was a rich and spicy aroma.

The shock in his eyes gradually turned into hesitation.

“It seems to be quite fragrant.”

Ji Heyu hadn't eaten good food for a few days, and he sniffed it a few more times unconsciously. The rich and spicy aroma not only did not dissipate, but became even stronger, making him hungry.

He leaned over to the stove, looked at the red soup bubbling in the pot, and his Adam's apple kept rolling.

"How do you eat this? Just drink the soup?"

Yan Ping focused on searching for suitable ore in the storage space and spoke casually.

"Let's have some hot pot later."

After finding the ore, he thought of the two children who were still curled up. It was time to call them back.

"I'll go get Wen Ye, and you go get Yu Tianhong back."

"You can eat when you come back."

Ji Heyu's eyes lit up, "Okay."

His figure disappeared in the yard.

Yan Ping took out a low-grade ore and used his spiritual energy to smelt it into the shape he wanted.

A pot suitable for hot pot was thrown on the table.

He walked to Wen Ye's window, leaned over and knocked on it.

"Wen Ye."

The room was quiet at first, but then, there were subtle noises of someone getting up from the bed.

Then there was the gentle sound of feet stepping on wooden boards, moving closer to the window until it was gently pushed open.

Wen Ye's handsome but still immature face appeared by the window, his ink-black eyes had a hint of doubt in his silence.

"Senior, what's wrong?"

Yan Ping's eyes passed over his face, and he stroked his chin thoughtfully, "You seem to have grown up a bit since I first met you."

Wen Ye was speechless for a moment. Although his practice was interrupted, he felt happy when he saw Yan Ping leaning against the window and looking at him.

"It's been almost a year, it will naturally grow a little."

"Senior's injury will definitely get better."

Yan Ping snorted and laughed, his eyes left Wen Ye's face, and he turned away, "Come out and eat something."

Wen Ye was stunned for a moment, then he simply leaned against the window and jumped out, following Yan Ping, "Didn't Yu Tianhong go to practice swordplay?"

Stepping over the light of Ji and the jade talisman that protected him, a spicy and stimulating smell suddenly emerged in Wen Ye's nostrils.

Wen Ye tilted his head somewhat uncomfortably and forced himself to suppress the itch at the tip of his nose.

"It wasn't him."

Wen Ye looked at Yan Ping's back with some confusion. If it wasn't Yu Tianhong who did it, then who did it?

The only one here who can cook, and cooks well, is probably Yu Tianhong.

After his nose got used to the spicy smell, a rich spicy smell came in from the tip of his nose, and he sniffed it more unconsciously.

Yan Ping walked to the table, raised his hand to call for water, rinsed the pot with water, and then went to the stove to get a pot of red soup and brought it back.

Wen Ye was stunned when he saw Yan Ping's skillful movements, and then an incredible thought emerged.

"Is this what the senior did?"

Yan Ping snorted and laughed, "Who else could it be but me?"

"Ji Heyu blew up the stove."

Wen Ye's mouth opened slightly. He was a little shocked, but not that surprised.

Although Yan Ping has never cooked and doesn't look like he can cook, he has always been very picky about food.

He only tasted a few of the dishes he ate, but the food cooked by Yu Tianhong made him eat a few more bites.

So it’s not that surprising that Yan Ping can cook now...

Wen Ye forced himself to calm down, his mind was empty, and he went to help serve the dishes and put the bowls and chopsticks aside with a light step.

Then he sat at the table blankly, watching Yan Ping put a little bit of fire spirit ore crystal fragments into the bottom of the pot to ignite it.

Then he belatedly remembered another sentence Yan Ping had just said.

He turned his head to look at the stove. It was basically the same, but there were many changes in the details.

Wen Ye: "..."

So Ji Heyu really blew up the stove?

[Supplementary chapter]

In the peach forest.

Yu Tianhong was practicing sword with full concentration.

A hand suddenly patted his shoulder. Yu Tianhong was startled and subconsciously dodged it with his backhand. The speed was so fast and there was a sharp sword intent.

The person behind him moved away lightly like a ghost, and then the tip of Yu Tianhong's sword passed by him.

Only then did Yu Tianhong see clearly who the person was. He stood there holding a sword, with confusion in his eyes.

"Senior Rufeng, what are you doing here?"

Ji Heyu smiled, waved his sleeves, and said in high spirits, "I'm calling you to eat."

"No." Yu Tianhong refused decisively.

There is no one in Taohuaju who knows how to cook now. When Ji Heyu asks him to eat, he must be asking him to go back and cook before eating!

At that time, Wen Ye was practicing and he was cooking, so he missed two hours of practice for nothing.

If he fails to win the competition and doesn't get the reward from Yan Ping, that bastard Wen Ye will definitely come to show off in front of him!

Yu Tianhong was worried that he wouldn’t be able to sleep well.

Ji Heyu raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "You really don't want to eat?"

Yu Tianhong's head was shaking like a rattle.

Seeing his expression, Ji Heyu turned back to the courtyard and said slowly, "Then don't regret it. It was Yan Ping who cooked today."

Yu Tianhong was shaking his head, but stopped instantly, his eyes widened, and he took three or two steps directly behind Ji Heyu.

"What did you just say? Senior's cooking?"

Ji Heyu snorted and corrected him, "To be precise, we cooked together."

Yu Tianhong didn't mention sword practice at this time. Instead, he imagined the scene of Yan Ping cooking. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

"The food made by the senior must be delicious!"

Ji Heyu was delighted. "You haven't even seen it yet, but you think it's delicious?"

Yu Tianhong's face was full of as-it-should-be-done expressions, "Senior, your swordsmanship is so good, so you should naturally be at the forefront when doing other things."

Ji Heyu: “…”

This kid must have forgotten the time when Yan Ping knew nothing about battle formations.

Ji Heyu felt angry and said, "You may be disappointed. Yan Ping put a lot of chili peppers in the dishes. They are very choking."

“When the finished product appeared, the pot was full of chili peppers and even the soup turned red.”

Yu Tianhong was stunned for a moment, then after thinking for a moment, he said firmly, "Senior, you must have your reasons for doing that."

And even if it doesn't taste good, he will have to eat three bowls first, which means that Yan Ping's cooking skills must be world-class!

Ji Heyu twitched his lips, not wanting to see this disgusting thing. The last time he asked Yu Tianhong to add peppercorns on the flying boat, Yu Tianhong didn't look like this.

As the two were talking, the yard was already in sight. From a distance, Yu Tianhong could smell the pungent spicy smell, as well as the rich aroma hidden beneath the spiciness.

This time, Yu Tianhong's face truly showed surprise. He had never smelled such a fragrance before.

The aroma had a spicy flavor, and before she even saw the food, Yu Tianhong felt that this dish would be very delicious.

When he saw Yan Ping sitting in the yard, his eyes lit up. He was indeed a senior and was extremely good at everything he did.

Yu Tianhong ran in happily.

"senior!"

Yan Ping tilted his head to look at him and nodded slightly.

Yu Tianhong completely ignored Wen Ye who was sitting next to Yan Ping and moved his eyes to the table. There was a pot with fire at the bottom and red soup was still boiling in the pot.

There were a few dishes on the side.

Yu Tianhong sat beside him obediently, "Senior, how do you eat this? Should we just throw it in and cook it?"

Wen Ye and Ji Heyu also looked over there.

Yan Ping hummed lazily, reached out his hand, picked up a piece of meat and put it in the pot and moved it around.

"That's it. When it's cooked, you can eat it."

As Yan Ping spoke, he picked up a piece of meat. The original piece of meat had curled up slightly, and was covered with bright red soup oil. A fragrance emanated from the meat.

Then he put it into Yu Tianhong's bowl and smiled meaningfully, "Try it."

Yu Tianhong's mouth opened wide. He felt flattered. Looking at the piece of meat in the bowl, he subconsciously looked up at Wen Ye.

Wen Ye stared at him dimly.

Yu Tianhong was happy. He picked up the chopsticks quickly, as if he was very proud.

"Senior is so nice to me!"

As he spoke, he picked up the meat slowly.

Even the red oil and soup on the meat and the traces of rolling are displayed very clearly.

Make sure Wen Ye can see it clearly.

If it were just that, Wen Ye would not have said anything, but Yu Tianhong couldn't stop talking. While showing off, he praised Yan Ping's cooking skills in various ways.

"This is the first time I've seen you do this, senior. This fragrance..."

Wen Ye: "..."

He stared at Yu Tianhong, and Yu Tianhong also looked at him. The corners of her mouth curled up, and then she stuffed the piece of meat into her mouth.

Yu Tianhong's cheeks were slightly puffed up and a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes!

Wen Ye gritted his teeth and felt his hands a little itchy.

His attention was no longer on the table, and he began to think about how to deal with Yu Tianhong in the evening.

Then he saw Yan Ping picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in his bowl. Just in terms of quantity, it was much more than Yu Tianhong's!

His originally scattered thoughts were instantly gathered.

Wen Ye raised his head quickly and saw Yan Ping's slightly curved mouth. He seemed to be in a good mood and spoke slowly.

"Try it too."

Wen Ye decided to let Yu Tianhong go for the time being.

"it is good."

After taking a bite of the meat, Wen Ye felt amazed.

The first feeling is spicy, the second feeling is fragrant.

When the two flavors are mixed together, they give people a strong spicy stimulation and an irresistible fragrance.

When Wen Ye took the first bite, a look of amazement appeared on his face.

"It smells good."

Ji and Yu hadn't tasted it yet, but seeing their expressions, his curiosity arose.

"Is it really that delicious?"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into the pot.

Yu Tianhong finished the meat in just three or two bites. While savoring the previous taste, she stared at the meat in Wen Ye's bowl eagerly.

Although Yan Ping gave Wen Ye a lot of food, he didn't feel jealous at all.

Because Yan Ping was the first one to pick it up for him!

When he heard Ji Heyu's words, he nodded vigorously.

"It smells good, very good, but a little spicy. But it's the spiciness that makes it smell good."

Yan Ping looked at their current state and knocked on the table, "If you still want to eat, put it in yourself."

Yu Tianhong quickly came back to his senses, but Ji Heyu was the fastest and directly took away half of the plate of meat.

When it was time to eat, Ji Heyu quickly picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

After chewing for a few times, Ji Heyu almost shed tears.

It’s really spicy, but also really fragrant.

After eating steamed corn bread for several days in a row, I finally got to eat something delicious again!

Ji Heyu moved quickly, and half of the plate of meat almost went into his stomach.

Yu Tianhong quickly scooped up a piece of meat, put it in Yan Ping's bowl, and shouted loudly.

"Senior please."