Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality - Chapter 2

Inside the kitchen.

Lu Yizhou rushed in and saw a bowl of sticky porridge on the countertop.

It should be the porridge that he cooked before leaving in the morning. He asked his second senior sister to help warm it up and sent it to his third senior brother.

But now, there is no more heat in the bowl.

“Second Senior Sister, you… Do you know that Third Senior Brother is extremely weak and unable to move an inch, so he can only rely on us to bring him food? If we are late, he can only starve.”

Su Yu stood beside the stove at a loss.

She started to learn the art of cooking from her grandfather at the age of five, helped in the store at the age of eighteen, and opened the store by herself at the age of twenty… She had served at least ten thousand diners.

But now, she can’t even reheat a bowl of unpalatable porridge.

Lu Yizhou was anxious and annoyed. He really wished that there was some heavenly and earthly treasure that could wake up his second senior sister and open her eyes. Is it time for her to continue to feel sorry for herself or even hate Third Senior Brother? She has high self-esteem, but now it is difficult for Third Senior Brother to survive. They are classmates after all. Why is she so cruel…

But suddenly, he looked up and saw Su Yu in front of him, holding the corners of her clothes with both hands, with drooping shoulders. Her whole person was overwhelmed and depressed.

Lu Yizhou was stunned.

She has a very high arrogance. Two years ago, she beat the sixth junior brother with a flying sword to vent her anger, and she would rather be punished by the master than admit guilt.

At this moment, she seemed to be a little apologetic. Lu Yizhou had been in Zhiqiong Peak for ten years and had never seen her like this.

His anger was shooked, like the seven strings of his guqin, and he instantly felt bad.

“Hey, Second Senior Sister, I’m not accusing you. I shouldn’t let you do such trivial things in the first place…”

Su Yu was still worried, but she raised her hand to stop him, saying, “There are no trivial matters in the kitchen. Don’t talk about these. You first find a way to warm the porridge up and send it to your third senior brother.”

Lu Yizhou nodded immediately.

Yes, he was confused.

But he was a little suspicious, trying to find a way to warm up the porridge? Is this difficult?

He glanced at Su Yu, immediately picked up the porridge bowl, and released a warming spell.

In an instant, the rice porridge in the bowl was steaming.

Su Yu:

How come he didn’t turn the rice into powder?

But this method is really convenient. If the waiters in her store can do this trick, then the food can be kept at the best temperature from the kitchen until it is delivered to the diners’ table.

Her eyes were full of admiration, and Lu Yizhou blushed a little.

And after his mood was relaxed, he smelled a strong grain scent lingering in the back of the kitchen.

He immediately looked suspiciously at the porcelain bowl in his hand and then at the cast iron pot on the stove beside Su Yu.

The source of the smell seems to be the latter.

It was a very pure spiritual rice smell, mellow and viscous, which made him, a cultivator who stopped eating for a long time, feel a little hungry.

But just after a glance, he saw a wooden lid tightly enclosing the iron pot on the stove.

Lu Yizhou was about to take another look, but Su Yu drove him away instead.

“Your third senior brother is still hungry.”

‘Yes!’

Lu Yizhou hurriedly dismissed his distracting thoughts and walked toward the backyard.

Seeing him turn around, Su Yu wiped away the sweat from the back of her neck. She scooped up the ‘unidentified powder’ in the iron pot and hid it in her storage bag to destroy later.

After doing this, he caught up with Lu Yizhou outside the courtyard.

Her third junior brother, the swordsman Wei Zhao, was her first disabled junior brother in the novel. His golden core was shattered pitifully, so she had to go and see him.

What if he can be rescued?

She walked into the second right-wing with Lu Yizhou. She was about to enter the room when Lu Yizhou turned around with a complicated expression.

“Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother can’t stand any stimulation now. If there is anything unpleasant, please let him be.”

He felt that Second Senior Sister seemed to have changed a little.

The way she talked to him was not as cold and domineering as before.

Big brother often said that everyone needs to be sharpened. Maybe with a burden, people can gain something.

Now it seems that the second senior sister is indeed changing for the better.

But while Lu Yizhou was relieved, he was also afraid that the second senior sister would suddenly change back to the past. Fighting when she saw Third Senior Brother, or even worse.

“I know.”

Su Yu replied.

Walking into the back room, she had already seen the patient on the couch.

The man’s eyes were closed, and his wheat-colored skin was bluish. He looked like he was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Although he was in a coma, he still held a domineering, copper-colored sword with little decoration in his hands.

He was actually sleeping with a sword.

Lu Yizhou lowered his voice when he said, “The third senior brother has always been like this. His sword never leaves his body. The senior brother once said that he is the most talented and most desperate person among us. As long as he can stabilize his golden core, he will surely have a smooth road in the future. But I didn’t expect… God’s will.”

Su Yu felt the depression of the young man beside her.

But Lu Yizhou quickly cheered up. He put the porridge bowl on the bed and helped up Wei Zhao, who was in a coma.

“He doesn’t seem to be able to eat.” Su Yu glanced at the person and felt he could barely drink porridge.

“His meridian is damaged, and his golden pill was ruptured. He is still in a coma.”

Lu Yizhou was also glad that he had the medicine given by Uncle Master Li.

He carefully took out a jade bottle from his spatial storage bag and poured the fine powder into a small spoon.

Su Yu was stunned when she saw it.

This pearl-like, snow-white, and lustrous powder texture seems a little familiar?

She couldn’t help but touch her storage bag around her waist that had been feeling hot because she was feeling guilty.

Lu Yizhou only poured about a third of a spoon and then put away the jade bottle. He moved very slowly, fearing that the excess jade white powder would leak out and be wasted.

“Uncle Master Li gave me this.”

He immediately explained what happened and the effect of this jade powder.

“But it is very rare, and the sect does not have any to exchange. On the way back, I asked my friends from the cultivator market to inquire about it in the medicine store.”

He squeezed some spiritual water into the small spoon to melt the jade white powder.

“I hope there will be an alchemist willing to refine it.”

‘It turned out this powder is really to be mixed with water?’

Su Yu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Lu Yizhou quickly put the powder into Wei Zhao’s mouth, who was still unconscious.

It didn’t take long for Su Yu to see her third junior brother, who had closed eyes and a pale face, really look better.

“Jade white powder can make Third Senior Brother absorb a little spiritual energy. Otherwise, his meridians will be dry and stagnant, and it will be very painful.”

Lu Yizhou picked up the porridge on the bed and tried to scoop some into his mouth. After all, the jade white powder is scarce. It is still necessary to mix it with some rice porridge.

But just after one mouthful of porridge was delivered, the person on the bed coughed in pain and vomited the porridge.

“Third Senior Brother!”

Su Yu hurriedly took the porridge from Lu Yizhou’s hand.

She knew that this porridge was unpalatable.

Lu Yizhou’s face was ugly, but it happened that the jade slip on his waist lit up.

He lowered his head and swiped it, and a message appeared on the jade slip. He was overjoyed as soon as he read it.

“Someone sells jade pill powder!”

But as he continued to read, his voice gradually softened.

“A bottle… is 500 spirit stones…”

Lu Yizhou was instantly shocked.

Just now, he only fed his senior brother one-sixth of the jade bottle. Even if he saved as much as possible, the bottle would last for two days at most, equivalent to fifteen bottles per month, 7500 spirit stones!

Before big brother left, he told him they had left 8,000 spirit stones in his room and set up restrictions. If anyone wants to use it, they need the consent of more than three people. Either him, second senior sister, or other junior brothers and sisters.

But this is only enough for a month!

Lu Yizhou was dumbfounded.

“Second Senior Sister,” Lu Yizhou gritted his teeth, “Can we use a thousand spirit stones first and buy two bottles for Third Senior Brother?”

Su Yu was about to speak when she heard a struggle and panting on the bed.

“No… use…”

At some point, Wei Zhao on the bed opened his eyes. The corners of his dry mouth pursed tightly.

“I’m a waste… don’t waste spirit stone…!”

He had already woken up and listened to their words.

“You… go…”

When he saw her, Wei Zhao turned his face away and didn’t even want to look at her.

When Su Yu saw his eyes, they were slightly purple and shone like gems. She suddenly remembered an image in her memory when the original owner had ridiculed him countless times.

She blamed this third junior brother, who entered the mountain a year later than her, for her stagnant cultivation. She tried every means to drive him away.

Later, Wei Zhao surpassed her, and she hated him even more. Every time he went on a mission, she laughed and said she hoped he would never return.

Su Yu coughed lightly.

‘Well, as long as I’m not embarrassed, it’s others who will get embarrassed.’

“That, Fourth Junior Brother, I’ll be waiting for you outside. I have something to tell you.”

After she said this, she turned around gracefully.

If the seriously ill patient doesn’t want to see her, she will leave quickly to avoid getting him angry.

Su Yu ran faster than Wei Zhao thought, making him clench his hands.

“Second Senior Brother, in fact, Second Senior Sister is much kinder today.” Lu Yizhou wanted to ease the relationship between the two.

But Wei Zhao interrupted him with a snap.

He struggled to push the copper sword he had been holding onto the ground.

“Take it, sell it.”

“Third Senior Brother!”

For a swordsman, they love their swords like they love their life.

Lu Yizhou’s heart palpitated, and he said, “You can definitely recover.”

Wei Zhao closed his eyes. Like a fish thrown ashore, he gasped for breath and continued to be silent after a long time.

“Now, on the peak… the one with the highest cultivation base is you… improve your strength, protect… junior brothers and sisters…”

When he was in the secret realm, he should have obeyed his big brother’s instructions and not condensed a golden core.

But for some reason, a voice in his mind told him that if he didn’t condense a golden core this time, there would be no better time in the future.

He actually believed this intuition and was confused for a while. Under that impulsive decision, he has now become a waste.

In pain, Wei Zhao gritted his teeth. “Take it to get a third-grade crested qin. In the thirty-six peaks competition… You will lead the team. Don’t buy any medicine for a waste!”

Lu Yizhou’s face changed suddenly.

Wei Zhao stopped looking at him, turned his head with difficulty, and looked out the wooden window at his senior sister, who had never smiled at him in his memory.

Now, everything is as her wish.

After a cup of tea, Su Yu, who was waiting outside the room, finally saw Lu Yizhou walking out with a depressed face and heavy steps.

“Fourth Senior Brother.”

Lu Yizhou raised his head, and only then did he get rid of his worries about how to protect the mountain and how to make money to buy jade powder.

His face was full of sorrow, “Senior sister, what’s your order?”

He was not in the mood to listen to his second senior sister complaining about his third senior brother’s rudeness to her.

“Junior brother, you can identify this powder for your senior sister?”

What powder? He only wants jade white powder now. He doesn’t care about any rouge or gouache powder. How can a cultivator pay attention to these menial things!

How could he know about these things? How could he identify it?

Lu Yizhou felt uncomfortable and just wanted to refuse.

As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth and lowered his head to speak, he saw an ordinary blue-and-white porcelain bowl in Su Yu’s hands.

Sure enough, some powder was lying inside. It has a delicate snow-white color and is a little glossy. He didn’t know this powder…

Wait, he knows this powder!

“Seni… Senior Sister, what is this!?”

Lu Yizhou held the copper sword with his right arm, and it couldn’t help but shake.

Su Yu blinked.

‘This child not only has a heart demon but is also myopic.’

So she got a little closer.

Lu Yizhou took a step back, not daring to speak too loudly and blow into the bowl.

He looked at his storage bag quickly.

The small jade bottle given by Uncle Master Li is still in his bag, and its position has not moved!

Wei Zhao was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, mentally preparing the fact that he would be a waste and bring down his junior brothers and sisters.

As a result, two figures walked inside the room again.

Only this time, Su Yu was in the front, and Lu Yizhou was behind.

Wei Zhao frowned and opened his eyes, “Didn’t I say no…”

But the blue and white porcelain bowl, held by a slender white hand, was brought to him, interrupting his words.

“Third Junior Brother, it’s shameful to waste food.”