“Don’t worry, I still have some spirit rice!”
Chen Fan replied cheerfully.
Zhaojia Village didn’t have any spirit fields, but the spiritual energy in this world was abundant.
One mu of land could produce one or two liang of spirit rice.
After Chen Fan came to Zhaojia Village, he taught everyone a compost recipe.
Zhaojia Village's spirit rice production doubled.
Therefore, Zhaojia Village directly promised him thirty jin of spirit rice every year.
What was left now was just enough for one meal.
As for the future, as long as his plan succeeded, how could he possibly not have spirit rice to eat!
“Hmph, that’s more like it!”
While things were lively at Chen Fan's home, Dazhuang also rushed to the village head’s house.
“Village head, village head, good news!”
“Cough cough cough, you silly fool, have you got ants in your pants? You're scaring the soul out of me!”
The village head, who was quite old, was startled by Dazhuang and scolded him while holding a pottery bowl.
Dazhuang looked at the coughing village head and scratched his neck, sheepishly replying.
“Village head, it’s not me, it’s A Fan, he’s going to marry a wife.”
“What!”
The village head instantly doubled in height, threw away his bowl, and headed out.
“What are you doing, you haven’t finished your meal yet, you're going to die, aren't you!”
The village head's wife's face twitched, and Dazhuang’s legs trembled.
The village head’s wife was known throughout the village as a formidable woman.
She was a master of both quarreling and beating!
No one in Zhaojia Village dared to provoke her.
“Old woman, you know what kind of person Chen Fan is.
Even if he takes a liking to someone, he won’t do anything without a push.
This kid doesn’t have any relatives in our village, how can I not go and check things out!”
The village head's face revealed a flattering expression as he explained with a smile.
His wife was good in every way, except for her overbearing personality.
The village head's wife, Zhou Shi, nodded after thinking for a moment and gulped down the rice in her bowl.
“If you're going, I'm going too, gulp.”
After swallowing the rice with a sip of water, Zhou Shi immediately gave Zhao Damu’s meal to her grandchildren.
The village head twitched at the corner of his mouth. He just wanted to take a look, he didn’t say he wasn’t going to eat!
“Alright, Xiao Fan wouldn’t shortchange you, bring that half-jar of wine you’ve been hiding.”
“No, that wine is...”
The village head was about to argue, but under Zhou Shi’s glare, he didn’t dare to say another word.
Soon, the village head, his wife, and Dazhuang arrived at Chen Fan’s house again.
“Village head, why are you here?”
Seeing the village head and his wife at his door, Chen Fan quickly greeted them while stir-frying vegetables.
“Auntie Zhou, come sit down and have some food together!”
Chen Fan didn’t care about the old village head, but he had to show respect to Zhou Shi.
When he first arrived at Zhaojia Village, it was Zhou Shi who pressured her family to help him build a thatched hut.
Although Zhou Shi wanted to marry him into her old family, Chen Fan would never forget that kindness.
Well, getting married into her family was impossible!
Zhou Xiao Mei was so big, she was three Cuihua’s combined!
He couldn’t handle it, he couldn’t handle it!
“Xiao Fan, you don’t need to, we’ve already eaten.
Step aside, your Uncle Zhao has something to talk to you about, I’ll take care of the pot!”
Saying that, Zhou Shi snatched the spatula from Chen Fan’s hand without hesitation.
Then, Chen Fan was dumbfounded as the village head dragged him to the door.
As for Dazhuang, he was drooling at the stove!
Not just Dazhuang, Zhang Tian Xian and Zhang Tian Yu were also standing in line beside him.
In the heavens, there were only fruits and jade dew elixirs. Even in the mortal realm, they only had stewed or boiled food. This was the first time the two had seen stir-frying.
Especially the aroma of the stir-fried food, it made the two princesses, who had never seen such things, drool.
“Hey, big guy, what’s this called?”
Upon hearing this, Dazhuang raised his head and said proudly.
“This is called an iron pan, it’s used for stir-frying.
It’s the only one in Zhaojia Village, A Fan bothered the blacksmith for three months to get it made!”
“Zhaojia Village only has one, isn’t there any in town?”
Zhang Tian Yu couldn’t help but retort.
Dazhuang scratched his head and honestly said.
“Of course there are, but it’s likely A Fan sold them. But even the head chefs in the big restaurants in town don’t have a pan as good as A Fan’s.”
“So powerful? I don’t believe it!”
“Stir-frying, iron pan!”
Zhang Tian Shou’s brow furrowed, she felt something was wrong with the pan.
Even though it was just ordinary vegetables, after being cooked in that iron pan, there was a trace of spiritual energy gathering, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into spirit food.
Heavenly Eyes Open!
Zhang Tian Shou’s eyes flashed with a clear light, a golden light rose from the iron pan.
The iron pan was surrounded by golden light of merit, and the laws and principles of the Dao circulated.
“Another sacred artifact of merit, he’s actually using a sacred artifact of merit to stir-fry!”
Zhang Tian Shou felt her legs go weak and her heart beat rapidly.
That was a sacred artifact of merit!
Although it looked like a low-grade sacred artifact, it was still a sacred artifact, alright!
Such a treasure shouldn’t be left unguarded on an altar.
It was actually used for stir-frying on a stove, it was simply a waste of such a treasure!
“Stop, put down that pan!”
“Huh?”
Zhou Shi raised her head in confusion, her arm skillfully pushed the vegetables into the pottery bowl.
“Miss, what’s wrong with you?”
Chen Fan leaned out from the room and looked at Zhang Tian Shou suspiciously, kindly asking.
Zhang Tian Xian and Tian Yu, who hadn’t opened their heavenly eyes, also turned their heads in confusion.
What’s wrong with Big Sister?
Zhang Tian Shou smiled awkwardly. She was simply too excited, so she could only awkwardly continue to ask.
“Sir, that pan?”
“Oh, that’s an iron pan, you’ve probably never seen it before.
This iron pan is specifically used for stir-frying, if you like it, I can give you one!”
“Specifically for stir-frying?”
Zhang Tian Shou was taken aback. Suddenly, she remembered the first pottery jars, porcelain bowls, etc. that were enshrined in the Fire Cloud Cave.
She had heard that the sages in the Fire Cloud Cave often took them down to cook food.
After they were done, they would wash them clean and put them back on the altar.
So that’s it, everything has its own purpose.
If it was placed on a high platform, it would lose its original function.
Zhang Tian Shou seemed to have a sudden realization, her primordial spirit became clear, and her cultivation realm actually improved.
Zhang Tian Shou immediately tidied up her clothes and bowed respectfully to Chen Fan.
“Sir, you are a great talent, Tian Shou has learned a lot today!”
“Ah?”