
When Xue Fanxin saw these tools for the first time, she noticed that something was mixing with the mysterious purple — color green crystal. From time to time, the purple color was emitting a strange light.
Perhaps the spirituality of kitchen tools and cutlery is so strong because of the purple objects in it.
At first, he had thought that this was a characteristic of a tool refined by a high-level distiller. But he now realized that purple mithril had been added to them, which was why there was a purple color.
Although he did not know what a purple mithril was, he could guess from little Lei's reaction that it must have been incredible.
Even the green crystal was trash in little Lei's eyes. Then, this purple mithril was definitely a hundred, thousands of times more valuable than green crystals…
Ah Jiu actually used an extremely valuable item to purify the pots and pans for her. He was really willing to part with her!
"Little Lei, what is purple mithril?" Xue Fanxin asked Little Lei. He knew only he could satisfy his curiosity.
Little Lei took the plate and admired it. “Mithril purple is a rare purification material. Only when the phenomenon of the Eastern Purple Fog was produced did there exist a small chance of condensing it, and the number was small. The Eastern Purple Fog only happened once or twice in a thousand years and ten thousand years. This purple mithril was even harder to produce than the Eastern Purple Fog phenomenon. One could imagine how valuable it was. I heard that if you add some purple mithril while refining the tool, there is a great possibility to make a god artifact. Furthermore, it would have a purple mist, like Jiushang Guqin and Flute Xue You.”
There were so many pots and pans refined with purple mithril in front of him. Does this mean that even chopsticks were most likely god artifacts, with purple mist?
Using purple mithril to purify pots, bowls, spoons, and basins and using them to cook food was truly an unprecedented feat!
However, just the thought of such an incredible feat made him excited. He was even more excited to eat with this tableware.
“You mean these pots and pans may be god artifacts?” Xue Fanxin was surprised. He looked at Ye Jiushang in confusion, feeling his brain short circuit. He could not imagine that the huge pile of kitchen utensils in front of him were god artifacts…
Using divine artifacts to cook, eat, and drink soup, just thinking about it had already delighted him…
“There are very few purple mithril used, so they are most widely regarded as spirit artifacts, albeit with a stronger spirituality. They cannot be divine artifacts,” Ye Jiushang said indifferently. From his calm tone, one could tell that he did not feel any heartache on the purple mithril.
However, even if it was a spirit artifact, it was quite a shock to Xue Fanxin. “You purified many spirit artifacts for me? Ah Jiu, do you love me or hurt me?”
He brought many spirit artifacts with him. If others knew it, wouldn't he be chased all day?
“This is all ordinary spirit artifacts. I gave them a secret technique. All over the world, besides me, only you can use it. If anyone used it forcibly, they would be injured by the secret technique on them. They would be paralyzed, or worst of all, they would lose their lives. However, for safety reasons, I hid the spirituality of this spirit artifact. Ordinary people cannot say that it is a spirit artifact, so you can use it without worry.”
He had thought about this while refining this spirit artifact. Therefore, he hid their spirituality and made their appearance as customary as possible.
Now, in the eyes of outsiders, these spirit tools were only relatively good kitchen utensils and tableware, nothing special.
After learning about his countermeasures, Xue Fanxin's worries disappeared. Only joy remains now. He held the pot in his hand and kissed it solemnly.
“Wow, wow, wow. Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu, you really are amazing!”
"I'd rather you kiss me," Ye Jiushang said with a raised eyebrow. He suddenly felt a little envious of the pot in Xue Fanxin's hand. At the same time, he was a little angry, wanting to smash the pot.
How dare a pot snatch a woman from him? It doesn't seem like it wants to be a pot anymore. The pot in Xue Fanxin's hand seemed to feel Ye Jiushang's anger. It held back its aura and secretly pretended to be an ordinary pot.
Little Lei was caught in the crossfire. He must endure the anger of his master.
He glanced at Little Lei, who was lying on the side and had been shot innocently, and released his cold aura. Even if he did not say a word, his intent was clear: You must be lost.
Little Lei trembled under Ye Jiushang's gaze. He knew very well that if he did not leave these two lovebirds alone, the result would be tragic. However, he wanted to eat roasted rabbit meat and crystal hotpots.
In order to satisfy his wish, he had to make a request to Xue Fanxin before leaving. “Sister, when are you going to bake a rabbit for me? I caught so many rabbits yesterday, but you only roasted one for me. Where are the other rabbits?”
“I will ask Fuyun to take care of those rabbits in the kitchen early in the morning.” As Xue Fanxin finished speaking, Fuyun walked into the courtyard with a few servants. Everyone bowed to Ye Jiushang first. "Greetings, Your Majesty."
"Wake up," Ye Jiushang said casually. Then, he sat on the stone bench beside her and sipped her tea elegantly. Little Lei looked at the servants as they held many cleaned rabbits in their hands. He asked excitedly, “Sister, are you going to bake all these rabbits now?”
"NO. I just asked the kitchen waiter to clean these rabbits to put in my storage bag, I'll take them with me. Every time I want to eat it, I'll take it out for baking. Storage bags have the ability to maintain freshness. This meat will not rot there for a long time.” Xue Fanxin inspected the washed rabbit meat, feeling satisfied. Then, he thanked the servants.
"Thank you everyone. Thank you for your hard work.”
Xue Fanxin's gratitude terrified the servants so much that they could barely hold the items in their hands properly.
A master's gratitude is a big deal. Low-life people like them can't stand it!
Fuyun already had an understanding of Xue Fanxin's character. He knew that there was nothing noble or low in his eyes. “Your Majesty, I did what you instructed and told them to clean up these rabbits. I've also sent you the seeds and vegetable sprouts you want.”
“You did well, thank you! By the way, can you help me find some shovels and hoes?”
"Yes." Yeah." Fuyun didn't say much. He beckoned the servants to put the items in their hands on the ground and take them away.
After they left, Xue Fanxin threw the cleaned rabbit meat into the room of the Heaven Spirit Reverse Wheel. Then, he slowly sifted through the seeds and seedlings, thinking about how much he should plant.
Ye Jiushang asked Xue Fanxin confusedly, “Xin'er is small, what is the use of the seeds? Do you want to grow vegetables in the yard?
“This is all a common seasoning dish. There are also some green vegetables that I like to eat. I will plant it in my personal space and eat it whenever I want in the future,” Xue Fanxin replied happily and continued sorting her vegetable sprouts.
Suddenly, an ear-piercing sound shocked him.
Ye Jiushang smacked his cup on the stone table. Since he did not control his strength well, his cup broke, shocking the other two. They're a little nervous.
Who has angered you sir?
I wasn't.
Not me either.