Chapter 28 Idea


    The next day, Mo Shan hurried back.


    When Moshan arrived at Xinglin Hall, he was dressed in tattered clothes and was covered with mud, with a bandage wrapped around his arms, as if he had been torn apart by some monster, and blood was soaked out.


    The demon hunting team had just finished fighting with the monsters and rushed back before they had time to treat the wound.


    Hearing that his wife''s life was not in danger, Mo Shan breathed a sigh of relief. After seeing Liu Ruhua''s condition, Mr. Feng helped Mo Shan deal with the injuries on his lower arm.


    A few days later, Liu Ruhua went home to rest. According to Mr. Feng''s instructions, she had a light diet and should not be tired. She took elixirs on time and could not use spiritual power within a month.


    Mo Shan and his son stayed at home for a few days, and they were driven out of their house by Liu Ruhua. Mo Shan is the captain of the demon hunting team and wants to take the team members to hunt monsters. Mo Hua is a disciple of the sect. He wants to go to the sect to practice and not delay too much homework.


    Fortunately, Liu Ruhua just can''t use spiritual power, so her normal life has no effect.


    Mo Shan had no choice but to ask his neighbor''s aunt to help take care of him. He would often come back when he had time. When Mo Hua rested for ten days, he would also take leave with the teacher and go home to take a look.


    Yan Teaching was reasonable and did not make things difficult for Mo Hua, but just told him not to waste his practice and sect''s studies.


    A month later, Liu Ruhua''s body was almost healed. Although she could only stay at home and could not do things that needed to use her spiritual power, otherwise she would cough continuously, but there would be no other damage.


    Mo Hua finally felt relieved, but found that her mother was not very happy. Although she still smiled, her expression was significantly lower than before. Sometimes she often sat alone and was in a daze.


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


    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 spirit stones for you to practice well, watch you grow up, get married and have children in the future... But your mother can''t use spiritual power now, and she can''t use spiritual power, so she naturally can''t do anything, let alone earn spiritual stones."


    "I have been busy for half my life, and suddenly I 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, "Does that mother have anything else she wants to do?"


    "What else?"


    "Well, I''m just interested, such as the Dan Talisman Formation..."


    Mo Shan thought for a while and said, "Your mother doesn''t like these, but she likes cooking very much. It''s not that I praise her. This neighborhood with a radius of ten miles is nothing better than your mother''s cooking."


    Mo Shan sighed again: "When your mother and I decided to live forever and become a Taoist couple, I boasted that Haikou would open a kitchen for her and asked her to specialize in various dietary dishes. As a result, she has been with me for so many years and has not done anything she promised at the beginning..."


    Mo Hua looked at his father who was a little bit self-blame, and knew that it was not his fault.


    Mo Shan''s cultivation and Taoist Technique are also among the best demon hunters around him. He has been fighting with monsters for so many years, and he carries blood every time he goes home. Despite this, his family still has no money to make ends meet.


    The fundamental reason is that the life of the low-level casual cultivator is too difficult, and he will be exhausted if he can make a living.


    Mo Hua said, "Dad, don''t worry, I will definitely help my mother open a big kitchen in the future!"


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


    But the wife cannot use her spiritual power, and even being a food teacher requires spiritual power. Even if she opens a restaurant and does not have spiritual power, it is difficult to be a food teacher.


    Thinking of his wife''s depressed look, Mo Shan felt a little distressed, so he patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, "I have time to talk to your mother more. Sometimes you speak more effectively than me, don''t let your mother think too much."


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    After that, when Mo Hua has time, he will take the initiative to talk with Liu Ruhua. Liu Ruhua''s complexion is indeed better, but when he is alone, he will still look lonely.


    "It would be great if my mother could use her spiritual power." Mo Hua thought so, but she also knew that this was unlikely.


    The disease comes like a mountain of falls, and the disease goes like a thread. What''s more, the root of the disease that has been accumulated over the years can only be cured by slow recuperation, and it may not be cured in a short period of time.


    There must be a kind of treasure in the world of Taoism that can be cured. Mr. Feng mentioned a few things, but a family like Mo Hua cannot find a way, and even if it is found, it cannot afford to find a way.


    Ink painting can only be given up.


    After another half month, the hottest month of the year came. The sun was high and the floor was hot. Tongxianmen also had a summer break for more than a month as usual.


    One year off and the other summer off are the two longest holidays in a year. The weather is hot, and monsters don’t like to appear, and monsters that are willing to appear are all fire-type. In such weather, the demonic power is stronger and extremely difficult to deal with. Therefore, the summer vacation is also the off-season for monster hunting.


    Mo Shan would stay at home for a long time, but occasionally some team members found some valuable monsters, and they would go out for a few days, and then come back with some spirit stones or fur on the monsters.


    Once, Moshan went out for a few days and brought back a large package when he returned home. When Mo Hua opened it, he found that it was a large bag of tendon flesh. He couldn''t help but open his mouth wide, "Dad, this is..."


    "This is the meat of the wild mountain beef. It has no spiritual energy and is not worth much money. However, compared with other monsters, the meat quality is not too bad and the odor is not very big."


    "The demon hunting team has not gained much recently, only this wild mountain cow, but it was peeled and cut the meat. It was impossible to sell it. Everyone thought the beef was hard and old, and it was not cooked and couldn''t understand how to chew it, so we all divided some of it and brought it back to eat it." Mo Shan explained.


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


    Mo Shan rubbed Mo Hua''s head, "What? I think your father''s cooking is not delicious?"


    Mo Hua smiled and didn''t say anything.


    At noon, Moshan cooked the beef and took a long time to stew it. He served it with a large open white porcelain bowl.


    “Try it and see how it tastes!”


    The white porcelain bowl contains the red beef with sauce.


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


    Mo Hua picked up a piece of beef, put it in her mouth, chewed it a few times, and her teeth became sore, and the meat was still very tenacious, and there was no sign of it being chewed open.


    Mo Hua spit out the meat awkwardly and politely, picked up a spoon, scooped up a bite of the soup, and then praised, "The soup is good!"


    Mo Shan stared at him angrily, "The soup is made with the sauce you made with your mother, of course it''s good."


    Liu Ruhua pursed her lips and smiled, "I know you are interested, but this meal is not something you can do casually. Even if you use spiritual power to stew things in the stove, there are many things to pay attention to. When to high heat, when to low heat, when to put the sauce, and how much to put it, it is all right..."


    When Mo Hua heard this, he suddenly asked, "If it cooked for a long enough time, can the beef be cooked to pieces?"


    Liu Ruhua said: "It is true, but this also requires the monk to keep the pot for a day and night, and constantly use his spiritual power to activate the stove fire..."


    "A normal monk will definitely not be able to do it. The monks who can do it should not be so boring," Mo Shan also said.


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


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


    "I don''t know this, but I heard from the chef of the kitchen building that some large kitchen building require the weapon refiners to refine the stove, and then the formation master draws the formation so that only with the spirit stones, you can stew the ingredients for a long time without consuming the spiritual power of the monk. However, the cost of hiring a formation master is very expensive, at least the kitchen building could not afford such a stove."


    "I see…"


    Ink painting is 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. He had to admit, "It''s really not easy to chew." Then he swallowed it directly and activated the spiritual power to refine it.


    In the evening, I practiced the formation on the broken stele while thinking about the kitchen building.


    On the second day, Mo Hua did not draw the formation at home, but instead went out directly to North Street under the sun.


    The weather was hot, and I was sweating profusely after walking a few steps. Even so, there were still some small vendors on the street who endured the scorching sun and shouted at things, but the sound was weak.


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


    The shopkeeper did not look down on people because Mo Hua was ordinary in clothes. Instead, because Mo Hua was so familiar with her tone. He guessed that he might be really an acquaintance of the young master, so he said politely:


    "The young master is right. The young master is upstairs. Do you need to inform him on your behalf?"


    Mo Hua also said politely: "Please ask the shopkeeper to inform you, and I will say that there is a fellow disciple named Mo, so I have something to do with him."


    (This chapter ends)