Chương 8: Stir-Fried Wild Vegetables With Oil (5)
Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation
There was only one clinic in the entire town, so Chen Muxue found the place very quickly.
The doctor touched Xiaohua's pulse and stroked his beard. He was so nervous that Chen Muxue asked, "How is she, doctor? Could it be very serious?"
The doctor shook his head and sighed.
Chen Muxue's heart was in her mouth. Xiaohua was only a five-year-old child. Did she have some kind of incurable disease or poison?
"The little girl's pulse…"
Chen Muxue took a few deep breaths, widened her eyes, and listened carefully.
"...is especially healthy! It's rare to see such a well-cared girl in town!"
Chen Muxue almost couldn't catch her breath. She had the urge to send the doctor flying with a single blow. Was this normal?
However, although immortal cultivation existed in this world, it was still in ancient times. This town was not big, and there were no high-ranking officials or nobles. There were not many people who could raise a girl with much care.
Xiaohua had been kidnapped for so many days, and under the original owner's careless "feeding", it was enough to show how good Xiaohua's life was.
But why didn't anyone come to look for her?
The doctor checked Xiaohua's pulse again. This time, he frowned. "Young lady, you're a girl, so you're partial to girls? It's not that I'm being nosy, but it's better to treat everyone equally. After all, you..." The doctor glanced at Chen Muxue and did not continue.
Chen Muxue was silent for a moment and did not explain further. "Doctor, please prescribe me some medicine. I'll definitely nurse the child back to health."
As the daughter of the sect master and a natural-born cultivator, it was only natural that the original owner did not know how to take care of ordinary children. However, since Chen Muxue was here, she could not bear to let the children continue like this.
The doctor then looked at Chen Muxue with a gratified expression. "You don't need to take too much medicine. I'll only prescribe a few gentle medicines to regulate the body. The main thing is to pay attention to her daily diet."
Food was not a problem for Chen Muxue, so she nodded confidently. "Can I trouble you to drive a three-person carriage? There are two other children at home."
The doctor paused for a moment and did not say much. He prescribed medicine for three people.
"That's twenty taels of silver in total."
"Huh?" Chen Muxue's hand, which was about to take the medicine, stopped.
"Ahem, young lady, ginseng root is added to this medicine, and that's fifteen doses of medicine for three people. Twenty taels of silver is already cheap, you know," the doctor explained.
When Xiaohu heard this, he tugged on Chen Muxue's sleeve. "Sect Master, let's not waste time here."
"We still have twenty taels of silver." Chen Muxue took out the purse that was filled with silver. She did not have the original owner's memory, so she did not know how much silver was in there. However, she guessed that it should be enough.
The doctor had been serving here for many years, and he was not a greedy person. He honestly counted out twenty taels of silver and returned the pouch to Chen Muxue.
Chen Muxue weighed it in her hand.
"Sect Master!" Xiaohu became anxious. "Didn't you say that you're going to open up a few more mu of land to grow grain this year? Even a land deed requires silver! Also, the roof. It was discovered that it would leak, and you said that it might not be able to withstand the heavy rain in the summer. You still need to renovate it, right? You can't spend that money recklessly!"
"I'm not wasting money. In my eyes, your health is the most important. Don't worry. Money can be earned again. After all, health is wealth." After Chen Muxue finished speaking, she fell silent.
These children had been killed for no reason in the original novel. Now that she was here, she should at least try to let them escape, right?
After they left the clinic, Chen Muxue brought the two children to buy a lot of food and rations. When they passed the fabric shop, she hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she did not enter. She did not know how to make clothes.
They still had seven taels of silver on hand, which was enough for their daily expenses. Chen Muxue took a quick look at the only restaurant in town when she passed by, and she had already started to plan how to earn money.
The good news was that after observing the restaurants and roadside food stalls, she found that the food culture of this world was indeed a little poor. Although they had chili and potatoes, their cooking methods were still not satisfactory.
Taking advantage of the fact that she was a cultivator and had spirit energy, Chen Muxue carried two sacks of food on her shoulders and let Xiaohua and Xiaohu pull on the corner of her clothes.
She didn't notice that a sneaky figure was following her.
"We should at least figure out what happened to the little girl before we talk about it," Cen Li said to himself. "Without the life fruit, how can that poison be cured? Even the sect master of the Sky Cloud Sect is at his wits end!"
As he followed them all the way to the Heavenly Cauldron Sect, Cen Li ruthlessly ridiculed the restrictions of the Heavenly Cauldron Sect. It was true that one should guard against a gentleman, not a villain.
No, he was a gentleman!
This restriction was really designed to guard against rookies but not experts. It was likely that the ancestors of the sect had set up a restriction that was supported by the sect master's own level.
In the imagination of the ancestors, if the sect's development wasn't flourishing, it should at least be gradually rising, right?
Who knew that in Chen Muxue's batch, she was the only cultivator left? She even had a mid-grade water spiritual root and was only at level six Foundation Building Stage.
At the thought of this, Cen Li's eyes flickered.
However, it was still alright. According to his information, she was stuck at level five not long ago, and it was difficult for her to advance. Now that she was finally moving forward, it was not hopeless.
However, Cen Li could not help but shake his head.
…
Chen Muxue was lucky today. She bought cured meat made by a farmer, and its quality was not bad. Otherwise, she would not have dared to make more and sell it. Ordinary farmers nowadays were not very willing to eat meat.
It was precisely because the other party pursued quality and wanted to sell it for a good price that they would take it out at this time to try their luck. First, after the new year and the beginning of spring, there would not be many people at home who had cured meat. Second, people who bought meat during the festive season would have at least two extra.
Chen Muxue started to make lard first. She bought a large piece of lard and added water. But her method this time was different. This large amount of water was to refine purer, white lard after solidification.
Last time, the little water she added l was just to prevent the fat from being burnt. If the base were burnt, the oil residue would be very bitter.
In order to save time, Chen Muxue quickly cut the lard into small pieces that were one centimeter in diameter. She poured water into the wok, added the lard, and increased the fire to medium heat. All that was left was to wait.
Chen Muxue was naturally using her wok. After all, anyone with eyes could see that this wok was unusual. Not only could it send the male lead flying, but it could also fly up and hit the female supporting characters. It had a very strong personality.
After the water had evaporated, the oil had been fried into oil residue, and there was light yellow lard in the pot.
On the roof of the kitchen, Cen Li's eyes were covered by the smoke from the oil. He covered his mouth and coughed a few times, his face full of disgust. "How could she use a divine artifact to do such a thing? This kind of low-grade meat is simply defiling a divine artifact, not to mention how greasy it is!"
Cen Li could not help but shake his head. If it were not out of morality and the fact that he had seen the divine artifact hit people, he would have taken it away!
How could there be a cultivator that liked to eat? This kind of greasy thing already smelled disgusting to him!
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