"Aren't you stating the obvious? If she could eat sothing, this illness wouldn't exist," Cui Xu said disdainfully again.
"Mm, you're right, so we need to try eating things, eating until we find what you can swallow. This is the thod to treat you," Xiaoyao nodded as he spoke.
"..." At this mont, Cui Xu was sowhat confused by Xiaoyao, the logic not yet clear in his mind.
"You an for to continue eating things?" Dongfang Wunian asked puzzledly.
"Yes, keep eating until we find what you can eat," As Xiaoyao spoke, he ladled a bowl of soup. "This soup just finished cooking. Try this soup first, it's easier to swallow."
"Alright, I'll try..." Dongfang Wunian took Xiaoyao's soup and prepared to try it. However, before drinking the soup, she stared at that bowl for quite a while, her expression changing, as if engaged in an internal battle.
Hey, it's just a bowl of soup, not asking you to die, why make such a big deal of it?
Xiaoyao was sowhat speechless but didn't interfere, turning to stare at the fire in a daze...
...
...
At the sa ti—
She definitely can't drink it, absolutely. Cui Xu shouted in his heart.
"Gulp..."
Dongfang Wunian drank the soup. At this mont, she was prepared to vomit it back up, because she had tried drinking soup more than once before and always imdiately vomited it out.
When she prepared to vomit, she discovered she hadn't vomited anything at all. Moreover, she had a craving in her heart to continue drinking.
Xiaoyao's bowl of soup actually made her have the desire to continue drinking. After this discovery, she suddenly realized the deliciousness of this soup, that taste was difficult to express in words. Even though she had never eaten fine food, she could be certain this deliciousness was rare in the human world.
No, that's not right. Even if there were those rare ones in the world, her father had found quite a few such foods and invited the most famous chefs, but none had allowed her to eat anything. Could his cooking skills be better than theirs?
Never mind, drink the soup first.
At this mont, Dongfang Wunian didn't think much about anything else. Since she could drink soup, she would drink first. She was afraid that after this ti, she might not be able to drink again, then it would be too late for regret!
"Another bowl," Dongfang Wunian handed the bowl without a single drop remaining to Xiaoyao.
"Sure. There's plenty of this..." Xiaoyao smiled and ladled another bowl for Dongfang Wunian. Unexpectedly, it succeeded on the first try. This way he didn't need to experint.
After Dongfang Wunian received the soup again, she began drinking, but this ti she wasn't as rushed as before. Instead, she slowly savored it. She felt this soup's deliciousness was indescribable, the best she had ever drunk.
"Ah..." Cui Xu opened his mouth wide, looking at Dongfang Wunian in disbelief. This, how was this possible? Dongfang Wunian had actually swallowed the soup, actually swallowed it without vomiting.
Moreover, she was continuing to drink...
At this mont, another person was also opening his mouth wide, the elder who had accidentally glanced toward Xiaoyao's side. When he first looked, he hadn't paid attention and directly turned back to continue his own business. But soon, he discovered sothing he found hard to believe, then looked toward Xiaoyao's side again, staring dazedly at Dongfang Wunian drinking soup.
This elder's focus this ti was actually Dongfang Wunian. She was the sect master's precious daughter and also a little girl loved by many elders. He understood her situation well, knowing she had never eaten anything since childhood. The sect master and so elders had been troubled by this matter.
The current situation was that Dongfang Wunian was actually drinking soup. Although it was just soup, this was sothing that had never happened before. Could it be that her illness was already cured?
"Elder, what's wrong?" A nearby disciple noticed the elder's condition and imdiately asked. Following the elder's gaze, they were also stunned. It seed everyone more or less knew about Dongfang Wunian's problem. Now they understood why the elder had such a surprised expression.
What was going on? Junior Sister Dongfang could actually eat things now?
Had her illness recovered, or was this thing so delicious that even she, an anorexic, could eat it, and eat it so happily!
"This Xiaoyao is really interesting, he can actually make sothing Second Miss can eat." The dicinal garden people also saw this at this mont. They all understood that if nothing unexpected happened, Xiaoyao would definitely be rewarded by the sect master.
Everyone knew the sect master treasured this Second Miss most. Second Miss's anorexia had always been the sect master's heartache. Although they didn't know how Xiaoyao did it, Second Miss eating sothing was a fact. Even if she couldn't eat later, the sect master would think Xiaoyao might have a solution. Therefore, Xiaoyao had beco quite important.
"Little brother, could you also let drink a bowl of your soup?" At this mont, the elder had already flashed to Xiaoyao's side in the first instant.
"Sure, help yourself,” Xiaoyao quickly ladled a bowl for the elder. Anyway, there was still a lot of soup, he couldn't finish it himself. For Chi Chi, no matter how much, it was the sa, one bowl more or less didn't matter.
"Gulp... gulp gulp gulp..."
"Ah... truly heavenly deliciousness. Now I understand why Wunian would drink your soup!" After finishing, the elder imdiately sighed, then said, "Could I have another bowl?"
"No problem, but ladle it yourself. Don't be polite. Although this kind of monster beast is rare, the current ingredients can make quite a bit, enough for everyone here to have a al," Xiaoyao said with a smile.
"Then I won't be polite," The elder seed very direct too, showing no embarrassnt. He even took so of Xiaoyao's roasted at to eat, exclaiming again in amazent.
"I want to eat this roasted at too," Seeing the elder's appearance, Dongfang Wunian beca sowhat tempted.
"No!" Xiaoyao imdiately said.
"Why?" Dongfang Wunian asked. The elder was also curious about this question, he thought Dongfang Wunian should be able to eat everything now, at least temporarily.
"Your stomach has never eaten anything. Solid food might be hard to adapt to, and roasted things are even harder to adapt to. You need to take it step by step. First drink soup, eat so liquid foods. During this period, just drink soup and eat porridge. After so ti, then you can eat rice and soft foods, adapting bit by bit," Xiaoyao said to Dongfang Wunian sowhat seriously.
"Oh, I understand! Then I'll drink soup first. Will you make this kind of soup for every day?" Dongfang Wunian nodded, then asked Xiaoyao with a smile.
"I can make it, but it won't be the sa every day. Tomorrow I'll change to a different kind, letting you adapt to other food flavors," Xiaoyao said with a smile.
"Good!" Dongfang Wunian nodded very obediently. Her personality was originally quite well-behaved, which was why so many people liked her. Now, Xiaoyao was the doctor and she was the patient, naturally she should obediently listen.
However, Dongfang Wunian's obedience made Cui Xu on the side very displeased. Now he wished he could kick Xiaoyao off a cliff, out of sight, out of mind.
The elder didn't have any particular feelings about this, just felt Xiaoyao didn't seem to rely solely on cooking skills to cure Dongfang Wunian's illness. These statents had good dical reasoning. He felt this young man before him should have decent dical skills.
Since he was an herb gatherer, knowing so dical skills wasn't surprising.
At this mont, the elder and others wouldn't think Xiaoyao's dical skills were brilliant, they just felt Xiaoyao happened to have so dical skills and superb cooking abilities, so he happened to cure Dongfang Wunian's illness. This was just a coincidence.
This ti, Xiaoyao's ability to make Dongfang Wunian eat sothing was attributed to Xiaoyao's cooking skills, not dical skills. So even if the dical Elder eventually learned of this matter, he wouldn't feel his dical skills had been defeated by Xiaoyao. Others also wouldn't think Xiaoyao's dical skills were higher than the dical Elder's.
With Dongfang Wunian and the elder's soup-drinking actions, Xiaoyao's pot of soup imdiately beca everyone's target. Xiaoyao didn't mind, letting everyone share. Soon, that pot of soup was empty, not even dregs remained.
Everyone now rembered Xiaoyao's cooking skills, temporarily forgetting Xiaoyao's identity as an herb gatherer. They all asked Xiaoyao to continue making another pot. If there weren't enough ingredients, they would go hunt for more.
Xiaoyao ended up making several pots, but didn't let those disciples hunt for ingredients because today's ingredients were still sufficient with so to spare. However, if tomorrow continued like this, there might not be enough. Fortunately, Xiaoyao didn't plan to make the sa soup tomorrow, he would find other ingredients.
Afterward, everyone seed to reach a consensus, if they killed monster beasts in the future, they must let Xiaoyao take a look. This ti it wasn't for dicinal materials, but for food ingredients.
Xiaoyao afterward seed to beco a cook in everyone's hearts rather than an herb gatherer. However, Xiaoyao rembered what his identity was. Therefore, he only took responsibility for making his own food and Dongfang Wunian's soup. The extra could be freely shared, but if they wanted Xiaoyao to continue making more, that depended on Xiaoyao's mood. Sotis he would make it, sotis he'd be too lazy.
Over the following days, Dongfang Wunian seed able to drink all the soups Xiaoyao made. Her complexion beca rosy, and her skin began to beco more lustrous and delicate. This made her, who was already charming enough, beco even more infinitely charming. This also made Cui Xu feel increasingly displeased.
Because Dongfang Wunian had been walking together with Xiaoyao recently. Although he followed too, he couldn't interject much. At the sa ti, he discovered that regarding his warnings to Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao would just smile, not knowing whether he understood or refused.
(End of Chapter)
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