Immortality Cultivation: I Farm in the System Space - C.63 - Ning Yue Wants to Leave

Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Ning Yue Wants to Leave

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“Wei Brother, this is really elegant.”

Lin Jing came over, teasing as he spoke.

He saw Wei Zhengqing sitting beside a stone table under the shade of a tree in the courtyard, with a set of tea utensils beside him, from which one cup was missing.

At that moment, beside his hand, a cup overflowed with tea, which rippled with the breeze, carrying a few tea leaves that danced along with the waves.

Such a scene…

And with the leisurely Wei Zhengqing nearby, it all looked extremely pleasant.

Wei Zhengqing chuckled and said, “Brother Lin jests. I’m merely enjoying life a bit since I’m currently injured.”

“Come, Brother Lin, please have a seat.”

Wei Zhengqing gestured with his hand for Lin Jing to sit down.

Lin Jing walked over and sat on the other side of the stone table, while Luo Luo ran over with a clatter, jumping up and landing with her bottom right in the middle of the stone bench between the two men.

Because Luo Luo was so small, her feet couldn’t reach the ground when she sat on the stone bench, and they swung back and forth in the air.

Wei Zhengqing picked up the teapot and poured Lin Jing a cup as well.

“Uncle Wei, I want some too.”

Luo Luo held up her teacup, addressing Wei Zhengqing.

“Sure.”

“Be careful, Luo Luo, don’t burn yourself.”

Wei Zhengqing’s reminder came as he went on to pour Luo Luo a full cup as well.

Lin Jing looked at Wei Zhengqing, who seemed like a different person compared to before.

The man who used to look so serious without a smile now seemed more laid-back.

Perhaps some recent events had brought about this change.

Then, the two men began to chat while drinking their tea.

Not long after…

“Bang bang bang”

A series of knocking sounds came from the door, and upon hearing it, Luo Luo hopped down from the stone bench.

“Uncle Yan, stop knocking. You’re going to break the door at this rate.” Luo Luo ran to the door and opened it.

Yan Xiong stood at the doorway, grinning at Luo Luo, and said:

“Don’t worry, Luo Luo. Uncle Yan Imows his strength; I won’t break it.”

Luo Luo didn’t bother with him, just rolled her eyes at him before scurrying back.

Yan Xiong, carrying two jars of wine in one hand, walked in.

Seeing the two men sitting there, he yelled:

“Well, well, you two really know how to enjoy yourselves.”

“And you made a little girl run to open the door.”

He then came over, placed the two jars of wine aside, and took a seat directly on the stone bench.

Picking up the teapot, he poured himself a cup, pinched the cup and downed it in one gulp.

After drinking, he smacked his lips, looking as if he hadn’t had enough.

“Geez!”

“This kind of life is not for me, old Yan.”

“I’d much rather drink heartily and eat big chunks of meat.” Having said that, Yan Xiong looked at Lin Jing with a grin.

Lin Jing had a bad feeling and quickly said:

“Old Yan, if you have something to say, just say it. Giving me that look makes me feel kind of uneasy.”

“I’ve long heard from that little girl Luo Luo that Brother Lin’s cooking skills are quite good. Old Yan here has been wanting to taste your cooking for a while now.”

“Brother Lin, what do you say…?” “Well, about that…”, Lin Jing began.

“Heh heh, that’s great.”

As he spoke, Yan Xiong actually pulled a processed spirit sheep out of his Storage Bag.

Lin Jing estimated that the spirit sheep had to weigh at least a hundred pounds alive.

A hundred pounds of sheep might not sound that heavy, but there were only a few of them, right?

“I want to eat something different, something I’ve never had before. Brother

Lin, can you manage that?”

“Brother Lin, you might not know this, but old Yan here is actually quite the gourmet and food critic.”

Off to the side, Wei Zhengqing pressed his forehead, too embarrassed to watch anymore.

Lin Jing was dumbfounded. “You… you… You planned this in advance, didn’t you?”

Yan Xiong chuckled and said:

“Indeed, I’ve always wanted to eat, but I can’t cook, and there’s no point counting on old Wei here.”

Then, looking at Wei Zhengqing, he shook his head and said:

“Look at him now, he probably can’t even lift this spirit sheep.”

Wei Zhengqing was at a loss for words; he was just sitting there and yet somehow caught in the crossfire. However, he seemed to have gotten used to it and didn’t say anything.

Instead, he watched Lin Jing with great interest, curious to see how he would handle the spirit sheep.

“Uncle Lin, I want to eat too.’

Luo Luo eyed the spirit sheep, which was much larger than her, and licked her lips.

“You see…”

“Luo Luo has already spoken.”

Yan Xiong couldn’t help but burst into laughter, showing his two rows of big white teeth.

“Alright…”

“Today I will roast you a spirit sheep that is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.”

“Old Yan, help me out…” Lin Jing began.

“Whatever you need, just command.”

Old Yan seemed quite excited.

“First, we need a large cooking range, and then, we also need an iron rack…”

Although Lin Jing had never cooked such a large ingredient before, he had seen others do it online in his previous life, and it really wasn’t hard. The only slightly difficult part was likely controlling the heat.

But, who was he?

He was an Alchemist, after all—controlling the heat was naturally a piece of cake for him.

When Ning Yue returned, Lin Jing and Yan Xiong were busy around the cooking range that Yan Xiong had conjured with a spell.

Luo Luo was also helping out with the seasonings on the side.

Ning Yue, seeing the enormous spirit sheep, was utterly taken aback. Was such a large-scale preparation necessary for a simple gathering?

“What are they doing?

Ning Yue asked Wei Zhengqing as she walked up.

Wei Zhengqing spread his hands and replied:

“As you see, two want to eat, one dares to cook…”

By the time the spirit sheep was ready, it had already grown dark.

Ning Yue had also prepared several side dishes earlier.

As the sliced spirit sheep meat was served, Yan Xiong and Luo Luo, who had been drooling for a while, each grabbed a large piece.

Yan Xiong even took a big bite, tearing off a large chunk of meat.

“Delicious…”

“Truly delicious…”

“What’s that phrase? How do you describe it? Oh right, crispy on the outside

and tender on tne Inside…”

“Come on, have a taste everyone…”

As he spoke, he continued to eat heartily.

Meanwhile, Luo Luo, with no time to talk, was hugging a large piece of meat and nibbling at it.

Lin Jing said, “Wei brother, Ning friend, come and try some.”

Both answered, “Alright…”

Then, each took a piece and began to taste.

After tasting, Wei Zhengqing commented:

“Lin brother, if you weren’t an Alchemist, you could actually be an immortal chef; I really don’t know how you thought of this way of cooking.”

“But, the taste is indeed good…”

Ning Yue nodded repeatedly.

After eating and drinking for a while, they started chatting. As they were talking, without knowing why, they suddenly fell silent.

“Lin brother.”

Wei Zhengqing looked at Lin Jing and began. “Please speak, Wei brother.”

Lin Jing looked up at Wei Zhengqing. “We’re going to leave in a while.”

“Leaving, huh…”

Lin Jing fell silent for a moment before speaking.

“Is it related to the injury you suffered this time?”

Wei Zhengqing nodded:

“Yes.”

He then added, “It’s also related to Ning Yue..”