92: Chapter 92 Drinking and singing, what is life like?

As Wang Bin spoke, he rummaged through his Storage Pouch, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find any decent ingredients. Fortunately, he finally found a bear's paw the size of a washbasin and some first-order spiritual rice.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart: He almost forgot, he had been in the Chu Family for two months, and no one from the Chu Family had thought of inviting him to have a good meal. This so-called millennium Family, their way of hospitality was too poor!

However, speaking of which, in recent years when he was in White Cloud City, Qin Wenjun and the other four women were responsible for cooking. He would just go over to freeload whenever he had time, so he hadn't cooked himself for many years.

Forget it, he would just make something simple today. He would steam a pot of fragrant spiritual rice, then carefully prepare a braised bear's paw, paired with some first-order spiritual wine. This would definitely be more than enough to deal with a little fairy like Du Xiaoyue who hadn't eaten many good things.

Thinking of this, he stopped procrastinating and took out all the items one by one.

Under Du Xiaoyue's shocked and curious gaze, Wang Bin skillfully got busy.

He used his spiritual power to control the flames, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he turned the washbasin-sized bear's paw into a steaming, fragrant braised bear's paw.

The rich aroma of the meat permeated the entire courtyard, making people salivate.

At the same time, Wang Bin also steamed a pot of spiritual rice. The rice emitted a faint fragrance, which blended with the aroma of the bear's paw, forming a unique and enticing scent.

Then, he took out two wine glasses and poured a cup of first-order spiritual wine for each person.

Du Xiaoyue stood to the side, her eyes fixed on the delicious food on the table. She secretly swallowed her saliva, her face full of admiration and anticipation, and she looked at Wang Bin and said,

"Junior Martial Uncle, it smells so good! Is this the paw of a second-order Yao Beast bear? Why is it so big? It looks incredibly delicious.

I didn't expect Junior Martial Uncle to be a Spiritual Chef! This is too amazing! Can we start eating?"

Wang Bin looked at the braised bear's paw he had meticulously prepared and always felt that something was missing to garnish it.

His gaze inadvertently swept across the spiritual tea planted in the courtyard, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He took a few quick steps, agilely picked some tender tips of the spiritual tea, and then gently sprinkled them on the steaming bear's paw.

At this, the previously somewhat monotonous bear's paw suddenly became vibrant. The red and green complemented each other, making it even more pleasing to the eye, and the fragrance of the spiritual tea was subtly integrated into the aroma of the meat, making the taste of the entire dish richer in layers.

"Alright, Xiaoyue, come and taste it quickly.

Today, Junior Martial Uncle didn't prepare the ingredients in advance. When we return to White Cloud City, Junior Martial Uncle will definitely prepare a full table of eighteen dishes for you, guaranteed to make your mouth oily and make you incredibly happy."

"Mm-hmm!" Du Xiaoyue nodded excitedly repeatedly. After speaking, she eagerly reached out, used her spiritual power to cut a piece of meat from the middle of the bear's paw, then carefully picked it up with chopsticks and took a small bite.

She looked very cute, her eyes instantly widened, and she kept exclaiming "Wow!" Wang Bin hadn't eaten well for several months either. Seeing Du Xiaoyue eating so happily, he couldn't help but try a piece of meat from the bear's paw's meat pad.

The meat was soft and chewy, full of meaty flavor, and the Spiritual Qi it contained was rich and easily absorbed by the human body. It was truly a delicacy!

However, Wang Bin only ate one piece of meat, then scooped a bowl of spiritual rice and ate a few bites before putting down his chopsticks and no longer moving.

He took out a bottle of common wine—hero wine—from his Storage Pouch, slowly poured himself a cup, and then leisurely savored it.

He watched Du Xiaoyue, who was already somewhat lost in her eating, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart:

This girl probably hasn't eaten any truly good things in her life. Every day, she either absorbs Spiritual Qi or eats those dry fasting pills. What a pitiful little fellow!

As he drank, Wang Bin looked at the warm and harmonious scene before him, and a feeling of the impermanence of life welled up in his heart.

He subconsciously softly recited Cao Cao's poem:

"Facing wine, let's sing, how long is life?

Like the morning dew, many bitter days have passed.

Generously and with emotion, sorrow and thoughts are hard to forget.

How to relieve worries? Only Dukang (wine)!"

"Wow! Junior Martial Uncle, what are you saying? Although I don't quite understand the meaning, it sounds especially amazing!

However, this bear's paw is really too delicious, and the spiritual rice is incredibly fragrant."

Du Xiaoyue was briefly attracted by Wang Bin's poem, but soon, the temptation of food once again took over. She felt that the bear's paw was even more delicious, so she continued to bury her head and eat with relish.

"Senior Brother Qingmu can even recite poetry, and these verses sound very profound and impressive!"

As soon as Du Juan stepped into the courtyard, she heard the poem Wang Bin was reciting.

Although she couldn't fully comprehend the specific meaning, she could vaguely sense a free and unrestrained charm from the modulated tone.

"Oh! Auntie is back! Perfect, come and try my cooking, otherwise, Little Yue, this little glutton, will finish it all."

"You really spoil her too much. The value of this dish, cooked with a second-order Yao Beast bear's paw, is no less than a hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.

It's a pity that your Spiritual Chef Rank doesn't seem to be high enough, as a lot of Spiritual Qi was lost during the process of preparing the bear's paw.

But then again, the taste of your dish is very special, much better than what I've eaten in those restaurants."

Du Juan walked forward, picked up her chopsticks, and tasted a bite of the bear's paw, then commented in a proper manner.

"Haha! Auntie, how can I be a Spiritual Chef? I just cook as usual. Let the Spiritual Qi be lost, as long as it tastes good.

We can't just focus on cultivation all the time. Occasionally relaxing our minds might even be more helpful for cultivation!"

Wang Bin responded with a smile, then continued to pick up his wine glass and drink. Du Xiaoyue remained immersed in the world of food, eating large mouthfuls.

Seeing this, Du Juan no longer argued with Wang Bin about cultivation and food. She walked to the side on her own and went to serve rice.

The entire small courtyard was filled with the aroma of delicious food and cheerful laughter, presenting a harmonious, peaceful, and joyful scene.