Chapter 28 Idea

Author: Guanxu

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 apart by some monster, and there was still blood soaked out.

It should be that the demon hunting team had just finished fighting 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 breathed a sigh of relief. 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.

Mo Shan and his son stayed at home for a few days before they were kicked out of the house by Liu Ruhua - Mo Shan was the captain of the demon hunting team and wanted to lead his team members to hunt monsters, while Mo Hua was a disciple of the sect and wanted to go to the sect.

When practicing, don’t delay too much homework.

Fortunately, Liu Ruhua just couldn't use her spiritual power, so her normal life would not be affected at all.

Mo Shan had no choice but to ask his neighbor's aunt to help take care of him. He would come back often when he was free, and Mo Hua would ask for leave from his teacher every ten days and go home to take a look.

Yan Jiaoxi was reasonable and did not embarrass Mo Hua. He just told him not to waste his practice and sect studies.

A month later, Liu Ruhua's body was almost healed. Although she could only stay at home and couldn't do anything that required spiritual power, otherwise she would cough continuously, but there was no other damage.

Mo Hua finally felt relieved, but found that his mother was not very happy. Although she could still laugh, her expression was obviously much lower than before. Sometimes she would often sit alone and be lost in thought.

Mo Hua was worried but couldn't figure it out, so he asked Mo Shan.

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

Your mother can't use her spiritual power now. If she can't use her spiritual power, she can't do anything, let alone earn spiritual stones."

"I have been busy for half my life, and suddenly I can't do anything, and I can't help you with anything. I feel somewhat empty in my heart..."

Mo Hua felt uncomfortable, so he thought for a moment and asked, "Is there anything else you want to do?"

"Anything else?"

"Well, I'm just interested in things like the Dan Fu Array..."

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 within ten miles that is as delicious as your mother's cooking."

Already."

Mo Shan sighed again: "When your mother and I made a lifelong commitment to become Taoist couples, 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..."

Mo Hua looked at his father who was somewhat blaming himself, and knew that he couldn't be blamed.

Mo Shan's cultivation and Taoist skills 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, the family still cannot make ends meet.

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.

Mo Hua then said: "Don't worry, dad, I will definitely help mom open a big restaurant in the future!"

Mo Shan knew that his son was comforting him, so he touched Mo Hua's head and said with some relief: "Okay!"

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.

Thinking of his wife's depressed look, Mo Shan felt a little distressed, so he patted Mo Hua on the shoulder and said, "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."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Later, 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.

"It would be great if mother could use her spiritual power." Mo Hua thought, but he also knew that this was unlikely.

Diseases come like a mountain, and go away like silk threads. What's more, the root of the disease is accumulated over many years and can only be treated slowly. It may not be cured in a short time.

There must be treasures in the monastic world that can cure the disease, Mr. Feng mentioned a few of them, but there is no way to draw such a family with ink, and if you find the way, you can't even afford it.

Ink painting can only be done.

Another half month later, the hottest month of the year ushered in. The sun was high in the sky and the floor was so hot that Tongxianmen also took a summer break for more than a month as usual.

One annual vacation and one summer vacation are the two longest holidays in a year.

The weather is hot, and monsters don't like to come out, and the monsters that are willing to come out are all fire-based. In such weather, the monsters are more powerful and extremely difficult to deal with, so the summer vacation is also the off-season for monster hunting.

Mo Shan would also stay at home for a longer period of time. Occasionally, if a team member discovered some valuable monsters, he would go out for a few days and then return with some spirit stones or furs from monsters.

One time, Mo Shan went out for a few days and 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..."

"This is the meat of wild mountain cattle. It has no aura and is not worth much money. But compared with other monster beasts, the meat quality is not too bad and the smell is not too bad."

"Recently, the demon hunting team didn't have much harvest. They only had this wild mountain cow. After skinning and cutting the meat, we couldn't sell it at all. They all thought that the beef was hard and old, and it couldn't be boiled and chewed, so we divided some among ourselves.

, brought it back to eat." Mo Shan explained.

Mo Hua said uncertainly: "Dad, do you want to cook this meat?"

Mo Shan rubbed Mo Hua's head, "What? Do you think your father's cooking is not delicious?"

Mo Hua smiled and said nothing.

At noon, Mo Shan cooked the beef. It took him a long time to stew it and served it in a large open white porcelain bowl.

"Try it and see how it tastes!"

There is red beef in a white porcelain bowl.

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 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 tough, and there was no sign of being chewed.

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 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

There is a sense of propriety when it comes to high heat, low heat, when to put what kind of sauce, and how much to put in..."

Hearing this, Mo Hua suddenly asked: "Then if the beef is cooked long enough, can the beef be cooked to pieces?"

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..."

"Normal monks definitely can't do it. The monks who can do it shouldn't be so boring." Mo Shan also said.

"What if we use the formation method?" Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

"Array..." 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, it can grow with just the spirit stone.

It’s time to stew the ingredients, and you don’t have to waste the monk’s spiritual power. However, hiring an array master is very expensive, at least the previous restaurant couldn’t afford to build such a stove.”

"I see……"

The ink painting is thoughtful.

Mo Shan also picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth. He chewed it for a few times and couldn't chew it. 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.

In the evening, Mo Hua practiced the formation on the remaining stele, while thinking about the dining room.

On the second day, Mo Hua did not draw formations at home. Instead, he went out directly to North Street under the bright sun.

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.

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?"

The shopkeeper didn't look down on Mo Hua because of his ordinary clothes, but 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 disciple named Mo and I have something to do with him."
Chapter completed!