Chapter 40: An Immortal-Like Man
Su Muyao blinked, feeling that it must be a misunderstanding.
He was coaxing her like a little girl!
Or perhaps he was just a naturally gentle person who treated everyone this way.
Su Muyao quickly steadied her mind, refusing to let herself drown in his gentle aura.
She abruptly withdrew her hand and said, “Um, it… it’s fine now.”
Wen Nanxi said softly, “I’ll skewer the rest. You go play for a while.”
Su Muyao felt uncomfortable with that. “I should help too!”
It wasn’t right to let someone work while she played on the side.
Besides, she would be eating these skewers for lunch too.
“Be good, it will only take a moment.”
Looking into Wen Nanxi’s warm yet serious eyes, Su Muyao stopped insisting.
Although she didn’t work, she sat nearby and watched Wen Nanxi.
Wen Nanxi controlled his ability, skewering the meat without even touching it.
And his speed was incredible.
Even while doing such a task, every movement exuded an elegant and noble temperament.
Su Muyao didn’t idle around either; she found some stones and built a rectangular grilling stand.
This way, firewood could go inside, and the skewers could be placed on top, making grilling easier.
When they went to the city later and earned some spirit stones, she could have a blacksmith make a wire mesh.
That would make grilling things at home even more convenient.
After that, Su Muyao checked on the sheep intestines she had been soaking in white wine and water.
They were ready now.
She prepared some meat filling and stuffed it into the intestines.
Then she tied them with cotton string and used a wooden skewer to prick holes for air bubbles.
While Su Muyao was busy with this, Wen Nanxi had already finished skewering all the meat.
Witnessing Su Muyao make such food using sheep intestines, Wen Nanxi showed a hint of surprise.
He had truly never seen such a method before.
Previously, when hunting wild beasts, the offal would all be thrown away.
But Su Muyao was skillful, always managing to turn these things into clean and delicious food.
Just as Su Muyao was about to start a fire to boil the sausages, Wen Nanxi had finished skewering. “All done. I’ll start the fire!”
“Oh, okay.”
Wen Nanxi didn’t ask what she was making; he just sat down and silently tended the fire.
Su Muyao proactively explained, “This food is called ham sausage. Roasted ham sausage is also very fragrant.”
“Sheep intestines like this are good stuff. You can stuff them with fish meat, chicken meat, and so on to make sausages of different flavors.”
She could make fish sausages and starch sausages.
Once they were cooked, Su Muyao took them out of the pot.
They couldn’t eat all of them.
So she took some, scored them with a knife on both sides, and skewered them for grilling.
The rest she left to dry, intending to store them in the ice cellar to eat later.
Her dimension now had a more complete set of seasonings, as well as yeast powder.
She planned to make steamed buns for dinner, which would go perfectly with a stir-fry using the sausages.
Once everything was ready, Su Muyao and Wen Nanxi sat in the courtyard grilling skewers.
While grilling, she took out the barbecue seasoning and sprinkled it on.
Wen Nanxi watched Su Muyao skillfully flip the skewers, a thoughtful look surging in his eyes.
After six skewers were done, Su Muyao handed them to Wen Nanxi. “They’re ready. Taste them, how are they?”
“But be careful, they’re a bit hot.”
Wen Nanxi took the skewers and used his ability to lower their temperature slightly, making them just right and not too hot.
He took one skewer and handed the rest to Su Muyao. “You eat too. I’ll grill the rest!”
Having watched her, he knew how to do it.
Su Muyao said, “It’s okay, we can eat and grill at the same time.”
Su Muyao took a bite of the roasted meat, finding the seasoning just right and the taste delicious.
Her eyes curved into a smile.
Seeing the smile on her face, Wen Nanxi knew she was happy.
Su Muyao sighed inwardly; indeed, natural ingredients roasted over fire tasted better.
She felt that good food truly healed the mood.
Wen Nanxi also ate elegantly.
Upon tasting it, Wen Nanxi was also amazed.
Su Muyao couldn’t help but look at Wen Nanxi and ask, “How’s the taste?”
“Is it good?”
Wen Nanxi came back to his senses, looking at her with a smile.
His picturesque eyes were as gentle as moonlight on flowing water. He said clearly, “Mm, very delicious.”
“It’s completely different from how we used to roast meat.”
Previously, when they roasted meat over fire, they only added a little salt. The difference in taste compared to these skewers was vast.
“We made a lot. If it’s good, you should eat more.”
She had prepared many skewers. Given their appetites, they might not be able to finish them.
However, she thought, since they weren’t in a rush to do anything, they could eat slowly.
The pace of life in the technological era before the apocalypse was very fast, and even more so during the apocalypse.
So, being able to stay in this small courtyard, eating slowly and peacefully, gave both her body and mind a rare sense of relaxation.
The Space System spoke up: “Host, it’s better here than in the apocalypse.”
Su Muyao communicated with the system via thought: “Yes, the ingredients here are abundant, there are forests and vegetation everywhere, the air is fresh, and the sky is blue.”
“Such a natural environment is wonderful. The pace is slow, and one can relax physically and mentally.”
“In the apocalypse, we were busy from morning till night, rushing everywhere, with very little time to rest.”
“And the ingredients here are all purely natural, without technology or harmful additives.”
The Space System agreed: “Exactly. In the apocalypse, ingredients were scarce, and everyone had to drink terrible nutrient solutions. Even if there were vegetables and fruits, they had a lot of technological pesticide residues and were expensive. Even many medicinal herbs were fake or inferior…”
The Space System chattered on endlessly, and Su Muyao kept nodding.
It was indeed true.
Wen Nanxi watched Su Muyao eating skewers and looking at the sky, her expression somewhat dazed, wondering what she was thinking.
He felt that she held many worries in her heart.
Just then, a knock came from the gate.
“Excuse me, is Miss Su home?”
It was a crisp, youthful male voice.
Su Muyao paused. Someone looking for her?
She stood up to open the door.
Wen Nanxi gently grabbed her wrist. “Wait a moment, I’ll go check first.”
Wen Nanxi was uneasy, so he went out to look first.
Although nothing usually happened in the tribe during the day, Wen Nanxi remained vigilant.
Su Muyao nodded. Her ability wasn’t even level one yet, so she decided to see what was going on first.
When Wen Nanxi opened the courtyard gate, Su Muyao immediately saw the two people standing there.
One was a black-clothed youth carrying a sword, looking about fourteen or fifteen years old, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, radiating a sharp aura.
The other was a white-clothed man wearing a veiled hat. Although his face couldn’t be seen clearly, his figure was slender and upright like a jade tree.
His aura was as pure and cold as snow, noble and aloof, like an immortal with a soul of ice and snow.
Wen Nanxi sensed the frosty aura emanating from the man in the veiled hat. With his strength, he actually couldn’t determine the other’s true form, nor see through his power level.
He could only conclude that the opponent’s strength was several levels above his own.
Vigilant inside, he looked at them with a cold gaze and asked, “Who are you, and what business do you have with my Wife Master?”
