The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

The concentration of spiritual energy in this orchard is naturally much richer than that in the mortal village.

Xiao Han even wanted to rent a house here.

But she could also feel that Grandma Yuan didn't like being disturbed by outsiders, and she probably wouldn't rent the house to herself at a low price.

It was just to restore the spiritual energy, not to refine it again, so in just half an hour, Xiao Han restored his spiritual power to its previous level.

Granny Yuan picked up a fallen purple-red fruit, placed a dead red-shelled flying insect on it, and asked her to stand a few meters away to entangle the flying insect.

After practicing for more than ten times, Xiao Han's speed and accuracy have greatly improved. The spiritual thread popped out, wrapped around the dead insect, and pulled it back in front of him.

When Granny Yuan saw the intact fruits, she nodded and agreed to let her go into the orchard to search for red-breasted flies.

Xiao Han ran into the orchard excitedly and searched everywhere, just like a child who got a new toy.

The red-armored flying insect has a very eye-catching body color, and it can be easily spotted when lying on the dark purple purple vermilion fruit.

Xiao Han quickly found one and then shot a thread of spiritual power over to it.

However, when the silk thread was about to touch the red-armored flying insect, the red-armored flying insect sensed the danger and suddenly flew up and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Han felt very regretful. He reflected on his own techniques and secretly thought of ways to improve them before continuing to search for flying insects.

This time, when her spiritual power was exhausted, she finally caught eight flying insects.

He took the eight dead flying insects and handed them to Grandma Yuan, and was about to go to the kitchen to continue meditating to recover his spiritual power.

Granny Yuan said, "You go cook, and I can let you have a free meal here."

Xiao Han, who had used up his spiritual power twice and was starving, was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately nodded in agreement.

Granny Yuan took out more than half a pound of spiritual rice, a handful of green and tender vegetables that Xiao Han had never seen before, and two eggs, and handed them to her.

"You can cook, right? Just wash the rice briefly and save the rice water for tea. After blanching the vegetables, just add some salt and sesame oil and mix them together. Use the eggs to make chawanmushi and steam them on top of the rice."

After finishing speaking, he asked again worriedly, "Can you cook such a simple meal?"

Xiao Han nodded hurriedly, "I will do it, I will do it."

As a child who grew up in the countryside and was not favored, she helped her mother to make fire and cook since she was young. She was not afraid of such simple home-cooked dishes.

Only then did Grandma Yuan sit back in her armchair with peace of mind and waved her hand to let her go to the kitchen to get busy.

Monks knew the art of cleaning, so naturally, their pots, pans, stoves, and so on were kept extremely clean. Xiao Han, unable to use the art yet, diligently washed the vegetables with the spiritual water from the water tank.

Then he put water in the big pot, washed the rice briefly, and then prepared to make a fire.

However, she looked everywhere and didn't see any flint, so she had to go out and ask.

"Grandma Yuan, where is the flint?"

Grandma Yuan then remembered that Xiao Han didn't know how to cast a fireball and couldn't use magic to start a fire.

Alas! I still have to do it myself.

Grandma Yuan had no choice but to get up and walk to the kitchen door. She didn't go in, but used her spiritual power to grab a bunch of dry grass from a distance and stuffed it into the stove. Then she snapped her fingers and a cluster of small flames flew into the stove.

Seeing the dry grass burning, Xiao Han hurried over and added dry fruit branches into the stove.

After the branches started burning and the fire stabilized, she put the washed spiritual rice into the pot, and stirred it with a spatula from time to time.

Smelling the fragrance of the high-quality spiritual rice, Xiao Han only felt hungrier.

When the rice is cooked until only a hard core is left in the middle, use a gourd ladle to scoop out the rice and water from the pot, and put it in a bamboo colander to filter out the rice soup.

The water was spiritual water, imbued with a hint of spiritual energy, and the rice was high-grade spiritual rice, two grades higher than the spiritual rice Xiao Han had bought herself. Xiao Han felt that even if Granny Yuan only gave her some rice soup, she would be able to fill her stomach in one go.

After washing the pot, add water to boil and blanch the vegetables, then remove them and mix them with cold water.

Inside the cupboard were milky white lard, a salt shaker, and several powdered seasonings. Xiao Han simply followed instructions, found sesame oil and salt, and tossed the vegetables.

After preparing the vegetables, drain the rice and put it into a small and cute wooden steamer with a diameter of less than one foot and a height of just over one foot.

The egg custard can be steamed in a wooden steamer together with the rice. Xiao Han then took out a white jade bowl from the cupboard that could be sold at a sky-high price in modern times and prepared to beat the eggs.

However, she bumped the two eggs together as usual, and the eggs didn't break. So she increased the force of the bumping, and the eggs were still intact.

Oh my god, the shell of this magic egg is so hard!

Xiao Han was slightly shocked, and finally took an egg and knocked it hard against the edge of the iron pot. This time, the egg finally broke.

Put two eggs into a white jade bowl, add a little salt, stir evenly, put them in a wooden steamer, cover with a round plate slightly larger than the mouth of the bowl, and finally cover with the lid of the wooden steamer.

Put water in the pot and steam the wooden steamer inside for about ten minutes. Then Xiao Han turned off the fire and went outside to shout, "Grandma Yuan, the meal is ready."

Grandma Yuan, who had been resting with her eyes closed, then got up and walked into the kitchen.

She first opened the lid of the wooden steamer and saw another plate covering the egg custard, and she was immediately satisfied.

She used the object control technique to take out the egg custard, removed the plate, and saw the golden and tender egg custard. Grandma Yuan was even more satisfied.

He took out a medium-sized soup bowl from the cupboard, poured half of the rice in the wooden steamer into it, scooped half of the egg custard on the rice, and passed it over with half a plate of vegetables. Then he used the object control technique to carry the wooden steamer, the half-full bowl of egg custard, the plate of vegetables, and a set of bowls and chopsticks out of the kitchen.

When she passed by Xiao Han, she said in a somewhat disdainful tone, "I, an old woman, hate to be mixed with others in the same bowl and dish. Those are for you to eat. You can eat them in the kitchen by yourself."

After saying that, he carried the things and went to the main room to eat.

Xiao Han suddenly felt his eyes getting hot, and his chest was filled with a feeling of being moved.

In the fantasy cultivation novels I read before, most of the cultivators were bad guys, and it seemed that everyone should be selfish.

But when she came to this world of immortal cultivation in a different time and space, the cultivators she met, whether it was Jiang Yaohua and his apprentice, Hu Linghua, or now Grandma Yuan, they all seemed to be very ruthless to her, but in fact each of them helped her more.

The meal that Grandma Yuan gave her might not be worth all the spirit beads she got from catching flying insects that day.

But it doesn't matter, she will remember this kindness in her heart. When she becomes stronger and can earn spirit stones to eat high-end food, she will bring some food to Grandma Yuan's place and cook for her again.

High-quality spiritual rice, spiritual vegetables, and spiritual eggs fed by red-shelled flying insects, this bowl of food really made Xiao Han experience what delicious food on earth is.

She will definitely eat more delicious meals in the future, but Xiao Han knows that she will always remember the deliciousness of this bowl of meal today.