After transmigrating, I made a name for myself through my culinary skills.

The two quickly returned to the small kitchen. Ye Lan first put the snails into clean water, added sesame oil, high-concentration white wine, and salt to make the snails quickly expel the sand.

"Are we just going to wait like this?" Jiang Ning asked, puzzled.

"Yes, it will be fine once they finish spitting out the sand, otherwise it won't taste good."

"In this way, I can use my spiritual power to shake out the mud and sand inside them."

After saying that, Jiang Ning started working on the pot of snails. These low-intelligence creatures were not difficult for him to handle.

Ye Lan, standing to the side, was greatly shocked. Spiritual power could be used like this? It's such a waste that the male lead isn't a kitchen helper.

Watching the water gradually turn murky, Ye Lan couldn't help but marvel at how amazing the world was; this cheat was even better than smart home technology.

He took the snails that had expelled the sand to clean them, and then asked Jiang Ning to find some scissors. The two of them cut off the snails' tails together. This time, he didn't let Jiang Ning use any special tricks, because if they lost control of their strength and killed the snails, the taste wouldn't be as good.

After setting the cleaned snails aside, Ye Lan started heating oil in a wok. With Jiang Ning, who possessed both fire and wood spiritual roots, starting a fire was a piece of cake. Once the oil was hot, Ye Lan added chopped ginger, dried chili peppers, minced garlic, and spices. After they released their aroma, he added the cleaned snails and stir-fried them. Then he added white wine and soy sauce, one to remove the fishy smell and the other to season the dish. He noticed that the small kitchen had chili sauce, so he added that as well. He was trained in Sichuan cuisine and, although he didn't have a fire spiritual root, he still loved spicy food.

After stir-frying the snails and seasonings evenly, he added a large bowl of water and then asked Jiang Ning to cheat by increasing the heat and cooking for fifteen minutes. Meanwhile, he went to find two tree branches and shaved them into thin skewers, which he would use later to pick out the snail meat.

When Ye Lan returned, the timing was perfect. He had just gone to find some branches and discovered that there was mint growing in the small kitchen. He picked some tender tips, washed them, and added them to the snails before stir-frying them briefly.

Neither of them had eaten dinner. Ye Lan took out the eggs he hadn't used up that day and made a stir-fry of scallions and eggs. He was currently using this space as a refrigerator, but he didn't know if he could put living things in it. The original owner of this body hadn't tried it, but he would try it when he had the chance.

It was already dark when the two finished preparing the meal. Jiang Ning asked him to pack the food in a food box, saying he was going to take him somewhere.

Jiang Ning flew with him on his sword for a while and they arrived at a small hill near the back mountain. It was very quiet there, with a peach blossom grove nearby. The peach blossoms were in full bloom in February, and there was also a stone table. Sitting at the stone table, you could look up and see the starry sky.

“My brother and I were picky eaters when we were little, and we often ran here to play while eating. So my mother had this stone table made here. Since we didn’t eat inside, we could eat here. But as we grew up, we became more disciplined and rarely came here to eat.”

Jiang Ning spoke of her brother with a hint of sadness, wondering when her brother's leg would heal. Although the Snow Mountain Grass and Spirit Rabbit Marrow had helped her brother improve last time, they hadn't completely cured him.

Ye Lan didn't know how to comfort him, so she took out the food from the food box and poured him some wine from her spatial storage. The original owner of this body didn't have any other hobbies besides drinking, so he used all the money he received from the sect to buy wine, which resulted in him having no travel money on him now, only some wine in his spatial storage. Fortunately, food and drink were free in the sect, which prevented him from starving to death.

"Things will always turn around eventually, it's just a matter of time. You can only find a solution once you've eaten your fill," Ye Lan comforted him, handing him the thin slip of paper.

"Yes, you're right, there will definitely be a turning point."

Smelling the spicy aroma of the snails, Jiang Ning decided to eat his fill first. He refused to believe that his father, as the leader of the Southern Continent Alliance, couldn't cure his brother's leg. Moreover, once he reached the Nascent Soul stage, he could go out and find a cure for his brother.

"You can suck out the juice from the snail first, and then use this skewer to pick out the meat. Remember, you can't eat the rest, you can only eat the meat."

As she spoke, Ye Lan demonstrated to him how to properly eat snails. The snail meat didn't have much spiritual energy, but it was very fragrant and spicy, and after being cleaned, it was perfect as a snack with alcohol.

Jiang Ning tried sucking the juice from the snails, and immediately tasted the spiciness he liked. There wasn't much snail meat, but he loved the juice—it was very fragrant and spicy, and the spicier it got, so he couldn't help but drink a few glasses of wine, which instantly dispelled his earlier sadness.

"Try this scrambled eggs again. It will fill your stomach so you won't get drunk so easily when you drink alcohol."

Ye Lan was worried that he was drinking too much and she wouldn't know how to get back later, so she advised him to eat something first. These eggs were just ordinary eggs, but the advantage was that the ingredients at this time of year were all locally grown, and even without spiritual energy, they tasted better than the eggs laid by the original factory-farmed chickens.

The eggs were very tender. After a few bites, Jiang Ning felt less empty in his stomach and continued eating his favorite spicy snails. He really loved Ye Lan's cooking skills. Even if he were to abstain from grains in the future, he would not be able to appreciate such skills. The sect emphasized the spiritual energy of food, and the dishes they made were all bland in flavor. He didn't know how many delicious foods he had missed in the past.

After the two had eaten and drunk their fill, they lay on the lawn next to each other and looked at the stars. Ye Lan hadn't seen so many stars in a long time. He could only see them when he was a child in the orphanage. At that time, he found the Andromeda and Orion constellations described in the book. Later, he went to the city with his master to learn his skills. The nights were full of bright lights and bustling activity. He had never seen so many stars since.

"gorgeous."

Coming into this world is quite wonderful. There are so many delicious ingredients, and mountains and rivers that he has never seen before. He can feel the difference in this world, which is the meaning of his rebirth. If he can go back, he can consider it as having a comfortable and beautiful dream.

Before he knew it, Ye Lan fell asleep. He was really tired today, both physically and spiritually.

Jiang Ning turned to see him sleeping peacefully and didn't disturb him. Just afraid that he would catch a cold, she took off her own coat and put it on him. Being next to Ye Lan gave her a strange sense of peace, as if everything in this world was worth enjoying.

When Ye Lan was woken up by Jiang Ning, he found himself wearing Jiang Ning's outer robe, and the stone table had been cleaned up. Ye Lan felt a little embarrassed. Any boy would feel embarrassed to be treated like a girl, even if he was gay!

"Sorry I fell asleep. Why didn't you wake me up so we could tidy up together?" Ye Lan handed the outer garment back to Jiang Ning and couldn't help but ask the question.

“It’s no trouble at all, I made it in no time. But I was afraid you’d catch a cold if you didn’t get up soon. We should go back now. Elder Shanchun will be teaching us cultivation tomorrow. He’s quite strict, so we can’t be late.”

Elder Shanchun is nothing like his name suggests. He is not gentle and kind like spring, but very strict. He is in charge of their physical training. Once, a disciple was late because he couldn't get up because it was too cold. Elder Shanchun threw him into the water to swim for an hour before he came back to class. He did not want his disciples to be people who crave enjoyment. Moreover, since they have embarked on the path of cultivation, they must overcome these worldly desires. Otherwise, how can they reach a higher realm?

Thinking of Elder Shanchun, Ye Lan couldn't help but shudder; he was just like the headmaster from his school days.

Jiang Ning first escorted him back to his room, and then went to return the food box and bowls and chopsticks.

Inner disciples have their own private rooms, which are not big but offer privacy, which is something Ye Lan is grateful for. He was originally twenty-three years old, but because he went to an orphanage as a child and didn't attend kindergarten, he went straight to primary school. He was only twenty-one when he graduated from university. After living alone for two years, he felt a little embarrassed to live with these kids again. Speaking of which, these kids are really well-nourished. When he was sixteen, he was only about 1.7 meters tall, but now most of these sixteen-year-old cultivators are already 1.75 meters tall. Jiang Ning is estimated to be nearly 1.8 meters tall. Ye Lan noticed that Jiang Ning was half a head taller than him when they first met.

The first thing Ye Lan did upon returning to her room was to wash up. She was covered in the spicy aroma of snails, and this smell would be quite different if she stayed overnight.

You need to be clean and tidy before you can sleep comfortably.