All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 214 - 74 Peaceful Morning

Chapter 214: Chapter 74 Peaceful Morning

Sleep without dreams was always peaceful.

Perhaps it was because the battle had consumed too much of his energy, or perhaps it was because he subconsciously rested more in a safe place.

When An Jing unexpectedly opened his eyes after a long sleep, Granny Huai and Huo Qing had already awakened and were preparing breakfast.

The two were in the kitchen, working on the food, and chatting quite happily.

Huo Qing was very particular about food, and Granny Huai not only had years of accrued skill, but she also had considerable insights into various snacks and food methods.

It is known that in her youth, Granny Huai was the shining star of pastry on the long streets of Ming City, skilled in kneading dough and exploring various pastries and baked cakes!

"It’s hard to imagine that there’s an elder like you, who specializes in the art of gourmet, even in the wilderness!"

As they talked enthusiastically, Huo Qing said with deep emotion, "Not just in our Floating Dust Plains’ Seventeen Towns, but probably not even in Xuanye City would you find a master with your experience!"

"Ho ho, young man, you have great potential too."

Granny Huai also smiled broadly, "You can tell you have a pursuit and taste for gourmet, and your hand skills are strong... Your future achievements in this field will definitely far surpass mine."

"You flatter me..."

"Don’t be modest; you really can."

The joyful conversation between Huo Qing and Granny Huai caused An Jing to be momentarily startled, but he quickly came to his senses.

Granny Huai had woken up early and had interacted with Huo Qing, who had also awakened early.

Knowing she was from another world, Granny Huai certainly wouldn’t speak carelessly, but not saying anything to Huo Qing, An Jing’s friend, would have been suspicious— and this experienced elder, through her skillful conversation, successfully fooled Huo Qing and gathered some intelligence, stabilizing her own identity.

—The elder really had experience...

An Jing felt moved inside, and the two indeed had surprisingly much to talk about when it came to food.

Granny Huai was now instructing Huo Qing on how to use rice, rice flour, and sugar to make simple steamed cakes, and how to make a simple fried milk dish using milk, canned meat, and eggs.

In fact, Granny Huai had wanted to make some more traditional breakfast, but Huo Qing was more interested in these snacks; hearing about these simple ingredients and methods, he immediately expressed his wish for Granny Huai to demonstrate them for him.

"Ah, An Jing, you’re up?"

Noticing the noise, Huo Qing turned around and greeted him with a smile, "I’ve been busy lately and haven’t had time to cook. This time I’ll treat you to a good meal!"

"Granny Huai really knows a lot, your tribe must be quite remarkable, right? It’s rare for a tribe in the Wilderness to have such an abundance of food that they can explore cooking methods!"

To Huo Qing, this wasn’t strange.

A Wilderness tribe capable of raising a talent like An Jing, no matter how you looked at it, was definitely a large tribe, and might even have its own township.

Ultimately, the so-called safe zone was just ’safe’; it did not mean that towns only existed within safe zones.

For example, the Guiyi Army in the Wilderness even had its own underground Spirit Vein city... but that’s another topic altogether.

With these thoughts, Huo Qing believed that An Jing was merely executing another routine Wilderness rescue operation.

Granny Huai also smiled and nodded at An Jing—no need for many words, having left the tea shop where she had spent almost her whole life, the elder felt a surprising sense of relief and ease.

"My tribe... indeed is not bad."

An Jing first glanced at You Ruhui, who was still asleep on the nearby sofa.

Her prolonged escape had put a tremendous strain on her spirit, and now that she was completely relaxed, she slept unusually long.

Thinking it over, An Jing stood up and said with a smile, "Need any help? I’ll lend a hand too."

Besides simple and tasty snacks like steamed cakes and fried milk, Huo Qing was also planning to stew beans, mushrooms, and meat to make soup.

An Jing was slicing mushrooms while indirectly probing Huo Qing, only to discover that the latter had not managed to extract any information from Granny Huai but had instead revealed quite a bit himself.

"Huo Qing, I feel that rather than cultivation, you might need to learn some interpersonal skills."

"Eh? Why do you say that?"

Huo Qing didn’t understand why, but he didn’t care much as the aroma began to fill the air with the stew boiling in the pot.

"Hmm... did I sleep for too long?"

As the pork, mushroom, and bean stew was ready, You Ruhui also woke up.

The veil had been removed from the young girl’s face, revealing a flawless visage that, if carelessly shown in public, would indeed cause trouble. This supports the stereotype that all princesses from Da Chen’s Imperial Court are beauties of unsurpassed grace, which might not just be a stereotype.

However, for the three people present, this was no big deal—for An Jing, a beautiful person is just beautiful, as natural physical talents are just part of one’s bodily endowments and it doesn’t mean he should react any differently.

Granny Huai, who had seen a lot and loved You Ruhui as a daughter or granddaughter, had seen it all before and thus naturally didn’t react.

As for Huo Qing, who would have been expected to react, he instead remarked, "I didn’t realize the transformation technology of your tribe was so impressive."

—He had actually assumed that You Ruhui’s excessively perfect face was the result of artificial modification.

But that was limited to someone like Huo Qing who hadn’t seen much of the world. Although the difference between natural and artificial beauty isn’t huge, the unmistakably noble temperament of You Ruhui couldn’t be faked.

If someone knowledgeable saw her, it would definitely cause trouble.

And You Ruhui herself was aware of this and quickly put her veil back on.

Not to mention Granny Huai’s teachings, Huo Qing’s culinary skills were surprisingly good.

The stew was cooked to perfection, and the pretreated beans had become soft and flaky, perfectly complementing the savory taste of the pork and mushrooms. One bowl down, and one felt entirely warm.

And at this time, eating some sweet rice cakes and salty fried milk really was a treat.

"Once I find the right property for you, we’ll head off to Chonggang Town!"

After dinner, Huo Qing went to open the front part of the shop to start business.

While waiting for customers, he also used a chip to help An Jing search for suitable land on the corresponding website.

For Huo Qing, such a peaceful life occupied a normal part of his existence.

Even though he had been orphaned from a young age and had joined a gang to get by, he had always been cared for by elders and had only done clerical work in the gang. Apart from that first and last time he had struck out for the gang, he had never been on the battlefield.

After taking refuge with Iron Hand, his life consisted daily of reading, sleeping, and cultivating.

Thus, Huo Qing didn’t find this kind of life precious, just routine.

But for An Jing and You Ruhui, such a life was extraordinarily rare and really allowed them to relax a lot.

"If you want, I can cook for you again," Granny Huai, noticing that An Jing and You Ruhui were in good spirits, said with a smile.

"Granny... you really are in good spirits."

An Jing was naturally happy to eat delicious food.

He hadn’t expected that Granny Huai, knowing she didn’t have many days to live and clearly not wishing to live, could still be so optimistic and cheerful.

"He’s a good kid."

Granny Huai then looked towards Huo Qing and sighed softly, "Orphaned by parents, betrayed by an elder, and like me, helped by a benefactor... Thinking of similar fates, even harder than mine, and seeing how he still manages to be joyful makes me feel fortunate about my own life."

—So, Huo Qing’s background, even the betrayal by Big Spear, had been extracted from him?