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As a woman of the Murlocs, Qin Rouer had never cooked before, so she did not know how humans cooked. After all, Murlocs had lived in the sea since young. Even though she couldn't cultivate when she was young, she still ate seaweed as food. Even if Qin Rouer had read about it in the literature, he did not know how to manipulate it.

Therefore, when Qin Rouer woke up in the morning, she would watch other people cooking. When she found out about it, she went to the streets and bought the Rice Noodle Roll. After he bought it, he cooked it in a pot just like he did with people. The method was correct. However, the temperature and time of cooking wasn't well grasped, thus it became like this.

All the dishes were like black charcoal. A light breeze blew past and the smell of burning flesh drifted through the yard.

Qin Rouer laughed bitterly, then said: "I thought all of you humans were eating these things!"

Hearing that, Han Yan was stunned, then said: "The food is not like that, if you don't know, you can wait for me to come back."

Qin Rouer frowned, and said with grievance: "I also wanted to wait for you to return, but everyone else has already started cooking. If I don't do it, others will definitely treat us like monsters. "

Han Yan smiled, and waved his hand: "We definitely cannot eat this food, I'll go buy some wild chickens and cook a big meal for you later." With that, he left the courtyard. Although it was noon, there were still a few vegetable sellers on the streets. Seeing that Han Yan had returned, they sold the chickens at a low price.

After he bought the wild chicken, Han Yan brought some firewood over and lit it in the courtyard.

Qin Rouer's face was full of astonishment, he blinked his eyes and looked at Han Yan, and asked curiously: I saw others cooking in the kitchen, why are you here?

Han Yan remained silent, but when the fire started, he removed the wild chicken's fur, washed it clean, and then placed the salt and other seasonings into the chicken's stomach. After finishing all of this, Han Yan found two wooden sticks and inserted them into the chicken's body, then placed it on the bonfire to roast it. The flame grew larger and larger, crackling as it burned the chicken. Droplets of golden oil dripped down.

Qin Rouer blinked his eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Can this thing be eaten?"

"Not only can it be eaten, it's also very delicious." Han Yan smiled slightly, and said with certainty.

"Can it really be eaten?" Qin Rouer still couldn't believe it. The wild chicken in front of her eyes was not attractive at all.

Han Yan nodded: "Of course I can eat.

When Qin Rouer thought about it, Han Yan had indeed not lied to her before, hence he believed her. She got up and brought two stools from the room, gave one to Han Yan, and then sat on the other stool, waiting for Han Yan to roast the wild chicken. If one were to use the Nascent Fire to heat something up, it would only take a moment to cook it. With less ordinary fire, it would take a very long time. Although it wasn't a long time, it would still take about an hour.

After half an hour, Qin Rouer could no longer wait. Just as he was about to speak, a tempting fragrance came out from the wild chicken.

Smelling the fragrance, Qin Rouer's entire body trembled as if he was electrocuted, and blurted out: "It smells so good! Can you eat it now? "

Han Yan shook his head and continued to flip the wooden stick, and said: "I'm not fully cooked yet, after a while, it will be even more delicious."

After the time it took to make a cup of tea, the wild chicken was completely golden in color. Han Yan removed the wooden stick from the body and placed it on the table. After a while, the wild chicken cooled down, and Han Yan took it off the wooden stick, cutting it into pieces. Don't mention it, although Han Yan had never done household chores, his sword skills were astonishing, every slice was as thin as a cicada's wing.

After a chicken was sliced, Han Yan handed a pair of chopsticks to Qin Rouer and said: "Try it."

Qin Rou'er couldn't wait any longer. She didn't believe that the world's food was as tasty as Han Yan had said it was. Han Yan had been busy for so long, it wouldn't be so tasty. Qin Rou'er took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth. After chewing it a few times, her body couldn't help but tremble as she looked at Han Yan in great surprise.

Han Yan smiled and asked: "How's the taste?"

Qin Rouer did not reply, but nodded with all her might. After she swallowed the piece of chicken, she said joyfully: "It's delicious, it's really delicious. I never thought that there would be such a delicacy in the world." Saying that, Han Yan did not have the chance to reply and immediately picked up a few pieces of chicken to start eating. Seeing her eating, it would not be excessive to describe her as wolfing down her food.

"There are still many delicious things in the world. When I have time, I will slowly cook them for you." Relatively speaking, Han Yan was more particular about the food he had to eat. He picked up a piece of the meat and tasted it with his mouth before swallowing it.

When Qin Rouer ate half of it, Han Yan only picked up three.

Seeing Han Yan eat so slowly, Qin Rouer frowned, and asked in puzzlement: "Such a delicious dish, why are you eating so slow?"

Han Yan replied: "You must carefully savor the good stuff, otherwise you won't be able to taste it."

Qin Rouer did not believe him, but he still went along with what Han Yan had said. She put a piece of chicken in her mouth and carefully savored the taste. It was indeed more delicious than before. Qin Rouer took a deep breath and thought back to the feeling he felt just now, praising: "I never thought that eating would be so exquisite, I always thought that it would be enough."

Han Yan smiled indifferently, and said: "If you want to eat to your fill, it's simply a waste of food. Actually, eating is also very artistic." He took the other wild chicken from the wooden stick and cut it into pieces while explaining to Qin Rouer about the art of human eating. Han Yan had read many books since he was young, so he was able to read an astonishing amount of things.

The sun had set in the west and the sky had gradually darkened. Han Yan took a deep breath of cool air and said: "I won't say anymore, let's end it here today!"

Qin Rouer had obviously not heard enough, and said with some disappointment: "Han Yan, you can say everything now!"

Han Yan smiled and replied with a question: "You don't want to eat dinner?"

"This …" Qin Rouer rolled his eyes, and said, "What are you going to cook for me tonight?"

"I'll cook whatever you want to eat." Han Yan smiled as he looked at Qin Rouer. His eyes were no longer as cold as before and had become much gentler.

Since he wanted to turn into a god, he had to suppress the past and seal it from his heart. Soul Formation is in fact a transformation of a cultivator. If the transformation is successful, then the cultivator can fly across the heavens and earth and become the most powerful existence. If he couldn't transform, or if he couldn't, then he would fail to reach the Soul Formation stage.

Ten in the evening, Han Yan bought a few more things and personally made a big meal for Qin Rouer.

After the food was done, Han Yan did not eat much, as all the food had been finished by Qin Rouer.

After they finished eating, Qin Rouer rubbed his round stomach and said gloomily: "If I continue to eat like this, will I become a big fatty?"

Han Yan laughed out loud, and then mocked: "Even if you turn into a fatty, you're still the most beautiful fatty in the world."

"Humph!" Qin Rouer had an unhappy face as she pouted. "You actually dare to mock me, see if I hit you or not …" With that, he waved his fist and rushed towards Han Yan.

Han Yan dodged in a flash, and begged for mercy: "I don't dare, I don't dare …"

However, Qin Rouer did not have the intention to stop, and kept on chasing after and attacking Han Yan. Although her face was brimming with happiness, she was actually feeling a bit disappointed. Qin Rouer understood in his heart that Han Yan's current state was entirely for the sake of becoming a god. In the time she and Han Yan had been together, it was probably only in this lifetime that would truly belong to her alone.

Thinking of this, Qin Rouer cleared away all the unhappy thoughts from his mind and continued to chase after Han Yan. No matter how Han Yan would change into in the future, it wouldn't be important to her, and this life was already enough. Within the courtyard, the two of them continued to chase and fight. It was extremely romantic as their joyous laughter reverberated in the courtyard.

It was night. The two of them lay on the bed, hugging each other as they slept.

Qin Rouer suddenly thought of something, and said: "Han Yan, could it be that you have been going to the mountain to gather herbs?"

Han Yan had already made up his mind what this Soul Formation would do in his life, so he replied, "Collecting medicinal herbs would just temporarily be accumulating funds. When I have enough money in the future, I will do some business." Since he had returned to being a mortal, he could not use any spells. He also needed to earn some money from his daily life.

Qin Rouer frowned and said: "How much money can we get from gathering medicinal herbs? How long does it take for us to get enough money to do business?"

"Don't worry!" At most ten days, I will have enough money to do business. " Han Yan's voice was not loud, but he was certain of it.

Qin Rouer stuck out his tongue, acted like a mischievous child, and said: "You're not trying to use your mind to feel for any valuable medicinal ingredients, are you?! If that's the case, didn't you go against the concept of becoming a god? "

Han Yan shook his head as he replied, "Since I was young, I have collected medicinal herbs. Later on, I went to the Tianming Sect and similarly made a living from harvesting medicinal herbs. Now, even if I do not send out my divine sense, I can still find places to gather medicinal herbs as well as the specific annual meetings of the medicinal herbs."

Qin Rouer believed that Han Yan would definitely be able to do what he said, but she was still very curious, so she asked: "What business are you planning to do?"

Han Yan slightly smiled, and said in a mysterious manner: "You will know in the future."

In the next ten days, the two lived quite comfortably. Every morning, Han Yan would wake up early and gather medicinal ingredients after cooking. After eating lunch, he sold all the ingredients. He put all the money he had spent on selling the ingredients in Qin Rouer's hands, completely giving off the image of a good husband. When night fell, Han Yan would chat with Qin Rouer and then sleep.

Although he was a mortal and had never cultivated before, the spiritual force within Han Yan's body was gradually refined. In fact, his cultivation base was increasing at an extremely slow rate. At this rate, once Han Yan had walked the path of the mortal world, even if he hadn't successfully reached the Spirit Severing stage, his cultivation would double and lay a solid foundation for the Soul Formation stage.

This morning, Han Yan woke up early and after breakfast, he went to the Village Chief's house.

Seeing Han Yan coming over, Xu Sanduo was surprised. The two of them went into the living room and sat down, then asked: "Younger Brother Han, you must have some business with me so early in the morning."

Han Yan did not bother to be polite and went straight to the point: "Village Chief, I want to buy a place that can be used to make porcelain and then sell it."

Hearing this, Xu Sanduo was startled, "You want to burn porcelain?"

Han Yan nodded his head: "There are some hills beside the village that have not been opened yet, I want to buy them at a high price, is that possible?"

If someone else said this, Xu Sanduo would definitely reject them, but he had already guessed that Han Yan and the Immortal might be related, even if he felt that it was inappropriate, he could not refuse them. Xu Sanduo was extremely smart. After thinking for a while, he said, "It is possible, but I have a condition. That is to say, the income from my investment in the making of porcelain will be divided to me by thirty percent. " As he said till here, he was afraid that Han Yan would not agree, so he added, "Of course, I can provide you the people who can cook the porcelain."

Han Yan agreed without thinking.0

Not only that, Han Yan had even said something that Xu Sanduo would never believe in even in his dreams, "There's no need to provide anyone, I alone can make porcelain."

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