Chapter 52 Hot Pot
After a long time, the battle was over!
Ning Rongrong's face was a little pale, and she looked very pitiful. She had consumed too much soul power, but she did not suffer any harm.

As for Zhu Zhuqing, her face was flushed and she was gasping for breath. The previous battle had completely exhausted her physical strength. She was definitely not getting what she deserved when being chased and beaten by Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan remained calm. Although he was a little tired, it did not affect him much. He placed the wooden sword on the weapon rack, looked at the two women and said:

"Rongrong, you should meditate to restore your soul power first. Zhuqing, you have experienced a fierce battle, don't sit down to rest immediately, walk around the training ground for ten laps, and then take a rest slowly."

At this point, Chen Yuan looked up at the sky, seeing the dark clouds covering the sky, and then suggested:
"The sky is gloomy and it's probably going to rain. You should stay here today and don't go back to the academy. I'll go to the city to buy some meat and vegetables and cook for myself in the evening."

Ning Rongrong's pale face showed a hint of surprise, and she said with great interest:

"Brother Chen Yuan, you can also cook, how come I don't know?"

Chen Yuan lowered his head, looked at Ning Rongrong and said with a chuckle:
"In the past, we always ate ready-made food in the sect, so we definitely didn't need to cook by ourselves. This time, we are not alone outside, so let's try to cook by ourselves."

Having said this, Chen Yuan looked at Zhu Zhuqing again and said:
"How about it, Zhuqing, stay here."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded in agreement. If she returned to the academy, she would still meet people she didn't want to see. So she might as well stay here. She thanked him:
"Then excuse me."

After Chen Yuan kept the two women, he didn't say anything more. He summoned his martial soul, used his soul skills, and controlled the flying sword to soar into the sky, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

After arriving in Soto City, Chen Yuan went to buy the necessary seasonings, peppercorns, chili peppers, various spices, onions, ginger, garlic... or their substitutes before buying meat and vegetables.

Chen Yuan is not a chef, so he may not be able to cook a table of dishes if asked. However, he has no problem making a pot of hot pot base, and then adding a pot of broth to cook the meat and vegetables. The dish tastes spicy, mellow and steaming.

After buying the seasonings, meat and vegetables, and finally some fruits, Chen Yuan returned to the manor on his sword, carrying the bags.

Without disturbing Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, Chen Yuan went into the kitchen alone and started to get busy.

His technique was not professional, but he was quite fast. He boiled broth, refined butter, simmered seasoning, and processed various meats and vegetables. His knife skills were very good, and considering his level of swordsmanship, it was like using a butcher knife to kill a chicken.

Not long after, it started to rain outside the window. Chen Yuan took a look and lowered his head to go back to his own business. After all, there were people at home waiting for dinner.

Soon, a hot and spicy aroma filled the entire kitchen, and the hot pot base was ready.

Chen Yuan scooped a little with a spoon, tasted it, and said with a look of nostalgia in his eyes:

“It’s a little less tasty, but it’s also a taste worth reminiscing about. Eating hot pot on a rainy day is perfect.”

After saying that, Chen Yuan continued to be busy, putting the processed meat and vegetables on plates and bringing them to the table. There was a pot of charcoal in the middle of the table, which had not been lit yet.

Chen Yuan first went to wake up Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing who were in meditation. When they woke up and heard that the food was ready, they were both impatient and wanted to taste Chen Yuan's cooking.

But when they came to the kitchen, all they saw were plates of raw meat and lettuce. The same puzzled look appeared on two different pretty faces.

Ning Rongrong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She looked at Chen Yuan and said teasingly:

"Brother Chen Yuan, you won't let us eat like this, right? It's not like I haven't eaten dry food before, but this is the first time I've eaten raw meat and lettuce."

Zhu Zhuqing pursed her lips and said, "How about I cook some more food? I am very grateful for your guidance on my cultivation. This is what I should do."

Chen Yuan smiled mysteriously and simply said:
"Wait a minute!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he started moving again, lit the charcoal, then took out a copper pot, poured the hot pot base and beef bone broth into the pot according to the proportion, and then placed the copper pot on the charcoal fire.

Taking advantage of this gap, Chen Yuan prepared two bowls of small dishes and brought them to the two girls along with chopsticks. While the water was boiling, he explained:

"Of course I know I'm not a great chef and can't make delicious food, so I'll have to change the way you eat it. When the pot is boiling, you can put whatever you want into the pot and dip it in it. When it's cooked, scoop it out into a bowl, dip it in seasoning, and you can eat it."

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were a little skeptical, but seeing Chen Yuan so confidently stated, they felt that he was not playing a prank on them.

They followed Chen Yuan's instructions and waited until the pot was boiling. Then they picked up their favorite dishes and put them into the pot. After they were cooked, they scooped them into their own bowls, dipped them in seasoning, and put them into their mouths.

hiss!
Both women almost jumped up. It was spicy and hot, and the taste was very stimulating, as if their taste buds were on fire.

After a while of struggling, I finally swallowed the food. My mouth was still burning, but the constant secretion of saliva made me want to continue eating.

Ning Rongrong swallowed her saliva, thinking about the hissing sound of her chewing and inhaling at the same time, which was really not very elegant, and her little face flushed.

Zhu Zhuqing is in the same situation. She is also very thin-skinned. It is embarrassing to see her eat like this.

Chen Yuan looked at them and asked in confusion:
"How does it taste? Is it delicious or not? Why don't you continue eating it?"

Ning Rongrong nodded quickly and said:
"It tastes great. What's the name of this way of eating?"

Chen Yuan took a deep breath and replied with some nostalgia:
"It's called hot pot."

Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment and said:
“It’s delicious, but it’s spicy and hot. It makes me feel like tears and snot are rolling down my cheeks when I eat it.”

Chen Yuan smiled slightly and said:
"It's okay. There are no outsiders here today. We are all family. Don't laugh at each other. If you think the food is delicious, just eat as much as you want. Otherwise, all my efforts will be in vain."

After these words were spoken, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing both felt something strange, and a sense of strangeness arose in their hearts.

After Chen Yuan finished speaking, he did not say anything else. He ate a piece of beef, dipped it in the sauce, put it in his mouth, and thought with great emotion:

"That's the taste..."

Seeing that Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing did not move their chopsticks, Chen Yuan continued:
"Eat quickly! My efforts cannot be wasted!"

A word awakened the dreamer. Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing picked up their chopsticks again. Together with Chen Yuan, the three of them started to eat with relish.

While eating, the three of them looked at each other and saw that they all had red faces and were out of breath, with tears and snot rolling down their faces. They tacitly agreed not to mention the matter, as if they had something on each other. At the same time, the relationship between the three of them was unknowingly getting closer.

　We will get back to business tomorrow. Let Shrek go bankrupt and get out. The protagonist will contact the Royal Fighting Team. The matter of the fairy grass should be put on the agenda.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)