XIAO SHUXIANG'S

XIAO SHUXIANG'S
39 - Something New [Revised]



Xiao Shuxiang was silent inside his room, he sat cross-legged while absorbing Qi to heal his internal and external wounds.


Indeed Ying Liu had already helped heal Xiao Shuxiang's wounds.. But before doing the dantian change process, Xiao Shuxiang still had to check the condition of his body to avoid fatal injuries later.


It could be said, Lotus Leaf Town had far more Qi. Between one and ten, the city is in the 6-7 for its Qi density.


Actually Xiao Shuxiang wanted to replace his dantian while he was in place with a Qi that had a density at number 8 and above. But while fighting against Gong Peng back then, it made Xiao Shuxiang realize that he was too weak.


Xiao Shuxiang needed strength, he could not continue to rely on good fortune or luck. Rather than waiting for good fortune to come, it is better to create fate itself.


Xiao Shuxiang focused his mind, slowly inhaling and then exhaling.


The moment Xiao Shuxiang was about to start performing a dantian switch. His facial expression instantly turned pale. A feeling of uneasiness began to envelop Xiao Shuxiang, his body was trembling, and it felt extremely uncomfortable at all.


Xiao Shuxiang opened his eyes slowly, he then bowed silently then shook his head slowly. "not good... I can't do it in this mood,"


"I need to slaughter someone, can't help it anymore...! I can't calm down before I cure this disease..." Xiao Shuxiang rubbed his two arms that felt trembling.


"But how is it..? Right now I'm just a seven-year-old kid with a disabled dantian, I'm too weak to commit a massacre. Think Xiao Shuxiang... Use this incredible ingenuity of yours!" Xiao Shuxiang thought as he toyed with his hair bangs.


Before long thinking, Xiao Shuxiang started grinning-as if he had just gotten an idea that could overcome this strange disease.


"Xiao Shuxiang's.. You're Awesome! Hahaha" Xiao Shuxiang chuckled as he walked out of his room.


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"Haaahs... The flesh is white with a tinge of red, so tender to the touch and pliable when pressed. Haaah.it feels like a beautiful dream I've been waiting for a long time.." Xiao Shuxiang smiled as he exhaled several times.


He held a knife in his right hand, and it was seen that the knife was dripping blood. Xiao Shuxiang then aimed the knife in his right hand to thinly slice the meat in front of him.


"Uncle... What's it like to hurt...?" Xiao Shuxiang smiled, his eyes twinkling, almost crying because he was so happy.


"Daradly so... I can't hear a scream..."


Suddenly a hand grabbed the knife that was being held by Xiao Shuxiang. Along with that, there was the sound of someone speaking to him.


"Xiao'Eru? The way you cut is wrong. You gotta do it like this..."


To the right of Xiao Shuxiang, stood a man wearing brown clothes with a white cloth tied around his waist.


The man is about 48 years old, with a clean face without a mustache or beard. This man was just an ordinary man, but his shrewdness was playing the knife in his right hand like he had practiced for decades.


"To slice the chicken, you have to tilt your knife slightly..."


Xiao Shuxiang watched so seriously with a smile, he never imagined that cutting and slicing chicken meat was so pleasant.


"Haaah, how sorry are you chickens. First you are slaughtered, second you are boiled, third your feathers are plucked, fourth you are burned, fifth you are cut into pieces like this, sixth you will be cooked, burned, or fried... then you'll be eaten by a lot of people. What an endless torment.."


"Unfortunately you are a chicken... If you were human, you probably wouldn't have had this cruel torture.."


Xiao Shuxiang was currently in the kitchen of the Three Petals Inn. Using her innocent, purple face, she could easily persuade the cooking chefs to allow herself to help out in this kitchen.


They could not seem to refuse the request of such an adorable little boy.


Although it was not human flesh or a demonic beast, yet to Xiao Shuxiang-this was already good enough to relieve his anxiety and treat his illness.


Previously, Xiao Shuxiang felt that he would not get any pleasure in the kitchen. However, everything changes when one by one the chef teaches him some cooking techniques - one of which is chopping and slicing chicken meat.


"Xiao'Er, you should know this... Fresh chicken meat is white with a pink tinge, the surface also feels moist and the texture of the meat is chewy..."


The man standing beside Xiao Shuxiang continued to give an explanation while cutting and slicing the chicken meat in front of him.


Xiao Shuxiang nodded enthusiastically, "Uncle! Let me do it, I want to do it!"


Just as Xiao Shuxiang was about to continue her cutting and slicing of chicken, a 40-year-old woman came close and immediately picked up and held Xiao Shuxiang.


"Xiao'Er, you've been here enough.. Now go with Auntie cooking there..!"


"Tu-wait first! I still want to cut up meat...! I'm not satisfied with it yet" Xiao Shuxiang tried to persuade the woman who was holding him, but the woman still took him away.


Xiao Shuxiang was taken towards the group of women, about 9 women of various ages were seen working various jobs. Some are seen cooking chicken soup, chopping vegetables, washing rice, to peeling fruit.


Xiao Shuxiang was then lowered as he reached the front of the row of furnaces, right near a woman who was cooking chicken soup.


Xiao Shuxiang was taught about kitchen spices and how to use them. This is something new to him. In his first life, where once Xiao Shuxiang set foot into the kitchen.


"Aahs... So his name was five-spice powder," Xiao Shuxiang nodded when he found out the cooking seasoning on the chicken soup in front of him.


"Xiao'Er, you should know this.. What makes cooking taste better than using cooking spices is a smile. When cooking, the heart must always be happy and not let the smile disappear from your face..."


One of the women also explained that cooking requires thoroughness and patience. These women took turns teaching Xiao Shuxiang about cooking techniques, making Xiao Shuxiang gain a lot of new knowledge and knowledge in a world that he never expected.


"You guys don't keep teaching Xiao'Er, he's a boy...! Xiao'Er needs to know more about how to cook to be mighty like a real man."


A man with a mustache wearing a small cloth tied to his forehead and head walked closer to the crowd of women.


This man had a well-built body and large, rough hands. He then grabbed Xiao Shuxiang's right hand while watching the palm of this boy.


The man exhaled softly as he shook his head, "Aiih. This kind of gentle hand is not a boy's hand! This hand should be strong and should not be flaccid!" the man raised Xiao Shuxiang's hand.


"Xiao'Er, come with me! We need to strengthen the muscles in your little hand,,"


"Mr Shan, you must not kidnap Xiao'Er from us..."


The women looked unwilling when Xiao Shuxiang was invited away by a man named Mr. Shan. Xiao Shuxiang only smiled faintly as he watched the small debate between the women and Lord Shan while fighting over him.


"... You've had enough with Xiao'Er, now it's my turn." Mr. Shan then invited Xiao Shuxiang to follow him towards the very back of the kitchen, it was the place where the rice was cooked.


Seen three furnaces with a large pot above it, there are four adult men who are seen entering firewood while having a serious face.


Mr. Shan explained to Xiao Shuxiang that this was the key to the dish in the Three Petals Inn.


"Well, Xiao'Er. You should know that how to cook rice should not be arbitrary, the temperature regulation of the fire is something that is important and you must master,"


"I didn't think the food I was eating required this much processing..." Xiao Shuxiang rubbed his chin.


"Of course, before the delicious food comes in and goes down into your stomach, it has to go through such a long process.." Mr. Shan continued to explain to Xiao Shuxiang, making this child beside him pay close attention to him.


During this time, Xiao Shuxiang only knew how to burn meat without the need for any seasoning, let alone how to regulate the temperature on the fire.


For him, as long as the meat looks brown, it means the sign is ripe. "... It is appropriate that all this time the taste of meat that I used to burn was tasteless and even bitter, it turns out that my way has been wrong..."


Xiao Shuxiang gained another new knowledge. He decided in his heart to learn to cook from now on, Xiao Shuxiang did not want to taste such bland food in his first life.


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