Scientific Travel

Wei Wujiang looked at the bowl in her hand and the bucket of food Deng Yin had eaten, and fell silent.

Ever since Wei Wujiang washed the dishes once, there have been countless dishes that he needs to wash.

Deng Yin really didn't treat him like a patient at all. If he could cook, he would have been the one doing the cooking.

I initially thought Deng had some ulterior motive for rescuing him, but judging from his attitude towards him, I'm not so sure.

If we want to reinforce his status as a savior, we can't, at least we shouldn't, make him do so much work.

As for her claim that she only wanted money, that's absolutely impossible.

Someone with that kind of power would have plenty of people lining up to give her money if she wanted it.

He perfectly ruled out the only correct answer.

Considering the cold weather outside, where water freezes instantly, Deng Yin specially asked him to wash clothes inside the house.

Of course, he was also responsible for washing clothes and mopping the floor.

The longer Wei Wujiang stayed, the more convinced she became that this person was no ordinary individual.

It seemed like there was an endless supply of food in the cellar, and despite the cold weather outside, she never wore a thick coat when she went out.

A week later.

Deng Yin was changing Wei Wujiang's dressing. He usually did this himself this week, but this time Deng Yin was checking how well his wound was healing.

"The recovery is going well; the wound is almost healed. You can have dinner with me tonight."

!!!finally!!!

For the past week, all I've done is drink porridge. Although it tastes great, no one can stand eating the same thing all the time.

“Okay.” Wei Wujiang smiled, a rare occurrence for him.

Wei Wujiang has a clean-cut appearance, but his long military service has tanned his skin, which adds to his age.

Although she's much darker than before, she's still fairer than most people.

Deng Yin was taken aback when he saw him smile.

Looks like I can't make vegetable porridge tonight; the kids have vegetable leaves all over their teeth from eating it.

To celebrate Wei Wujiang's wound healing, Deng Yin prepared a grand feast tonight—a hundred pots of food.

"There are vegetables in the warehouse. Go see what you want to eat. After you wash the vegetables, slice the meat thinly. I'll make the base sauce."

Wei Wujiang had no objections. "Okay."

The long military life did not cultivate Wei Wujiang's superb cooking skills. There were chefs in the army who were in charge of cooking, and even in the face of arduous battles, a meal of three dishes and a soup was the standard.

However, due to recent plant mutations, prices have skyrocketed. Potatoes that used to cost five copper coins per kilogram have now increased to one silver coin, a two-hundred-fold increase.

That's not the main reason; Wei Wujiang is wealthy, and she can afford the mere cost of vegetables.

In the early stages of the plant mutation, the army's rations still included vegetables. Later, the plants became increasingly intelligent, pretending to be ordinary plants even though they were mutated. Many cooks were seriously injured or even killed by the plants.

Yet, people living in such rudimentary conditions can afford to eat vegetables at every meal.

Looking at the warehouse full of vegetables and meat, Wei Wujiang once again confirmed Deng Yin's identity as a master.

There was a wide variety of vegetables, and each type was placed in the same bamboo basket. The basket was large enough to easily hide an adult.

There are more than a dozen of these bamboo baskets in the warehouse, and each one is overflowing.

The cold weather is like a natural refrigerator. The vegetables stored in the warehouse are all cold-resistant. Although freezing can preserve vegetables for a longer time, the vegetables in Deng Yin's warehouse look fresh.

Before Wei Wujiang came to the warehouse, Deng Yin gave him a bamboo basket and told him to use it to carry whatever he needed.

At first, Wei Wujiang thought Deng Yin was making a mountain out of a molehill, but when she saw the food in front of her, she realized that Deng Yin was indeed farsighted.

His mouth was so bland from drinking porridge for so long, he suddenly felt like he had to take a little bit of everything when faced with so many dishes.

The bamboo basket contained not only vegetables, but also meat—a pile of meat of indistinguishable kinds. Wei Wujiang simply took a little of everything.

Washing and sorting vegetables is not difficult, and although it was Wei Wujiang's first time doing it, she did it very well.

It's a bit of a waste.

Slicing meat is no problem for him either; he used to slice people, now he slices meat, and it's pretty much the same thing.

After he had prepared all the side dishes, the pot in front of Deng Yin had already started to bubble.

Deng Yin pointed to the pot and introduced, "This is mushroom soup, and this is chili soup. The chili soup is a bit spicy. See which one you want to eat."

Wei Wujiang's eyes sparkled; this was the first time he had ever eaten baiguo (a type of stew).

Deng Yin noticed his unfamiliarity with cooking; the food he cooked was either undercooked or overcooked. So he explained the cooking time to him one by one.

"Potato slices and sweet potato slices should be boiled for about four minutes. If the meat slices are thick, they only need to be boiled for two or three minutes. Loofah, carrots, and naan should be boiled for three minutes. Bean shoots and bitter greens should be boiled for two minutes. White-headed mushrooms and white fish mushrooms should be boiled for one minute."

"understood."

Wei Wujiang had a very good memory; she remembered it after only hearing it once. Cooking it according to Deng Yin's instructions, the dish indeed tasted much better.

Deng Yin loves meat, so this meal consisted mostly of meat. Wei Wujiang also preferred meat, but after eating meat for almost two months, she was probably tired of it. So this meal consisted mostly of vegetables.

Wei Wujiang might have found the supermarket-style grocery shopping method novel. Or perhaps because she never cooks and lacks a good sense of proportion, she picked up enough ingredients for at least four people.

The two people looked small, but they had big appetites and ate all the food.

They even drank three whole jars of the "Hundred Pots Drink," a must-have for eating Hundred Pots.

After finishing their meal, seeing that Wei Wujiang was about to clean up, Deng Yin stopped her, saying, "Don't bother cleaning up. You're tired today too. Let's clean up together after breakfast tomorrow."

"it is good."

Looking at Wei Wujiang's expressionless face, Deng Yin suddenly found her much more pleasing to the eye.

Because tomorrow is September 1st!

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Deng Yin didn't have a chip and didn't know the exact time, so he had to ask the system what time it was every few minutes.

"System, what time is it?"

"10.53."

"System, what time is it now?"

"11.03."

"System, what now?"

"11.25."

"system--"

This time, before Deng could even ask, the system answered proactively.

"11.31, it's not time yet. I'll let you know when it arrives."

"No, I have something to ask you this time."

"what's up?"

"Since you can control what I get with my one point each month, why don't you—"

The system interrupted Deng Yin: "No, there is a price to pay for doing things behind the scenes. The reason you got 500 gold coins this time is because you already had a chance to get this product. I just moved the time forward. Even so, it still cost 200 energy points."

Deng Yin was taken aback. She hadn't expected that changing the prizes in the system was also against the rules. She had thought that each product was set by the system.

"How much is 200 energy points? How long will that last you?"

"200 days."

So long! I already felt a little guilty knowing the system had to pay a price, but now that I know the price was so high, I feel even more guilty.

"How many energy points will you receive when I complete a task?"

"1000 energy points".

Oh, that's okay.

She originally didn't plan to do either of the two tasks, but the system spent 200 energy points and earned 2000 energy points in return, so why should she feel guilty?