After hoarding billions of goods and traveling through the book, he farmed in another world to suppo

But when he smelled the aroma that became more and more fragrant, he finally couldn't help showing his curiosity and surprise, "Is this pickled fish?"

"Isn't this pickled fish?" Xiao Li washed the basin containing the fish and prepared to use it to put the pickled fish out of the pot.

Hearing his obvious question, Yu Qingshan fell into self-doubt, "What about the pickled fish I ate before?"

After receiving a huge sum of money, Xiao Li now found him quite pleasing to the eye. He glanced at him and asked, "How did you do it before?"

Hearing this, Yu Qingshan's mouth twitched. He thought to himself, wasn't this the question he asked him? Why did he turn around when asked?

Recalling the pickled fish he had eaten at Qingshan Temple, Yu Qingshan couldn't help but sigh, "Just boil the water, then pour the pickled vegetables and fish in, cook it and eat it!"

Before leaving the mountain, life in the temple was actually very poor.

He was self-sufficient by relying on three farms. Later, he rented one of the farms to the people and collected some rent.

Fortunately, those who practice Taoism are in good health and generally do not suffer from minor illnesses or disasters. Even if they feel unwell, most people in the temple will go to the doctor. They live in the mountains, so if they need any medicine, they will go directly to the mountains to pick it. If there is no medicine, they will go to the foot of the mountain to buy it.

Sometimes when they collected too much herbs, they would sell some to the clinic and herbal medicine shop at the foot of the mountain, and use the money to buy salt and some things that could not be made in the temple.

After hearing his description of how to make pickled fish, Xiao Li was speechless. "What's the difference between this and making pig food?"

“…No.” Yu Qingshan thought about how other people cooked pig food to feed pigs, and it seemed to be the same as their method. His face looked a little excited.

However, for the sake of his sect's image, he decided to explain, "There's no dedicated chef in the temple. Everyone takes turns cooking, so the taste varies. It's not like everyone's cooking is bad."

"Heh..." Xiao Li smiled meaningfully, too lazy to expose his lies.

But with that smile of his, it made no difference whether he said it out loud or not.

Yu Qingshan felt his face getting hot. "Is this almost done?"

"Yeah." Xiao Li responded, and while taking the vegetables out of the pot, he said, "It's time to put out the fire."

"Hey!" Yu Qingshan was eager to find something else to divert his attention. Besides, this was something he was familiar with, so he quickly moved the burning firewood to the ashes under the stove.

Xiao Li washed the pot and then took the pickled fish out. Yu Qingshan also followed with a bowl of vegetables and three sets of bowls and chopsticks.

"Yuan'er, you can eat now."

"I know, come on."

After sitting down, each of them took a steamed bun bought on the road and started eating.

Lu Yuan first picked up a piece of pickled fish with chopsticks, blew on it, and put it into her mouth, then...

"Shaha~Shaha~My mouth~My mouth hurts~Shaha~" The boy said while breathing out continuously, but he was reluctant to spit out the fish in his mouth.

Xiao Li looked at it with amusement, "Forget it if you can't finish it, I'll ask the waiter to bring something else later."

"No~Sha~It's delicious~" Lu Yuan gave him a disapproving look. To prove that he could eat it, he took another piece of fish with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, "I can eat it!"

You can eat even if your mouth hurts!

Xiao Li shook his head helplessly, "It won't be so spicy if you eat some steamed buns. I'll make something less spicy next time."

Afraid that he wouldn't be used to it, Xiao Li only added one chili pepper. Unexpectedly, he couldn't stand this little bit of spiciness. It seemed that he couldn't eat spicy food.

However, when Lu Yuan heard him say that, she immediately glared at him and said, "No, I can eat spicy food too! How can a family share two pots of food? No way!"

In his impression, eating from separate pots meant they were no longer a family, just like when they were in the Lu family, they and the first and third wives ate from separate pots.

The first and third wives are one family, and the second wife is another family. They are no longer a family.

"Even family members don't necessarily have the same tastes. Just like Yuan'er can't eat spicy food, Bao'er is a child and can't eat spicy food either. If I cook something non-spicy for you, does that mean we are no longer a family?"

Xiao Li patiently explained to him, and when he saw that his expression was no longer so firm, he continued, "And me, if I don't like the food at home, I can cook something I like myself. Then, are we no longer a family?"

"We're family." Lu Yuan shook her head and looked at the bowl of pickled fish with a conflicted look. She wanted to eat it but was afraid of the spicy taste. "But it's really delicious! Can't I eat it?"

Xiao Li: “…” So this is the legendary being both bad and in love, right?

There was nothing Xiao Li could do about it. He picked up half a bowl of pickled fish and put it in his bowl. "No problem, Yuan'er, as long as you can handle it, you can eat as much as you want."

"I knew that you, Xiao Si, were the best to me!" Lu Yuan took a bite of the pickled fish happily, and her words sounded so sweet.

"Eat quickly." Xiao Li pinched his face amusedly and looked at him lovingly.

It is said that those who keep company with vermilion will become red, and those who keep company with ink will become black. This is indeed true. After staying with Bao Ge'er for a long time, the little husband's words have become sweeter and sweeter.

When there is food to eat, Lu Yuan is always more generous and doesn't say anything even when his face is pinched.

The two were very sweet, but Yu Qingshan looked at the pickled fish in the bowl with a bitter and resentful look.

Just now, when he heard Lu Yuan say that her mouth hurt, he only ate vegetables. But when he saw Lu Yuan eating pickled fish, he became even more confused.

Is this delicious or not? Does it hurt my mouth? Then why is Xiao Li okay?

But not only did I give him money, I also helped watch the fire. If he didn't eat it...

It’s such a loss!

After struggling for a long time, he finally made up his mind to pick up the pickled fish and put it into his mouth. The result was...

When the salty, fragrant, sour and spicy taste exploded in his mouth, he immediately regretted it.

Why did I hesitate just now when it was so delicious? If I had eaten it right away, wouldn't I have been able to eat a few more bites? No, I had to eat it all back!

At the end of the meal, he lay on the chair, unable to move. Seeing this, Lu Yuan was surprised. "Master Qingshan, are you very hungry?"

Hearing this, Yu Qingshan was almost petrified. After a while, he coughed dryly twice and said, "I am indeed very hungry. I haven't eaten for a whole day."

Lu Yuan nodded in understanding, "So that's how it is. I was wondering why the Taoist priest looked like he had been hungry for days!"

Yu Qingshan: “…” Young Master, you don’t actually have to say it.

Xiao Li came back after packing up his things and heard these words. The smile on his face never faded.

Facing Lu Yuan, this easy-to-fool little brother, Yu Qingshan didn't think anything of it. But when he met Xiao Li's understanding gaze, he couldn't sit still any longer. "I'm going out to digest my food."

After saying that, he left quickly.

Xiao Li extended his hand towards Lu Yuan, "Yuan'er, do you want to help digest your food? Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to finish your meal."

"Oh, okay!" Lu Yuan didn't really want to move, but when she heard him mention dusk food, she put her hand on it very decisively.

How can you not eat evening meal?