Chapter 28 Idea

The next day, Mo Shan also hurried back.

When Mo Shan arrived at Xinglin Hall, his clothes were tattered and covered with dirt. There was a bandage on his arm, which seemed to have been torn by some monster, and there was blood soaking through it.

It should be that the monster hunting team had just finished fighting with the monster and rushed back without having time to treat the wound.

Mo Shan was relieved to hear that his wife's life was not in danger. Mr. Feng examined Liu Ruhua's condition and helped Mo Shan treat the injury on his arm.

A few days later, Liu Ruhua went home to rest. According to Mr. Feng's instructions, she had to eat light food, not be tired, take pills on time, and also could not use spiritual power within a month.

Mo Shan and his son stayed at home for a few days, and were driven out of the house by Liu Ruhua - Mo Shan was the captain of the monster hunting team and had to lead the team to hunt monsters, while Mo Hua was a disciple of the sect and had to go to the sect to practice and could not delay too much homework.

Fortunately, Liu Ruhua just couldn't use her spiritual power, so her normal life was not affected.

Mo Shan had to ask the aunt in the neighborhood to help take care of her. He would often come back when he was free, and Mo Hua would ask for leave from the teacher every ten-day break to go home.

Teacher Yan was reasonable and didn't make things difficult for Mo Hua. He just told him not to neglect his practice and the schoolwork of the sect.

A month later, Liu Ruhua's body was almost healed. Although she could only stay at home and couldn't do things that required the use of spiritual power, otherwise she would cough constantly, but there was no other damage.

Mo Hua finally put his mind at ease, but found that his mother was not very happy. Although she still smiled, her expression was obviously much lower than before, and sometimes she often sat alone in a trance.

Mo Hua was very worried, but couldn't figure it out, so he went to ask Mo Shan.

Mo Shan sighed and said to Mo Hua: "Your mother's idea is very simple. What she wants to do most is to save some spiritual stones for you so that you can practice well, watch you grow up, and get married and have children in the future... But your mother can't use her spiritual power now. If she can't use her spiritual power, she can't do anything, let alone earn spiritual stones."

"After being busy for half of my life, I suddenly can't do anything and can't help you with anything. I feel a little empty in my heart..."

Mo Hua felt uncomfortable and thought for a while and asked: "Then is there anything else that mother wants to do?"

"Other things?"

"Well, it's just feeling Interesting, such as Dan Fu array and the like..."

Mo Shan thought for a while and said: "Your mother doesn't seem to like these very much, but she likes cooking very much. I'm not praising her. There is no better cooking than your mother in the neighborhood within a radius of ten miles."

Mo Shan sighed again: "When your mother and I decided to spend our lives together and became Taoist partners, I boasted that I would open a restaurant for her and let her specialize in various meals and dishes. As a result, she has been suffering with me for so many years, and she didn't do what she promised at the beginning..."

Mo Hua looked at his father who was somewhat self-blaming, knowing that he couldn't be blamed.

Mo Shan's cultivation and Taoism are also outstanding among the surrounding monster hunters. For so many years, he has fought with monsters desperately, and every time he went home, he was covered in blood. Despite this, the family still couldn't make ends meet.

The root cause is that the life of the bottom-level casual cultivators is too difficult, and they are exhausted just to make a living.

Mo Hua said, "Don't worry, Dad. I will definitely help mom open a big restaurant in the future!"

Mo Shan knew that his son was comforting him. He touched Mo Hua's head and said with some relief, "Okay!"

But his wife couldn't use spiritual power, and even being a chef requires spiritual power. Even if she opened a restaurant, it would be difficult to be a chef without spiritual power.

Thinking of his wife's depressed look, Mo Shan felt a little distressed, so he patted Mo Hua's shoulder, "Talk to your mother more when you have time. Sometimes your words are more effective than mine. Don't let your mother think too much."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

After that, when Mo Hua was free, he would take the initiative to talk to Liu Ruhua. Liu Ruhua's complexion was indeed better, but when she was alone, she would still look lonely.

"It would be great if mom could use spiritual power." Mo Hua thought so, but he also knew that this was unlikely.

Illness comes like a mountain falling, and goes like a thread being pulled out. Moreover, this kind of root disease accumulated over the years can only be cured slowly, and it may not be cured in a short time.

There must be natural treasures that can cure it in the world of cultivation. Mr. Feng mentioned a few of them, but for a family like Mo Hua, there is no way to find them, and even if they find a way, they can't afford them.

Mo Hua had to give up.

After another half a month, the hottest month of the year arrived. The sun was high and the floor was hot. Tongxianmen also followed the usual practice and took a summer vacation for more than a month.

One annual vacation and one summer vacation are the two longest holidays in a year.

The weather is hot, and monsters don't like to appear. The monsters that are willing to appear are all fire-type. In such weather, the monster power is stronger and it is extremely difficult to deal with. Therefore, the summer vacation is also the off-season for monster hunting.

Mo Shan would also stay at home for a long time, and would only go out for a few days when a team member occasionally discovered some valuable monsters, and then come back with some spirit stones or monster furs.

Once, Mo Shan went out for a few days and brought back a big package when he returned home. When Mo Hua opened it, he found a big bag of tendon meat and couldn't help but open his mouth, "Dad, this is..."

"This is the meat of wild mountain cattle. It has no spiritual energy and is not worth much, but compared with other monsters, the meat quality is not too bad and the odor is not too strong."

"The monster hunting team has not gained much recently, only this wild mountain cattle. As a result, we skinned and cut the meat, but we couldn't sell it at all. Everyone thought that the beef was hard and old, and it couldn't be cooked or chewed. So we each took some and brought it back to eat." Mo Shan explained.

Mo Hua said uncertainly: "Dad, do you want to cook this meat?"

Mo Shan rubbed Mo Hua's head, "Why? Do you think your dad's cooking is not delicious?"

Mo Hua smiled and said nothing.

At noon, Mo Shan cooked beef. It took half a day to stew it and served it on the table in a large open white porcelain bowl.

"Try it and see how it tastes!"

The white porcelain bowl was filled with red sauce beef.

After seeing the beef, Liu Ruhua put down her chopsticks, scooped a spoonful of soup with a spoon, and drank it slowly.

Mo Hua picked up a piece of beef, put it in his mouth, chewed it for a few times, and his teeth were sore, but the meat was still very stubborn and didn't look like it was going to be chewed open.

Mo Hua awkwardly but politely spat out the meat, picked up the spoon, scooped up a mouthful of soup, and praised: "The soup is good!"

Mo Shan glared at him unhappily, "The soup is made with the sauce prepared by your mother, of course it is good."

Liu Ruhua pursed her lips and smiled, "I know you are thoughtful, but this meal is not something that can be made casually. Even if you use spiritual power to drive the stove to stew things, there are still many details. When to use high heat, when to use low heat, and when to put what sauce, how much to put, all have to be measured..."

Mo Hua heard this and suddenly asked: "If the cooking time is long enough, can the beef be cooked?"

Liu Ruhua said: "It should be so, but this also requires the cultivator to guard the pot for a day and a night, and constantly use spiritual power to drive the stove..."

"Normal cultivators definitely can't do it, and cultivators who can do it should not be so boring." Mo Shan also said.

"What if you use formations?" Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

"Formation..." Liu Ruhua thought for a moment and said:

"I don't know about this, but I heard from the chef of the dining hall that some large dining halls let the equipment refiner refine the stove, and then the formation master draws the formation. In this way, only the spirit stone is used to activate it, and the ingredients can be stewed for a long time without consuming the spiritual power of the cultivator. But the cost of hiring a formation master is very expensive, at least the previous dining hall couldn't afford such a stove."

"So that's it..."

Mo Hua was thoughtful.

Mo Shan also picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth. After chewing it for a few times, he couldn't chew it, so he had to admit: "It's really not easy to chew." Then he swallowed it directly and activated his spiritual power to forcibly refine it.

At night, Mo Hua practiced the formation on the broken stele while thinking about the dining hall.

The next day, Mo Hua didn't draw the formation at home, but went out to North Street in the hot sun.

The weather was hot, and I was sweating after walking a few steps. Even so, there were still some small vendors on the street, enduring the scorching sun and shouting, but their voices were weak.

Mo Hua came to North Street and found the largest restaurant on the street - Fulu Restaurant, and then asked the shopkeeper: "Is your young master's surname An, and his name is An Xiaopang... No, An Xiaofu?"

The shopkeeper did not look down on Mo Hua because of his ordinary clothes. On the contrary, because Mo Hua's tone was too familiar, he guessed that he might really be an acquaintance of the young master, so he said politely:

"Young Master is right, the young master is upstairs, do you need to inform him?"

Mo Hua also said politely: "Please let the shopkeeper know that there is a fellow disciple named Mo who wants to see him for something."