Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 127 Master Xu is Capable
But after smelling the fragrance, one also feels a desire to immerse oneself in it and indulge in it.

They wanted to steal fruit to eat, they wanted to steal gold ingots, and they wanted to find the goddess to give alms.

But the word "early" in my heart kept me focused, and I wavered in my frantic struggle.

Just as he was about to fall, a bearded man pushed him underwater, giving him a sharp wake-up call.

Then they dragged him to a corner.

"I never imagined there was a scholar in Guobei. It's a pity you're going to die here too."

"This place is connected to hell; you can enter but not leave."

In a daze, Zao thought that I should listen to Teacher Xu.

Meanwhile, it's Lunar New Year's Eve for outsiders.

The place was brightly decorated and bustling with activity.

Smoke from cooking fires, laughter, happiness, joy.

tuk tuk tuk

"Xu Xuan, open the door!"

Xiaoqing's habitual shout didn't bring up Xu Hanwen, but instead summoned all the neighbors and relatives.

All around, eyes shot towards them like sharp swords, scrutinizing them.

Wow, Mr. Xu is quite capable.

No wonder the official media wouldn't agree to it no matter how they introduced her; it turns out they were aiming for a woman who wouldn't marry anyone but a fairy.

crunch~~
The wooden door opened, and Mr. Xu hurriedly welcomed the two in, shielding them from gossipy stares. The rumors had already reached the West Lake.

Miss Bai politely exchanged a few pleasantries and then presented a delicate pastry.

Xiaoqing, on the other hand, had already naturally found some fruit and started eating it.

He then pointed to the live chicken tied up in the yard and asked what he wanted to do with it.

"We're making New Year's Eve dinner. There are quite a lot of dishes today, so please wait a moment."

"New Year's Eve dinner?"

Xiaoqing wasn't particularly looking forward to the food. In this era, most dishes were steamed or boiled, and the meat wasn't prepared very well.

Miss Bai had even less expectation; she was the kind of practitioner who truly lived a life of hardship and deprivation.

Looking at the things piled up in the courtyard, her opinion was: Young Master Xu has not been cultivating for long and still has too many attachments to the mortal world.

That's true.

Xu Xuan has a very firm belief in the New Year.

Is it acceptable not to have a full table of New Year's Eve dinner? Absolutely not!
He released several butterflies, each doing its own thing in the courtyard.

With a flap of its wings and a kick of its legs, it hangs upside down to bleed.

Another butterfly came to the stove and fluttered its wings to fan the air. The water on top was boiling to remove its feathers.

Adding firewood, gutting and disemboweling—a great deal of work was proceeding in an orderly manner.

The venison and bear meat sent by the academy were also being processed at the same time.

There was also some beef sent by Magistrate Song. In the agricultural era, killing cattle was illegal, and this one just happened to fall to its death.

Xu Xuan was directing Butterfly to cut the meat when he suddenly had a brilliant idea.

"Miss Bai, I've heard that Taoists possess the art of scattering beans to create soldiers. I wonder..."

This idea is very creative, so please don't overthink it.

Miss Bai said in an annoyed tone.

“Those beans are the carriers of the soldiers’ spirits. They are offered daily in front of the ancestral tablets of each sect to receive incense, and the soldiers are summoned when needed.”

"Buddhism also has powerful warriors, but if they are used for cooking, they will be punished by heaven."

It's a bit awkward. I thought I could hire some domestic workers to make it look better, but they all turned out to be soldiers.

Bai Suzhen thought Xu Xuan was too busy, so she decided to help cook.

She's elegant in public and skilled in the kitchen, good-looking, good-tempered, and incredibly capable—a dream come true.

This suggestion could very well appeal to someone with a heart of stone; the power of a delicate hand holding a spoon is absolutely deadly.

But not today. Xu has to cook his signature dishes himself.

Full of confidence, he took out the soy sauce he had obtained from the Ji family, as well as the sesame oil he had extracted using his magic.

"I have a few homemade side dishes that are simple and delicious."

"Just you wait and see."

Thankfully, soy sauce already exists in this era, otherwise all homemade side dishes would be gone.

Next, the two female snakes saw a variety of cooking methods, including roasting, grilling, frying, and deep-frying.

That chicken was used for stir-frying, a traditional method of stir-frying chicken from the classic Chinese medical text, Qimin Yaoshu.

Break it, put it in a copper pot, and stir until the yellow and white colors are mixed. Finely shred the white part of the scallion, add salt, rice, fermented black beans, and sesame oil, and stir-fry. It is very fragrant and delicious.

Xu Xuan made a slight improvement, changing the scrambled eggs to scrambled chicken pieces.

With his mastery of the primordial energy of heaven and earth and his own body after entering the Dao, his control over fire and swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world.

The seasoning approach draws inspiration from the culinary culture of the next thousand years, a clear case of overwhelming superiority.

They even put together special effects, but of course, it's still not as good as the Little Chef style.

The golden light shooting wildly into the sky, attracting fairies to descend to earth or riding dragons to heaven, is too extravagant. It's enough for it to just shine in the courtyard.

The aroma was so strong that it could almost be smelled from several miles away when it was halfway done.

If it weren't for Young Master Xu's current high status, why would anyone come to visit?

As dusk settled, a huge table was prepared, making the neighbor's kid cry with envy.

Xiaoqing's eyes were practically glued to the dining table. She never imagined that the scholar-monk was not only a professional at killing and doing bad things, but also a surprisingly good cook.

Is it appropriate for a monk to prepare a table full of meat dishes?

Master Fahai put away the butterflies and walked over proudly.

"No rush, no rush, let's hang up the peach charms first."

When you open the door, you see thousands of lights shining outside. This light pierces through the cold, illuminates the way home for those returning, and warms everyone's heart.

Laughter and cheerful voices drifted in from all directions, creating a melody that was no less impressive than that of the teacher.

Xu Xuan and Xiao Qing hung the portraits of the two gods, Shen Tu and Yu Lei, which were carefully drawn by Master Mao, on the door.

Upon seeing this, Bai Suzhen casually drew a talisman in the air, and two beams of spiritual light descended into the painting from an unknown place.

Shen Tu! Yu Lei!
I vaguely heard two divine generals announcing their divine names to all directions, implying that this small courtyard was under their protection.

Meeting the curious eyes of the two children, Miss Bai simply explained that this was the edict for entering the Taoist sect.

At night, a full moon hangs high in the sky, and stars twinkle.

The three sat together, preparing to enjoy their New Year's Eve dinner.

Take out a jade pot and cups, which were already filled with Tusu wine.

This drink, also known as "New Year's Wine," is made with Chinese medicinal herbs such as rhubarb, atractylodes macrocephala, cinnamon twigs, saposhnikovia divaricata, Sichuan pepper, aconite, and prepared aconite root. It's a celebration because the child has grown a year older, and it's suitable for young people to drink.

The method of making Tusu wine during the Zhengchao Festival is said to prevent illness and epidemics. Every custom of the festival has its reason.

These ubiquitous principles constitute the order of human society.

Xiao Qing glanced at her sister with a sly look, and only when she found that she wasn't being scolded did she excitedly look at the drinks.

I took a sip. It didn't taste good.

But the meat is delicious.

Snakes are carnivorous, and this dish is just what I'm looking for.

After tasting it, he praised it highly, and his mind even went wild, using several idioms correctly, which made Teacher Xu quite gratified. This child's brain has finally come back to normal.

The point of the New Year's Eve dinner is to have a lively and joyful time together, drinking and chatting.

Even though Miss Bai doesn't talk much, her long history is a treasure trove for Xu Xuan.

He knows a little about anything related to cultivation, and he can even talk about the divine duties during the Lunar New Year in great detail. His sect's background is certainly not simple.

There was another part of the meal that Xiaoqing was most looking forward to: the New Year's gift.

(End of this chapter)