Qin Yang got up from the bed and stretched his muscles, with his bones making crisp popping sounds.
At this mont, the jade bracelet in Qin Yang's hand was still flawlessly transparent, but there was a faint sense that the srizing icy glow seed to have waned slightly.
"The spiritual energy contained within the jade bracelet has been almost completely consud. However, with the material like jadeite that easily attracts spiritual energy, it won't be long before it returns to its original state."
Qin Yang murmured softly, then subrged the jade bracelet into the fish tank containing the Fire Spirit Fish. With the spiritual energy exhaled by the Fire Spirit Fish, the recovery speed of the spiritual energy within the jade bracelet could be accelerated.
The sun moved below the horizon, and the light in the room gradually dimd. Qin Yang pushed open the door and walked outside, where the hall lights were brightly lit.
On the sofa in the living room, Ruan Xinxue sat barefoot watching TV. She was slightly stunned when she saw Qin Yang walk out of the bedroom.
"Qin Yang, you didn't leave the room all afternoon?" Ruan Xinxue asked, having just returned from a full afternoon at work in the company.
Qin Yang nodded with a smile, his gaze falling on Ruan Xinxue. At that mont, her red office attire was replaced by a white T-shirt on top and a blue skirt below, revealing her snow-white thighs.
"I'm a little hungry. I was thinking of ordering takeout. What do you want to eat?"
Ruan Xinxue took out her phone as she spoke and asked.
"No need to order takeout. I'm going to cook a dicinal al soon. Let's eat together."
Qin Yang smiled, having that fifty thousand RMB, so slightly more expensive herbs could now be bought. The strength of this body was currently only about twice that of an average person, far from the physique of a cultivator, and still needed improvent.
"You know how to cook dicinal als?" Ruan Xinxue's eyes sparkled.
"Hehe, don't forget, I'm a doctor. By the way, where's the nearest traditional dicine shop?"
Ruan Xinxue thought for a mont and said, "Exit the community gate, walk east for about five hundred ters, and there's Harmony Hall which has quite a lot of herb stock."
Qin Yang nodded, left the community, and quickly found the Harmony Hall. Indeed, as Ruan Xinxue said, there was a variety of herbs in the shop, including a wild ginseng plant that had arrived a few days ago.
The wild ginseng was thirty years old, palm-sized, and priced at four hundred and eighty thousand RMB. Qin Yang didn't feel the least bit upset spending on it and bought it directly.
"This is just a thirty-year-old wild ginseng. If it were a hundred-year-old one, it would take three to four million RMB to acquire."
After taking the wild ginseng, Qin Yang bought so other herbs for making the dicinal al and left the Harmony Hall. Then, he took a cab to a bustling poultry market, where he bought four freshly slaughtered black-boned chickens and several large earthenware pots.
After this circle of purchases, the money Qin Yang had quickly reduced to just over ten thousand left.
The night grew deeper within the apartnt.
Ruan Xinxue lay on the sofa, her feet swinging idly in the air while the blue skirt outlined the curve of her shapely hips.
"Why is Qin Yang still not back."
Ruan Xinxue's eyes fixed on the door as her stomach grumbled with hunger.
Just when Ruan Xinxue was feeling a bit disillusioned, the door opened from the outside, with Qin Yang carrying bags upon bags as he walked in.
"Why did you buy so much stuff?"
Ruan Xinxue was slightly surprised and then helped Qin Yang put the items on the dining table.
"Hey? What's this?"
Among the bags Qin Yang brought back, Ruan Xinxue's gaze fell on a red wooden box.
"A piece of wild ginseng."
Qin Yang's eyes glead with pleasant delight as he laughed.
Before crossing over to this world, for Qin Yang, who had reached the Immortal Venerable Realm, a thirty-year-old wild ginseng was like a rotten tree root, but for his current self, it was a precious treasure.
"You're not going to use it to cook the dicinal al, are you? Ginseng is indeed a great tonic, but even healthy people shouldn't eat too much," said Ruan Xinxue.
"Hehe, don't worry. You'll only get one root from it, and the rest is mine." Qin Yang laughed as he pinched a tiny root from the wild ginseng.
"You're really going to eat a whole wild ginseng in one go? Aren't you afraid of bleeding from every orifice? Hurry up and cook; I'm starving."
Ruan Xinxue gave Qin Yang a quirky look and then returned to the sofa in her slippers, waiting for Qin Yang's dicinal al.
Qin Yang washed the four black-boned chickens well, placing three in one earthen pot and the remaining one in another. He added wolfberries, Rehmannia, Sichuan Lovage, and other herbs, along with a bit of Shaoxing wine in each pot.
After finishing all this, Qin Yang put the wild ginseng in the pot with the three chickens—the one he reserved for himself. In the pot for Ruan Xinxue, he only added a root cut into fine shreds.
Next ca gentle simring over low heat.
Ruan Xinxue sat on the sofa, holding the remote control and boringly switching TV channels, as waves of rich aroma wafted from the kitchen.
"It truly slls delicious."
Ruan Xinxue's eyes brightened as she looked toward the direction of the kitchen. That aroma seed to penetrate to the bone, awakening the hunger lurking within her.
"Just one more hour until we can eat."
Qin Yang wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen.
"Do we still have to wait for an hour?"
Ruan Xinxue groaned with a pained look.
Qin Yang smiled and nodded, then went into his bedroom to continue cultivating.
Feeling bored, Ruan Xinxue picked up a bag of potato chips and started chewing on it, her eyes glancing at the TV shows but occasionally looking toward the kitchen. The fragrance grew increasingly tempting.
"I can't take it; I'm starving."
Ruan Xinxue put down the potato chips and lay on the sofa. This junk food makes one gain weight, and she usually doesn't eat much of it.
The aroma of herbs and at wafting from the kitchen made Ruan Xinxue glance at the wall's quartz clock frequently. Oh, co on, being this hungry is making
dizzy.
In the torturous wait, ti ticked away second by second.
"Ten minutes..."
"Twenty minutes..."
"Half an hour..."
"..."
"It's been an hour!"
Ruan Xinxue's face lit up as she jumped off the sofa. The aroma in the hall had reached its peak.
"Be restrained, be restrained. Do I have to be this excited about eating food made by a guy?"
Ruan Xinxue reminded herself in her heart.
"Why hasn't that guy co out yet? It's been an hour."
Ruan Xinxue's gaze shifted to Qin Yang's room door, which was still tightly shut. Should she go to the kitchen to take a look? Help him with the pot—it was to help with the pot, not to sneak a taste, anyway, he said it'd take an hour.
Then, Ruan Xinxue walked to the kitchen in her slippers. The fragrance grew even more drool-worthy along the way.
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