When did the sect get an iron pot? Oh right, it was taken out of the cauldron before...
Little Tiger had followed the Sect Leader to the town before and had seen the inns there. A few years ago, when the Sect Leader had a little bit of spare money, he had taken him there, but it was only that one time.
However, he still remembered the taste of the stir-fried dishes from back then. He had secretly asked the waiter and found out that there were also iron pots used for stir-frying.
But that was not the most shocking thing. When Chen Muxue started to scoop the rice, the three kids were truly stunned.
"Se... Sect Leader... Are we eating... white rice today?" Little Tiger said, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
Chen Muxue was taken aback for a moment, only then did she see the shock and longing in the three little kids' eyes.
Oh no, she forgot that before Grandpa Yuan was here, rice was very precious. Most people would mix it with other coarse grains or even chaff to cook it, and many families only dared to cook thin rice porridge.
No wonder there was so little rice left in the rice jar!
However, Chen Muxue wouldn't admit it was her mistake. She just chuckled awkwardly: "It's good to indulge once in a while."
It seems that not only does she have to worry about cultivation to maintain the sect, but she also has to find a way to make money...
After Chen Muxue moved her chopsticks, the few children started to eat too. However, even when picking dishes, they only picked wild vegetables, and none of the children voluntarily took the scarce oil residue.
Chen Muxue didn't realize that they usually ate boiled vegetables in plain water. She felt a bit frustrated seeing the kids' faces turn red from the spiciness, as she had only cut two small chilies.
Growing up in the Southwest, she had always eaten spicy food and hadn't considered that the kids couldn't handle it.
Well, eating it a few more times will make it better.
The kids, though constantly hissing from the spice, didn't stop eating and continued to eat in big mouthfuls.
Delicious, so delicious! They never knew wild vegetables could taste like this!
Seeing that no one was picking the oil residue, Chen Muxue picked two pieces for each of them, and with one piece left, she placed it in Xiao Hua's bowl.
"The Sect Leader didn't even eat it." Xiao Hua didn't take it.
"It's okay, the Sect Leader doesn't like to eat this, you have it." Chen Muxue smiled.
After Chen Muxue finished eating and put down her bowl, she suddenly felt that something was off.
The few children seemed to feel it too, ignoring the spiciness, and showed puzzled expressions.
Xiao Hua, catching her breath, was about to eat the last piece of oil residue when suddenly, she groaned and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
"Xiao Hua?!" Little Tiger, sitting right next to Xiao Hua, quickly put down Xiao Hua's bowl and gently patted her back. "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"
Seeing the concerned looks in everyone's eyes, Xiao Hua shook her head in confusion: "Xiao Hua doesn't hurt, Xiao Hua is just catching her breath."
Kids of four or five aren't very articulate, but Chen Muxue understood, because as a cultivator, she could see other things...
She clearly felt an extremely potent Spirit Root the moment Xiao Hua spat blood. It was too fast for her to see exactly what kind of Spirit Root it was, but she knew clearly it was from Xiao Hua.
Poison?
Chen Muxue was about to check further, but as she stood up, a wave of Spiritual Energy radiated from her.
"Sect Leader, did you... just break through?" Little Tiger looked at Chen Muxue, somewhat dumbfounded. He wasn't gifted in cultivation, but having been with the Sect Leader for so long, he could tell something had happened.
Da Fu and Da Gui exchanged glances, bewildered.
They also felt that after eating, something seemed off, but it wasn't something bad.
Chen Muxue was stunned for a moment, her mind racing, then she looked at the now-empty dish.
Well, it seems she's bonded with the iron pot for life.