High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

After taking a shower, Chen Wan'er came running out in her pajamas.

"Brother, brother, I'm done washing!"

Chen Wan'er ran up to Chen Mo and boasted:

"Smell it, it smells nice. Wan'er is very clean now."

"Oh! Really! Let your brother see!" Chen Mo picked up Chen Wan'er and took a deep breath. He smelled a sweet fragrance. His soft, cute little sister melted his heart.

"Mmm, it smells nice!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and rubbed his cheek against his sister's face; it was smooth and slippery.

"whee....."

Chen Wan'er also rubbed against her with a grin.

"Wan'er, don't you want your dad anymore? Dad is so sad right now!" Chen Mingyuan saw his daughter and son interacting and his jealousy kicked in. He deliberately cried out in a tearful tone.

My sweet and soft daughter, who is clearly my own, has been taken away by my son.

He's still a patient, so why doesn't anyone care about him?

"Huh? Daddy, I didn't abandon you! Be a good daddy!"

"Brother, put me down. I'm going to comfort Dad and tell him not to cry!"

Hearing her father's tearful complaint, Chen Wan'er became worried, got off Chen Mo, and went to Chen Mingyuan.

"Daddy, don't cry, Wan'er is here!"

Chen Wan'er coaxed her elderly father like a child.

"Great, Wan'er is finally paying attention to her dad." Chen Mingyuan picked up his daughter and let her sit on his lap.

"Oh, Daddy, don't hug me, you're pressing on your wound!"

Chen Wan'er was about to struggle, but thinking of her father's leg injury, she quickly stopped and became very careful.

"Don't worry, Dad's other leg is fine, it won't hurt the wound."

Chen Mingyuan didn't care; he wanted to play with his daughter.

"Sigh! Dad, why won't you listen to me!" Chen Wan'er sighed, truly at a loss with her father.

Chen Mo watched from the side, smiling silently.

My dad is injured and needs comforting, so I won't fight him for it.

Time passed quickly, and the aroma wafted from the kitchen, making Chen Mo and the other two swallow hard.

Chen Mo got up and went to the kitchen. Seeing his mother busy at work, he went to help.

"Go away, no need to help, we'll eat soon."

Seeing her son come in, Lin Fang quickly shooed him away.

"Mom, I just want to learn how to cook. If I'm ever away from the city for a long time, I'll starve if I don't know how to cook!"

Lin Fang stiffened, glanced at her son, and asked, "Is it not allowed to leave the city?"

Although she knew that becoming a martial artist required hunting ferocious beasts and that these beasts were dangerous, she still didn't want her son to encounter any danger.

"That won't do, I absolutely have to go, but Mom, don't worry, I'll be careful!"

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Mom, can you teach me how to cook? What should I pay attention to?"

Chen Mo chuckled and quickly changed the subject.

"Alright, then I'll teach you!"

Chen Mo has high mental strength and a quick mind; he can learn anything Lin Fang teaches him in just one lesson.

Moreover, under the influence of spiritual perception, his understanding of ingredients became more profound. He could accurately control the cooking time, the amount of seasonings, and the combination of ingredients as Lin Fang mentioned.

"Mom, I feel that this beast meat would be even better if it were stir-fried for another ten seconds."

"Really? You understand it so quickly? But the instructional video says that if you stay in the kitchen for too long, you'll age faster, and you'll lose most of the energy from the beast's meat."

Despite saying that, she kept cooking and, following her son's instructions, stir-fried it for an extra ten seconds.

However, just ten extra seconds of frying made the meat smell even more delicious, making it incredibly appetizing.

"It smells so good! Xiao Mo, how did you know to stir-fry it for ten more seconds?"

Lin Fang was pleasantly surprised. Stir-frying it for an extra ten seconds made the meat of the ferocious beast even more tender, much better than before.

"I can sense it! Once I comprehend the [momentum], I can perceive subtle changes. Whether the ferocious meat is cooked through, and how hot it is, I can know through perception."

Chen Mo explained with a smile that it wasn't a secret.

"I see! Even if I'm not a martial artist, I can still be a great chef."

"Mom, this is a waste of talent!" Chen Mo said with a wry smile.

"The chef is safe!"

Lin Fang rolled her eyes at her son. If she weren't worried about his safety, why would she have suggested that he become a chef?

"Mom, brother, it smells so good! What delicious food did you make?"

Smelling the aroma, Chen Wan'er couldn't resist and ran to the kitchen to see what dish smelled so good.

"It's delicious meat."

Upon hearing that it was meat, Chen Wan'er's eyes lit up instantly, just as her stomach began to rumble.

"Mom, I'm hungry!" Chen Wan'er touched her stomach a little shyly.

"Wait a minute, it'll be ready soon!" Lin Fang hurriedly took the food out of the pot, not having time to pay attention to her daughter.

Chen Mo watched his mother finish cooking the food. Once it was done, he picked up the vegetables and reached out to pull Chen Wan'er.

"Come here, Wan'er, we'll be eating soon!"

"Okay!" Chen Wan'er followed Chen Mo, skipping and hopping to the dining table and sitting down.

My eyes were glued to the dishes on the table, my stomach growling.

She quickly touched her belly:

"Don't groan, little tummy, you'll be eating soon!"

"Haha!" Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh. He picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of meat, and brought it to Chen Wan'er's lips.

"Here, have a taste first."

Chen Wan'er didn't open her mouth immediately. She swallowed and shook her head.

"Let's eat together with Mom and Dad!"

"It's alright, it's just to let Wan'er taste it and see if it's good! Come on, eat up."

The meat was right in front of her mouth, its rich aroma tempting Chen Wan'er, making her sniff and swallow repeatedly. Despite Chen Mo's attempts to dissuade her, she couldn't resist opening her mouth.

Chen Mo then put the meat in her mouth, and she immediately closed her mouth and began to chew.

The tender meat, oozing with sweet juices, made Chen Wan'er close her eyes involuntarily and savor it.

"Delicious, so delicious!"

While chewing, he shook his head and swayed his arms and legs, as if he were immersed in an ocean of happiness.

Chen Mo smiled, then went to the living room and pushed his father over.

Soon after, Lin Fang brought out the last dish, and the family happily ate it.

The family enjoyed their dinner very much.

Chen Mo's strong perception helped his mother a lot, allowing her to further improve her cooking skills.

"Originally, I was supposed to teach you how to cook, but in the end, you ended up teaching me," Lin Fang said with some emotion.

"Mom, we should learn from each other! If you hadn't taught me about things like controlling the heat, I wouldn't understand, and even if I did, I couldn't teach you!"

"Yes! I'm so amazing, I raised such a successful son!"

As Lin Fang spoke, she became proud and self-satisfied.

Her father and sister were also generous in praising Lin Fang, leaving her completely absorbed in the compliments.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Ding-dong..."