Star Iron: Maple of Reincarnation

The first month of the year is the busiest month for Xianzhou.

This is probably a traditional custom left over from the ancient imperial dynasties before the Xianzhou Alliance set out. Every first month of the year, the streets will be decorated with bright red, firecrackers will sound continuously, and all walks of life in Luofu will take a holiday during these days.

If conditions permit, those who have wives, children and parents will gather together for a reunion dinner. If there is no family, a few good friends will gather together to drink a pot of wine. This is the Spring Festival.

In fact, there is no distinction between spring, summer, autumn and winter in Luofu, and the temperature does not change significantly throughout the year. However, due to the habit left over from ancient times, people still call January to March spring.

During the spring break, Fu Xuan would either drink tea and read divination texts alone in Taibusi, or be dragged by Jingyuan to play chess. He didn't really have any concept of taking a break.

Now, in a courtyard in Changletian, Fu Xuan was chopping green onions into small pieces at a fast speed. Although she was not good at cooking, she was still good at these basic tasks. She volunteered to help Mo Feng. Moreover, under Mo Feng's guidance, she could already cook many dishes.

"Prepare the sauce according to this list." Mo Feng handed Fu Xuan a piece of paper covered with handwriting, and then stewed the fish pot.

"Hmm." Fu Xuan read through the ten lines at a glance, then skillfully searched for seasonings in the kitchen.

Although Mo Feng seemed calm and composed, he was actually panicking inside. It was because Fu Xuan's parents were coming. They should have arrived earlier, but they were delayed for a few hours by a sudden cosmic wind on the way. But they should still be able to arrive tonight.

A future general of Xianzhou would actually be afraid of such a thing. If this were to get out to others, it would be so funny that everyone would die of laughter. If the soldiers under him heard it, they would laugh at him for two and a half years.

But after all, it was the first time I met Fu Xuan's parents, so it was understandable that I was nervous.

"Are you nervous?" How could Fu Xuan not know Mo Feng's little trick? He could guess it without fortune-telling. After all, he could tell by the sweat on his forehead.

"It's too hot." Mo Feng said stubbornly.

"Then don't be nervous. I wanted to say a few words to comfort you." Fu Xuan mixed the seasoning and placed it on the cooking table.

"I feel like you've become more sinister. Is it my illusion?" Mo Feng felt that Fu Xuan spent more time teasing him.

"Hmm." Fu Xuan picked up the garbage and put it into the trash can, then happily set up the dinner plates.

Then she went back to the kitchen and quietly hugged Mo Feng from behind: "Okay - I won't tease you anymore. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. Besides, my parents like you very much."

Just when Mo Feng wanted to say something, footsteps were heard... someone seemed to be coming.

The heart that had been comforted by Fu Xuan immediately rose to his throat again. Here he comes... The real master has come...

Of course Fu Xuan heard it, so he let go of her hand and walked out. It had been almost a few decades since they last met. After all, Fu Xuan was in Luofu and they were in Yuque, so it was not convenient for them to meet. Although they were in the same Immortal Boat Alliance, the distance between the various Immortal Boats was often quite far.

"This is it... Don't get lost again, you're such a directionally challenged person." Fu Xuan heard a familiar scolding voice. When he was a child, his mother seemed to often taunt his father like this. Now it sounded more like flirting.

"You've made the mistake three times. You won't make the mistake this time. Trust me." Another person said seriously, as if trying to ease the embarrassment.

Fu Xuan stood quietly at the door of the main room.

Why am I suddenly a little nervous... These are obviously my parents... I wasn't nervous just now, I must have been infected by Mo Feng.

Slowly, the two figures gradually emerged.

Fu Xuan's heart was also beating fast.

"Oh my...my Fu Xuan is so tall now." Fu Chen, who is very good at chatting, smiled and wanted to come over to hug his daughter.

Oh my, I was so nervous just now, but suddenly I feel a little angry. What's going on? Fu Xuan smiled and dodged the hug from his father, and hugged Su Wan, his mother, who was beside him.

"If you don't know how to speak, don't speak." Su Wan smiled helplessly.

My daughter's figure hasn't changed in a hundred years, so why are you bringing up such a topic?

Fu Chen was very hurt, and he just wanted to ease the atmosphere.

Besides, isn't my daughter cute? She has both good looks and a good figure...

"Welcome to Luofu, father and mother." Fu Xuan said. It seemed that his parents had never been out of Yuque. This was their first time to come to other immortal boats.

"I, Fu Chen, would like to ask General Luofu to take good care of me." Fu Chen said with a big smile, holding his daughter's hand.

Su Wan flicked Fu Chen's head and said, "How old are you? Are you childish? By the way, where is Mo Feng?"

She and Fu Chen came here to reunite for the Spring Festival, and of course to meet their future son-in-law. Although she had heard a lot of rumors about Mo Feng, seeing is believing. Although Fu Xuan had sent her a photo of her and Mo Feng on his phone, she had never seen him in person.

"He's still in the kitchen...please sit down first." Fu Xuan said.

"Oh, you can cook, not bad." Fu Chen sat on an ancient wooden chair, and Su Wan sat next to him. There were already several dishes on the table, some of which were Luofu specialties, some were Yuque local specialties, and some were exotic delicacies that he had never seen before.

There is one last dish left - black fish stew. In Mo Feng's knowledge system, black fish stew seems to have a special meaning. It's a pity that he can't remember it anymore, but it tastes delicious. Except that the preparation is a bit troublesome, it can be said to be a top-notch delicacy.

"Black fish? Yuque doesn't seem to have this kind of fish. Speaking of which, fish can be considered a feature of Yuque..." Fu Chen stroked his non-existent beard, stroking it in the air. He had forgotten that he had shaved it before going out, but he couldn't change the habit for a while.

"It was imported from the company. It's the largest black fish that Mo Feng liked. I heard it came from a lake in a distant star called Platinum Bay." Fu Xuan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Feng came out of the kitchen, timidly holding the fish pot and brought it to the center.

On the battlefield, he could be a brave warrior, but now... he would rather disappear from the world...

"Dad...Mom?" Mo Feng whispered. Out of politeness, he certainly couldn't pretend not to see it, which was too rude. Even though he was very nervous, he still said it. But his attitude was like that of a child who had done something wrong.

"Can't you hear me if my voice is so soft?" Fu Chen said righteously, as if he was radiating a thousand-foot brilliance from his whole body.

Then Su Wan flicked his head again: "Don't listen to his nonsense. When he met my parents, his voice was even softer."

"Keep some dignity as a father-in-law!" Fu Chen said with a wry smile. He wanted to get back at his future son-in-law for the intimidation he received when he met his father-in-law. But his wife and daughter didn't help him. He was left alone.

"Dignity? He is a general, what do you want?" Su Wan said with a smile.

Fu Chen sighed, that's all...

Yes, Mo Feng is a general... Who in the world can have two generals call him dad? I, Fu Chen, am the first one in history.

"Eat some food, eat some food..." In order to ease the embarrassment, Fu Chen picked up some Yuque delicacies - fish skin tofu and put them into his mouth.

"Oh my god - cough cough..." Fu Chen choked and quickly drank some water.

Mo Feng was shocked - is it too unpalatable? No way... No way, I clearly tried it and Fu Xuan said it tasted good... It must be that the orthodox Yuque people can't get used to my weird way of cooking. It's over, the first impression is ruined. How can I make up for it and let Fu Xuan say something good?

"Is this fish skin tofu?" Fu Chen asked seriously.

"Yes..." Mo Feng replied in a low voice.

"You did it?" Fu Chen continued to ask.

"Yes..." Mo Feng's voice lowered.

Help me, Fu Xuan’s wife.

Half an hour passed.

“It’s simply the most delicious dish on earth! Even the local people of Yuque can’t cook such an authentic specialty!” There seemed to be light in Fu Chen’s eyes.

Su Wan and Fu Xuan both knew that Fu Chen seemed to have a funny personality. He was very serious on weekdays, but when he relaxed, he was just like a child.

But Mo Feng didn't know and was frightened by his father-in-law.

what?

"Are you from Luofu?" Fu Chen asked, "You didn't sneak here from Yuque, did you? That's not right. If you sneak here, you shouldn't be able to master such authentic cooking methods. I haven't eaten such authentic food for nearly a hundred years."

Fu Xuan certainly knew that because Qing Feng was Mo Feng's previous life, he was extra familiar with Yu Que.

"As long as you like it..." Mo Feng was sweating profusely... I was scared to death...

"Okay, this dish is not bad, it has a fairy flavor. Wow, is this the black fish stew? Smells so good..." Fu Chen was just talking, and then Su Wan hit him on the head again, making it the third time.

"Be serious, is that reasonable?" Su Wan sighed. It has not been easy for her these years...

Fu Chen held his forehead and ate his meal with a smile on his face.

Fu Xuan had said that Mo Feng was a good cook, but Fu Chen didn't expect it to be so outrageous. He was almost comparable to a professional chef. No, no, the chef in the Mingyue Manor restaurant in Yuque would be so ashamed to eat these dishes.

Although Fu Chen had restrained himself a lot, he still praised Mo Feng's craftsmanship.

No matter what, this also made Mo Feng feel relieved. His father-in-law seemed to be quite easy-going, and his mother-in-law was also gentle and generous, like an enlarged version of Fu Xuan, with the same pink hair and the same chubby face. But Fu Xuan would never grow up in his life, right?