Mu Xue and Mu Xue

After Mu Xue finished preparing the shredded potatoes, she walked briskly back to Mu Zifeng.

At this time, Lin Mo knew that his cooking skills were far inferior to Mu Zifeng's, so he took the initiative to invite his companions to eat.

He was not jealous of this, he was a generous man.

"Looking at your appearance, I think apart from adding too much salt, there is no other major mistake. It's just that your knife skills are not very skilled enough. The potatoes you cut are big and small, which is really unsightly." Mu Zifeng frowned slightly and pointed out Mu Xue's problem seriously.

"I'm going to teach you a new piece of knowledge now: how to make your dishes delicious at first sight. This is about the aesthetics of the dish.

Imagine if you had a delicious dish in front of you, and it was so ugly that it made you want to vomit. Would you think it was delicious?" Mu Zifeng patiently tried to guide Mu Xue to understand the key.

Mu Xue shook her head. "Although I don't like to judge good or bad based on appearance, this is indeed my first subconscious reaction." There was a hint of thought in her eyes.

"Yes, on the contrary, if it looks particularly good, people will subconsciously think that it is particularly delicious. So, what do you understand now?" Mu Zifeng looked at Mu Xue expectantly.

"I understand! I understand that what looks good doesn't necessarily taste good, and what tastes good doesn't necessarily look good!" Mu Xue said excitedly, as if she had discovered a new world.

"...Okay, you are right, but that's not what I want to say. If you want to capture their stomachs, you must first capture their hearts!" Mu Zifeng explained helplessly.

"Ah! Grab the stomach? Grab the heart first, how cruel!" Mu Xue widened her eyes, her face full of surprise.

"..." Mu Zifeng was speechless for a moment.

"Won't all these be dead if we catch them? How are we going to eat them?" Mu Xue rarely communicated with anyone other than Zi Yuan and Lin Mo in the past year, so she didn't quite understand what he was saying.

Her face was full of confusion.

"Okay, let me explain to you what this sentence means. If you want to satisfy their appetite, you must first satisfy their psychology. Do you understand?" Mu Zifeng explained patiently.

"Oh, I understand. So now you want to teach me how to cook good-looking dishes, right?" There was a glimmer of anticipation in Mu Xue's eyes.

"That's right, smart! Come, let me teach you this first..." Mu Zifeng began to seriously teach Mu Xue how to make the dishes look beautiful.

Mu Xue was still concentrating on studying. Time passed quietly. After about a morning, they stopped studying until Zi Yuan came to remind Mu Zifeng that it was time to set off.

Ziyuan's voice broke the silence, like an alarm clock, reminding them of the passage of time.

"Xue'er, how was your study this morning? Did you understand?" Lin Mo asked Mu Xue about her situation, his eyes full of concern.

"I understand, I understand, but I still need to practice more. It won't work if I can only talk about it on paper without practical experience!" Mu Xue said firmly, with a confident smile on her face.

"Yeah, Xue'er is the best!" Lin Mo was not jealous because Mu Xue didn't learn it from him, but learned it from Mu Zifeng.

In his opinion, what was there to be jealous about? He was so happy that he couldn't contain himself! He was truly happy for Mu Xue's progress.

After Lin Mo and several others finished their morning meal, they returned to their respective carriages to practice without staying for long.

After all, the two of them were learning how to cook rather than discussing cultivation knowledge, and they were not here to learn how to cook.

These people are basically children of aristocratic families, and they come from various prestigious families.

Although the children of aristocratic families have much more resources for cultivation than other ordinary people, all kinds of precious elixirs, magic weapons, secret manuals, etc. are supplied in an endless supply, laying a thick foundation for their path of cultivation.

However, they also understand that in the path of cultivation, resources are certainly important, but time for cultivation cannot be neglected.

Time is fair to everyone. If you don't cherish every minute and every second to practice hard, even if you have more resources, it will be difficult to go further on the road to becoming a strong person.

Mu Zifeng methodically packed up the kitchen utensils and other things he brought with him.

He first put out the fire with water, and watched the originally blazing flames gradually extinguish under the impact of the water flow, leaving only wisps of green smoke.

Then he carefully covered the extinguished fire with soil to ensure that no sparks remained to prevent accidental fire.

He put all the useful kitchen utensils back into the storage equipment one by one. After all, these kitchen utensils can still be used and cannot be wasted.

Every movement reveals his carefulness and frugality.

After packing up, Mu Zifeng got on the carriage and continued his journey today.

He sat in the carriage, looking ahead with a determined look.

He expected to arrive at Luanfeng College tonight.

It was a place full of opportunities and challenges, and he was full of expectations.

Mu Xue looked at the scenery outside the carriage reluctantly.

The vast forest is shaded by green trees. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, forming patches of light, like a beautiful painting.

She really likes this place. Every blade of grass and every tree here makes her feel extremely peaceful and beautiful.

If possible, she would like to settle down here, away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

However, she also knew clearly that her strength was too weak.

In this dangerous world, any random demon could easily kill her.

"Oh, let's think about this kind of thing later! I'm really looking forward to the day when I can become a strong man!" Mu Xue sat in the carriage, talking to herself while looking at the picturesque scenery outside.

There was a determination glint in her eyes, and she was full of longing for the future.

"Xue'er, what are you thinking about?" Ziyuan asked curiously, watching Muxue mumbling to herself while gazing out the window. Her voice was gentle and sweet, like a spring breeze.

"Ah! Nothing, I just think this forest is beautiful, and I was thinking how nice it would be if I could live here in the future!" Mu Xue said this with a longing expression on her face.

Her eyes were full of love for the forest and longing for the future.

"It's really beautiful here, but many things have their pros and cons. Even beautiful roses have thorns! It would be okay if there was a strong person with you, but if not, you'd be finished if you encountered danger." Ziyuan analyzed rationally, and her words revealed her concern for Muxue.

"Yes, I think so too. Let's talk about it later. I am still too weak now." Mu Xue said.

A hint of helplessness flashed across her eyes, but was quickly replaced by determination.

She knew that only by continuous hard work and practice could she realize her dream.