Chapter 12: Foundations of Spirit Cuisine

Under the sun, upon the wasteland.

At this moment, the corpse-buriers were surrounding the corpse that Du En and Wei Ming had just carried over, looking at each other in dismay.

"Cough, cough, cough... Is, is this Luo Heng?"

Staring at that head with half of it shattered, Ning Caize was somewhat uncertain, even unable to help but feel that his old eyes might truly be failing him, to the point of having hallucinations.

"It's him! It's definitely him!"

"This ugly mug, it must be that guy, no mistake!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! This beast, he died well!"

Ning Caize was suddenly a bit embarrassed, not expecting Du En to state it so bluntly.

Perhaps because a channel for emotional release had appeared, the group's corpse-burying efficiency was very high today; just at dusk, they had already finished burying the day's corpses.

Only, while coughing, they were also winking and making faces.

Wow! These seniors are truly, tsk, unbearable to look at!

They separated the chopped firewood into dry and wet, storing the dry in a corner of the courtyard and leaving the wet to air out on both sides of the courtyard gate where the trash had been cleared.

After finishing this work, the sky had already turned dark.

It was mainly brown rice, salt, cloth, and a few other items such as smoked meat and dried fish.

With a refreshed mood, they carried their shovels back home.

"Cough, cough, this, it's mainly because everyone is happy."

"Du En, because of Luo Heng before, we couldn't go shopping, and the firewood is almost used up. Now that Luo Heng is dead and we returned early today, these things can be done."

"I wonder which hero or good fellow made the move!"

However, because Du En had no objections, the matter was allocated just like that.

Ning Caize's words were not without reason, and they immediately calmed the high-spirited others, causing them to feel worried.

If they couldn't do anything while he was alive, shouldn't they at least vent their anger now that he's dead?

Thus, in the subsequent process of burying the corpses, if they accidentally discovered a corpse had no poison or other hidden dangers, they would immediately shovel it in, mixing it with the soil, and finally, like chive segments in dumpling filling, pack it into a clump and bury it.

Returning to their residence, the sun had not yet set.

Earn stones in the border city, spend them in the border city; don't even think about taking a cent home.

Because everyone had their own needs and bought things together, under Du En's decision, the spirit stones for this were taken in turns, one person paying each time, and this time it was Ning Caize's turn.

Then, they began to show strange expressions.

Du En did not take a nap immediately, but instead took out the small pouch he had obtained from Luo Heng, which had already been cleaned.

What is meant by "great capacity"?

"Eh? It's not a spell, it's actually about Spirit Cuisine..."

Ning Caize nodded upon hearing this and said, "Then I'll go cook, hehe, let you guys cough, cough!"

Du En clapped his hands and said, "Regardless, since the Blood Eagle Gang didn't come over in a big way to demand an explanation from us, and only had the corpse transporters send the bodies over, then I estimate they won't target us for now."

Ning Caize finished cooking the meal, and Wei Ming finished buying all sorts of things on his end.

Everything was laid out and piled up, enough to last for a period of time.

Spirit Cuisine, which is Spirit Food, uses reasonable ingredient pairing and various cooking techniques to combine and express the dietary and medicinal properties contained within the ingredients, promoting changes so that the human body can easily absorb them, thereby promoting the growth of the body and cultivation.

The matter of bringing the newcomer to familiarize themselves with the environment should have been done long ago, but it was delayed; now it could be settled all at once.

Although the food he could access now, besides brown rice and coarse grains, and ordinary vegetables, fruits, and meat that required spirit stones, was only a strange owl that would deliver itself to his door for free.

Then again, today there was the extra meal of Luo Heng's blood, and no owl was obviously hungry enough to deliver itself to the door to completely solve the hunger problem.

"For the firewood, two people come with me; we'll dump the trash on the way. Finally, for the shopping, one of you two just go and take Wei Ming to buy things."

What is meant by the demeanor of a great general?

It is one of the hundred arts of immortal cultivation!

Seven low-grade spirit stones, and a few sheets of paper.

It's just that the most basic price is one low-grade spirit stone, with no change given, so every time Du En and the others go shopping now, they concentrate their needs, scraping together here and there to buy everything that one low-grade spirit stone can afford.

"Cough, cough... You guys, don't think it's that simple. The Blood Eagle Gang is still there. It's just one Luo Heng; sooner or later, someone will appear to replace him. Moreover, this guy's death might even implicate us; after all, those guys love to kill the chicken to warn the monkey."

If there were extra help, it would be easier to achieve the goal.

However, in these primitive mountains and forests of the Southern Border, actually, as long as one has the heart, one can still find some medicinal herbs, right?

Hearing the boss say this, the group's chaotic thoughts settled.

"That's right, once Luo Heng is dead and the trouble is gone, we won't have to live in fear!"

I don't know where that guy Luo Heng got his hands on it. Although it was only a few sheets of paper with a few hundred tiny characters, describing only some basic principles and a foundational framework, the dietary and medicinal logic contained within was already extremely precious.

Looking back at Du En, who was calm and waveless, just silently doing his work, they suddenly felt a stark contrast!

After finishing the meal, distributing the items, and chatting for a while, Wei Ming, who was still quite excited from shopping, couldn't help but start yawning.

Wei Ming, having just removed his newcomer headgear and not having been truly oppressed by Luo Heng, looked at the actions of the other four and couldn't help but exclaim this in his heart.

Each returned to their own room.

He took it out and opened it to look.

This is it!

While chopping wood, Du En split the broken tree he had made for himself, completing the destruction of the evidence.

"If only we knew who it was, we would definitely thank him properly!"

I must study hard and strive for improvement!

Wei Ming, as always, was still learning from Du En today.

The other three reacted, finished confirming, and all felt refreshed.

Finishing the sentence in one breath, he started coughing again.

Ning Caize leaned over and said this to Du En.

Du En answered for him: "He is hinting at whether I can conveniently clear away the kitchen waste piled up at the doorway, and also, since everyone is happy today, can we not cook strange owls?"

Since Luo Heng's death had not yet drawn any trouble, they should seize the time to make some breakthroughs before the Blood Eagle Gang turned their guns on them.

He opened the binding and took a look inside.

Another spell?

Although they were all just mundane objects, they required spirit stones to purchase.

Watching this performance by Old Ning, the gazes of the other four people suddenly became a bit subtle.

After a hurried wash and change, they split up and began their actions.

Simply put, that is how it is.

Du En made the arrangements.

As for now, continue working, continue burying corpses.

Of course, at any rate, these mundane items were not priced too outrageously; one low-grade spirit stone could buy several hundred catties of rice.

"I hope that what this guy has hidden in his stomach can be something good..."

Wei Ming spoke bluntly: "Senior Ning, is there anything else you have to say?"

After reading it thoroughly and memorizing it completely, Du En immediately began to ponder it.

He did not mind this side of things.

However, watching him silently lower the shovel in his hand, it was clear he did not want to hunt a strange owl to take back for dinner.

Like a signal, the small courtyard in the dark night soon returned to tranquility.

He had not paid special attention to it before, but now it seemed he should go and look for it.

After pondering this, it was natural to take a short nap to build up energy before grinding the cultivation technique.

(End of this chapter)