I became a spiritual husband and was forced to farm

Qin Sheng smiled politely, and Sister Fu became more alive when she talked about eating.

"Don't go too far. I cook very quickly. It doesn't matter if you don't meet them. There are already so many wild eggs, enough for our dinner!"

Fu Yao also gave special instructions. Although he was worried about her safety, what was more important was that she was really fast at cooking.

I made three earthen stoves, one for steaming rice, one for steaming eggs and stir-frying, and one for making soup, which was just right.

From the storage bag, he took out a steamer, a large iron pot, an alchemy furnace, various seasonings, and about a pound of mutant rice.

Steam the rice first, then prepare all the ingredients and boil a large pot of water.

Qin Sheng came back very quickly, holding a monster the size of a calf in his hand. If it weren't for the dark gray feathers and flat yellow beak, I might not have been able to tell that it was a duck.

Fu Yao was so surprised that she could stuff an egg into her mouth, and her glaring eyes pleased Qin Sheng.

"I'll do the cooking."

Fu Yao hadn't come out of the shock yet, so she said in a daze.

"It needs to be scalded with boiling water so that the feathers on the duck can be easily torn off. The boiling water is already boiling in the pot."

Qin Sheng took a look and saw that the capacity of the pot was only a little, and half of the duck body might not be able to be boiled. Then he looked at Fu Yao hesitantly.

Only then did Fu Yao react.

"There is too little water in the pot, let me boil some more."

Fu Yao poured the boiling water into the iron bucket she had prepared before. Now she had to think about how to eat the duck. She never expected that the third-level duck was so big. Would the higher-level ones be bigger?

Make an old duck soup. The duck must have lived for a few years. The older the duck is, the better the soup will be.

Make salted duck and roast duck as an after-dinner snack. It’s a pity that Fu Yao doesn’t want to cook the duck offal because the taste is too overwhelming!
As a casual cultivator who made a living, Qin Sheng was quite efficient in his work, and soon a clean duck was ready. Fu Yao also took advantage of this time to make a roast duck stove and set up a stove.

After working for half an hour, all the ingredients were ready and a full table was set.

Each person had a bowl of spiritual rice. After one sip, Qin Sheng immediately understood that this was a second-grade spiritual rice. The sip he just took was a middle-grade spiritual stone. It was heartbreaking!
As an extremely poor casual cultivator, I know the prices of these things very clearly. The second-grade spiritual rice is not only five pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones per pound, but it is also limited. It can be said that even if there are spiritual stones, it does not matter. People cannot eat with an open stomach.

Now that people who have only met twice are treated with such expensive spiritual food, the value of this little girl Fu Yao is probably much higher than she imagined!

The pure spiritual energy penetrated into every meridians of the body along the esophagus, and the meridians that were originally aching were relieved a lot. Qin Sheng's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that eating spiritual food could have such an effect. No wonder it was so expensive!

Fried eggs with green onions. The eggs are golden and crispy, with the unique fragrance of green onions. Qin Sheng, who had only eaten the food as a child, was conquered at once. The speed of using chopsticks has improved a lot, and she no longer cares about being shy. .

The steamed egg is very smooth and tender. With a slight sip, the quivering steamed egg slides into the throat. The salted duck retains the original flavor of the duck, and the meat is very firm. If you taste it carefully, the duck skin is fat but not greasy!
What surprised Qin Sheng the most was the roasted duck with sliced ​​skin. Because it was brushed with a secret sauce, her mouth was watering even before the meal started. All the fat on the skin was roasted out, so the duck skin was crispy and the duck meat was firm.

The funny thing is that the old duck soup is cooked in a Dan furnace. All the delicious flavor of the duck is locked in the soup. It is presented in a delicate blue and white porcelain bowl. It has a mellow fragrance, with a faint sourness and sweetness, which makes people feel happy. Qin Sheng, who had a great appetite and felt full, felt that he could eat three bowls of rice.

Pushing aside the golden-colored oil beads that are unique to ducks, the snow-white soup suddenly appeared in front of you. After a brief sip, your whole body trembled, and the indescribable fragrance lingered between your lips and teeth, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

The eight dishes on the table were swept away by the two of them, including the roast duck as an after-dinner snack.

"Hiccup!"

Qin Sheng quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment. Unexpectedly, she was full of food. Because she was full of spiritual energy, she couldn't digest it for a while. Fortunately, she had become a foundation-building monk and her body functions had increased several times. Otherwise, she would have never eaten it. She will definitely have problems on a spiritual diet.

This meal, even if Qin Sheng becomes a god, refines the body, or Mahayana, and eats a lot of expensive spiritual food, it will never be able to match the warmth and deliciousness of this night!
Fu Yao was also a little confused. It was delicious for two people to eat. Normally, these meals would last for two days. Unexpectedly, she was full, but she tried her best not to show any abnormality, otherwise she would only be afraid of her own pride. His identity needs to be revealed.

In order to maintain this identity, Fu Yao decided not to use spells, and all the battles on this day were done with swordsmanship.

This not only maintains the sense of mystery, but also is more in line with the rhetoric of sword cultivators going down the mountain to experience.

The stars in the world of immortality are bright and twinkling, and a shooting star streaks across the sky.

Fu Yao knows that in the Blue Star, this is the universe where a planet disintegrates and causes fire due to friction with the air. In the world of immortality, it is the annihilation of a world and the burning of the last life. In essence, it is the disappearance of life!
The end of one life may be another new life. Fu Yao looked at the stars in the sky, and her whole person became much more open-minded!

Because of the formation, no one without eyes would disturb the two of them at night. They were already foundation-building monks and they didn't need to sleep at all. After a few rounds of spiritual energy, their fatigue would dissipate.

Early the next morning, the two set out again to explore the swamp.

In one day, no valuable spiritual plants or monsters were seen at all. It seemed that the direction chosen this time had been swept away, because some traces of fighting were still obvious.

Until the third day, we came to a hidden place in the swamp. It seemed that no one had ever set foot here.

The water in the swamp is crystal clear, and the gently undulating water contains colorful aquatic plants, which are of high quality.

There are many lotus flowers floating on it, which seem to be lotus flowers or canopies, but they are all spiritual plants of the sixth level and above, covering the entire area with flowing water.

Seeing this, Qin Sheng's breathing quickened. There was such a high-grade spiritual plant in the swamp. This place was not very deep, so no one noticed it.

It's rare to see such a treasure growing in one place. Qin Sheng rubbed his eyes and took another look. It was not an illusion.

There is a small island not far away. There are ancient blue and green trees growing on the island. The leaves are as white as frost and the spiritual energy is lingering around it. It looks very mysterious.

The sunlight shines through the leaves on the water, but it reflects a light blue color. The two-level contrast is so obvious that I don’t know how it is formed!