Traveling to ancient times, with space

Chapter 159 Borrowing Spiritual Energy

Xuan'er's mother was equally impressive; she gracefully picked up her bowl and slowly savored each small bite.

But judging from the satisfied expression on her face, she really loved the taste of the soup.

She drank it with great relish, as if she were completely immersed in the delicious flavor.

Everyone praised the tomato soup, saying that it was not only delicious but also very tasty.

It also has a perfectly balanced sour taste, which makes it very appetizing and increases one's appetite.

The maids standing to the side were all speechless with astonishment at the sight.

They muttered to themselves: This old lady has a weak spleen and stomach due to her advanced age, and many foods are difficult for her to digest.

I never expected to enjoy this tomato soup so much today.

This old lady is old and has a weak spleen and stomach; she can't digest too much food.

This really gave the person in charge of cooking at home a real headache!

The old lady, who usually ate slowly and carefully, and would only eat one bowl of rice before putting down her chopsticks, was acting so strangely today.

Just now, she finished a whole bowl of soup without leaving a drop, and then she personally served herself another big bowl!

They drank two bowls of soup before stopping, and then started picking up other dishes from the table, several of which were new to them.

Once you start eating, you can't stop. Of all the dishes on the table, only the ones bought from Zhaixingfang were completely eaten. The others were only tasted once and then no one touched them anymore.

As soon as they sat down at the table, everyone, adults and children alike, was stuffed. Even the old lady, who usually didn't dare to eat much, was helped by her maid to take a walk in the courtyard to digest her food.

They even brought back a doctor to watch over him.

Everyone was worried that the old lady would eat too much and not be able to digest it, and that something bad might happen.

In the courtyard bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were taking a leisurely stroll, supported by a young maid.

The old lady, with a kind smile on her face, turned to her daughter-in-law beside her and asked softly, "Daughter-in-law, have we recently changed the servant in charge of purchasing ingredients? The dishes today are much tastier than usual!"

Upon hearing this, Xuan'er's mother first shook her head, indicating that she had never heard of this matter, and then after a moment's thought, replied, "Mother-in-law, I'm not quite sure either."

"I'll send someone to the kitchen later to find out where these vegetables were bought, so we can decide where to buy them from now on."

Then he added enthusiastically, "You're right, today's dish is not only exceptionally delicious, but also novel and unique in its presentation."

Many of these are rare treats that our family has never seen before, let alone tasted.

At this point, she couldn't help but sigh softly, and continued regretfully, "It's a pity that the master couldn't come home today to enjoy such a delicious meal together; it's truly a missed opportunity!"

And so, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law strolled leisurely to aid digestion, chatting and laughing about the delicious food on the table that day.

Time passed quietly, and night gradually fell. When it was time to go to bed, Xuan'er's mother was still full of enthusiasm and lay on the bed praising her husband endlessly.

"My lord, you have no idea how wonderful this dish is today! Let me tell you..."

She vividly described the color, aroma, taste, and shape of each dish, as if the delicious flavors were still lingering on her tongue.

Meanwhile, Grand Commandant Song, who had been listening to this for so long that his ears were calloused, finally couldn't help but interrupt, saying, "Madam, you've spent almost the entire evening praising these dishes. Go and rest, and stop nagging!"

However, at this moment, Grand Commandant Song was inwardly suffering and complaining bitterly, because he had been running around and working hard all day.

Exhausted and starving, I finally made it home.

The delicious food his wife described was nowhere to be seen, let alone tasted even a tiny bit.

So he could only sit there pitifully, watching helplessly as his wife excitedly and endlessly praised those non-existent delicacies.

Meanwhile, his stomach, which had been growling with hunger, was now churning violently, as if it were about to rise up and rebel at any moment.

"Oh dear, my husband, how could you do this? I told you how delicious these dishes are, and you wouldn't believe me! Humph, I'm ignoring you now, time for bed!"

Upon seeing this, Madam Song pouted and ignored Grand Commandant Song. After a coquettish sigh, she turned her body and closed her eyes to go to sleep.

"Hehe! Look at your temper, my good wife, when have I ever said you can't talk?"

Why are you so easily angered? Oh dear, it's all my fault..." Grand Commandant Song quickly put on a smiling face and coaxed her gently.

On this seemingly ordinary night, many households in the city found that their dinner tables were adorned with many items that had never been seen before.

They devoured all the food on the table in a flash, enjoying the novel dishes they had never tasted before.

After everyone had eaten until their bellies were round, they had to hold their stomachs and slowly get up to begin taking a leisurely stroll to digest.

The Star-Picking Tower was quiet at night, and Su Yue sat under the jujube tree meditating and cultivating.

The spiritual energy emanating from her nourished the jujube tree, making its trunk thicker and its leaves greener.

At this moment, several fat rats ran around her where she was meditating and lay down to sleep soundly.

The fat rats were sleeping peacefully in the nest that Su Yue had found for them.

Suddenly, they smelled something they couldn't quite place, but they knew what it was that was good for them.

It kept squeaking in its nest.

In the end, the fattest mouse, facing the group of smaller mice, squeaked, squeak, squeak, squeak, its voice sometimes loud and sometimes soft, for quite a while.

Only then did he lead a few rats to the place where Su Yue was meditating and cultivating.

Even while meditating, Su Yue could perceive everything happening around her.

She already knew when the fat mouse arrived, but she didn't care.

Su Yue finished her cultivation when it was just getting light the next day, and then the fat rats woke up all at once.

He stared at Su Yue with those big, beady eyes, as if he could see a hint of guilt in her gaze.

Su Yue immediately grabbed the fattest mouse. "Little Fatty, look at you! I put you on patrol at the Star-Picking Tower, but you spent the whole night basking in the spiritual energy, and then you slept in your burrow all day. You do absolutely nothing all day long. What am I supposed to do with you? You might as well be cooked into soup!"

As soon as the fat mouse heard "stew soup," it understood. It scratched at Su Yue with its four paws and squeaked incessantly in a panic.

"Oh, so you say you want to turn over a new leaf and work hard from now on. No way, you fat rat, you don't keep your word. I'm going to make an account book for you, so you won't deny it."