Zhu Changyang used just two sentences to make Jun Shu and Shen Zha so excited that they could not move.
He used to frequently engage in trolling with the barrage, and was completely unaware of it. Seeing the two people being silent, he felt a little surprised and asked, "Why aren't you talking?"
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Jun Shu's face stiffened slightly. There was something strange in his eyes when he looked at Zhu Changyang. He was thinking about what to say.
At this time, a hearty laugh came from the gate, and Hua Guangbai strode in, saying with a happy face: "All the young friends are here, that's just right."
"Hello, Master Hua." Zhu Changyang and Shen Zha quickly stood up and greeted him.
Seeing this, Jun Shu also nodded slowly as a greeting.
"You're welcome, young friend." Hua Guangbai waved his hand and said, "Please sit down."
Several people sat down, and Hua Guangbai explained his purpose. It turned out that he came specially to tell them the good news.
After days of treatment by medical practitioners from all sides, as of today, all the hundreds of people infected with the disease in Shihu Village have finally been given medicine, and the virus has been completely eradicated.
The entire plague lasted more than two months, which was a blessing in disguise compared to previous plagues in the mortal world that often lasted for years.
Even though there were some unfortunate deaths, this result was much better than expected. After all, most people survived.
After that, all you have to do is rest and recover. A serious illness will inevitably leave a root of disease, but as long as you are still alive, there is hope.
After Hua Guangbai confirmed that the virus had been completely eradicated and there was no risk of the plague spreading, he immediately returned to the village in person to report the good news to Zhu Changyang and others.
Zhu Changyang, in particular, was the first contributor to the elimination of the Junguan plague.
Hua Guangbai thanked him again and finally took out an object from the mustard seed bag. It was the spiritual power rice cooker that had been hotly discussed throughout Piaomiao Continent in recent days.
"Thanks to your help, I have finally created the antidote. Now that my merit has been fulfilled, I will return the item to its original owner."
Zhu Changyang couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Now all the sects and schools are trying to find out the news about this rice cooker. Hua Guangbai had clearly got the pot, but he returned it without any hesitation.
This shows that Changchun Tower is truly open and aboveboard.
Zhu Changyang did not take over. He just smiled and said, "If Master Hua doesn't mind, why not keep this pot?"
"Ah?" Hua Guangbai was stunned and blurted out, "How can this be possible! This rice cooker is so expensive..."
Zhu Changyang waved his hand, interrupting him and said, "What's valuable or not? This pot can only be fully utilized in the hands of Changchunlou. In my hands, it's just a pot for cooking."
What he said is true.
The biggest function of this rice cooker is to extract and transform the spiritual power in the spirit stone, which is very useful to any sect in the world of cultivation.
Unfortunately, Zhu Changyang had no spiritual roots and could not use the spiritual power from the outside world. Therefore, this pot was of very limited use to him.
But it was different for Changchun Tower. In addition to Fu Xuerong, there were many other difficult-to-refine gold and stone medicinal materials in the world of cultivation. With the spiritual power rice cooker, Changchun Tower could undoubtedly save a lot of energy in this regard.
Most importantly, Zhu Changyang was impressed by the demeanor of Changchun Tower during the Junguan epidemic crisis.
I believe that in their hands, the rice cooker will be able to help more people.
Furthermore, the source of the Junguan epidemic has not yet been found, and it is hard to say whether it will reappear in the future. If the epidemic occurs in other places, this pot will be needed again.
Based on all these reasons, Zhu Changyang believed that it would be most appropriate to leave the spiritual power rice cooker to Changchun Tower.
Seeing Zhu Changyang's insistence, Hua Guangbai hesitated for a moment and then accepted it.
In fact, he really wanted this rice cooker in his heart, but he was embarrassed to covet such a treasure. He didn't expect Zhu Changyang to take the initiative to offer to give the pot to Changchun Tower, which really made it difficult for him not to be moved.
But he really couldn't accept the rice cooker for nothing.
Hua Guangbai pondered for a moment, took out a small green bottle from the mustard seed bag and handed it to Zhu Changyang, saying, "My friend, I am really unworthy of your kindness. This bottle of medicine was left by our sect's founder, Pei Lan. It can save lives, heal injuries, and prolong life. Please accept it."
When Shen Zha heard this, he immediately thought of something and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Ah!" He was surprised and said, "Could this, Master Hua, be the famous Immortal Changchun Medicine of your sect?"
"That's right." Hua Guangbai smiled slightly, "But the so-called immortality is just an exaggeration."
He spoke modestly, but looked quite proud.
Zhu Changyang naturally had never heard of this medicine, but just by looking at the attitudes of Hua Guangbai and Shen Zha, and hearing that it was left by True Man Peilan, he knew that it was definitely not an ordinary thing.
He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Isn't this medicine rare?"
"That's extremely rare." Shen Zha was surprised to see that Zhu Changyang didn't know about this medicine, and immediately began to explain it to him in a torrent of words.
It is said that Master Peilan was the best medical practitioner at that time. He not only had the ability to bring people back to life, but also refined a potion which was said to have the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Later generations called it the elixir of immortality.
However, the medicine is extremely difficult to refine. Master Peilan only refined two bottles that year. One bottle was used up during her lifetime, and the other was left to later disciples. It is regarded as the treasure of Changchun Tower.
Unexpectedly, Hua Guangbai would take out such a precious bottle of miraculous medicine and give it to Zhu Changyang.
After hearing this story, Zhu Changyang dared not accept it and quickly refused.
Hua Guangbai was very persistent and said, "Without your help, this medicine might not have survived until today. If you are unwilling to accept it, then I cannot accept this spiritual power rice cooker either."
When he decided to use his own body to refine the elixir that day, he actually thought about taking a risk with this immortality elixir.
But although this medicine has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, it may not be able to restrain Fu Xuerong's evil spirit. Even if it can save him, it is completely unknown what sequelae it will leave.
Fortunately, Zhu Changyang refined a spiritual rice cooker, so he didn't have to take this risk.
Now Zhu Changyang gave him the rice cooker as a gift. Hua Guangbai thought about it and decided that only this elixir of immortality could be his way of repaying him.
After hearing what he said, Zhu Changyang could no longer refuse and could only accept it.
I took the bottle and felt that it was smooth and cool. It was made of fine jade. The wooden stopper at the mouth of the bottle was dark and very old. I smelled it carefully and there was a faint wood fragrance. It was obvious that it had been preserved for many years and was extremely precious.
Shen Zha couldn't help but stretch his neck to look at this legendary miraculous medicine, and asked curiously: "I heard that the immortal medicine also has the opportunity left by Master Peilan. Is it true?"
"It's just a rumor." Hua Guangbai smiled and said, "The outside world has exaggerated the immortality medicine a lot, but it's actually not credible. This medicine does have the power of the Peilan Patriarch. As long as there is still a breath, it can bring the dead back to life. As for the sayings of resurrection, or chance, they are all far-fetched."
"Is that so?" Shen Zha curled his lips, a little disappointed.
Zhu Changyang put away the elixir of immortality.
"There is one more thing." Hua Guangbai took out his jade tablet, brushed off the restrictions, and handed it to Zhu Changyang. "In the past few days, many sect leaders have asked me to ask if you can make another spiritual power rice cooker. They are willing to pay a large sum of money to buy it."
Zhu Changyang took the jade book and saw a lot of purchase requests. Many of them were arrogant and showed that they were rich and powerful. His eyes were red and he said foolishly, "I also want to sell it to them for a lot of money."
Running in both directions belongs to yes.
But this was just a thought. After Zhu Changyang finished reading the information, he asked Hua Guangbai about the situation of these sects. Finally, he made a decision and said, "Master, please tell Qingshumen that I have accepted their order."
The Qingshu Sect is another famous alchemy sect in Piaomiao Continent. It has been competing with the Yuxu Sect for many years, but because it has no magic weapon that can compete with the Xuannv Ding, it has always been suppressed by the Yuxu Sect.
So after the spiritual power rice cooker came out, the Qingshu Sect was the quickest to respond among all the sects and also offered the highest bid among all the buyers.
Hua Guangbai nodded: "What about the others?"
Zhu Changyang reluctantly returned the jade certificate to Hua Guangbai and said with great pain, "I reject them all."
"Brothers, that's great!" Shen Zha slapped his thigh, "As the saying goes, things are valuable because they are rare. Since I only accept one order, I can naturally raise the price to the highest. I didn't expect that you are not only good at refining equipment, but also have such a brilliant business method!"
Zhu Changyang looked at him in shock.
No wonder the Shen family is so wealthy. Look at Shen Zha’s cunning businessman mind. If he doesn’t get rich, who will
Zhu Changyang twitched his lips, "Have you ever thought of another possibility?"
Shen Zhe: “What?”
Zhu Changyang: "Is it possible? It's just because I can't refine that much."
Shen Zhe: “…”
The fact is so simple. Zhu Changyang had no intention of engaging in hunger marketing at all. It was simply that the production capacity could not keep up.
The spiritual power rice cooker requires a lot of skills to refine, and Zhu Changyang's current strength does not allow him to mass produce it.
If it weren't for many considerations, he actually didn't even want to accept the order from Qingshumen. Although he accepted it now, he couldn't deliver it immediately and had to refine it slowly for a while.
To sum up, it is because my cultivation is too low.
It is urgent to increase the popularity of the live broadcast room!
"Then it's settled." Hua Guangbai was about to say goodbye when he heard a "gurgling" sound coming from the side.
Hua Guangbai was puzzled: "What's that sound?"
Jun glanced at someone and said leisurely, "Someone is hungry again."
The word "又" is used very appropriately.
"Ah, it's time to eat again." Zhu Changyang said calmly, "Man is iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat, you will be hungry."
Then he looked at Hua Guangbai and said enthusiastically, "Since the host is here, let's eat together before leaving."
Hua Guangbai had already been fasting, and waved his hand when he heard this: "No, I have to go back to the valley to have a look..."
Before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly widened and he choked on them.
Zhu Changyang took something out of his mustard seed bag and placed it leisurely on the stone table in front of him.
It turned out to be another rice cooker.
Hua Guangbai's lips trembled: "...Huh?"
Not only him, Shen Zha and Jun Shu were also stunned.
Shen Zha thought he was dazzled and rubbed his eyes: "Brothers, what is this?"
"Rice cooker." Zhu Changyang looked disdainful. "Why don't you recognize it just because the material has changed?"
That’s right, what is in front of you is the household rice cooker that Zhu Changyang made in the workshop using ordinary materials that do not contain spiritual power.
Originally, there was no production line in the workshop that could directly manufacture rice cookers, and some more advanced technologies were still unlocked.
But after Zhu Changyang refined the spiritual rice cooker that day, he discovered that a new equipment had been activated in the workshop at the same time, which was the key technology for manufacturing rice cooker parts.
This means that as long as he has the drawings and materials, he can easily make a household rice cooker.
Zhu Changyang was puzzled but also very happy.
It is not easy to make a spiritual rice cooker, so it is also good to make an ordinary rice cooker.
So during his free time these two days, he went into the workshop, first extracted common metals from waste rocks, and then found some leather and resin as insulation materials. After finding all the materials, he started the newly activated equipment and made this rice cooker.
This rice cooker is basically the same as the household rice cookers in modern society, the only difference is the power interface.
Because there is no power grid in the world of cultivation, this ordinary rice cooker is still powered by spiritual power batteries.
Fortunately, when the spiritual power battery acts on ordinary materials, the spiritual power will not be directly extracted, but converted into electric current. Therefore, it is very durable and is enough to power this rice cooker.
But for Zhu Changyang, this ordinary version of the rice cooker is much more practical than the spiritual version.
It can cook and keep warm, and for people like him who cannot skip three meals a day, it is really a great product for home and traveling.
Zhu Changyang pressed the button to open the lid as he spoke. As the lid popped open, a burst of white steam with a rich meaty aroma wafted into the air.
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This was obviously not the first time I saw Zhu Changyang cooking with a rice cooker, but at this moment, I still couldn't help but feel tears welling up in my eyes.
This is a treasure that everyone in Piaomiao Continent is competing to buy!
Who would have thought that its true use was so simple and unpretentious.
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Studio:
[No problem, this is what the rice cooker originally looked like! ]
[23333 Every time I see these people in the cultivation world looking stupid, I feel so happy! ]
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Hua Guangbai felt indescribable as he looked at the household rice cooker that was stewing chicken soup.
Finally, he drank a large bowl of wine with tears in his eyes, then wiped his mouth and left.
Oh, you gotta say, it really smells good.
Jun Shu and Shen Zha each held a bowl, and Zhu Changyang scooped up a chicken leg and ate it happily.
There are no seasonings at this time of year, but the food ingredients are very natural. The chicken is free-range, with firm meat and a natural fragrance. After a little processing, add some ginger slices and red dates, add mountain spring water and a spoonful of rice wine and stew for a few hours. The soup turns into a golden color, bright and clear with a layer of oil.
Needless to say, the taste is delicious and rich.
The chicken has been stewed until it is soft and tasty, and it leaves a lingering fragrance when you take a bite.
Every time Jun Shu saw Zhu Changyang eating, he doubted whether this man was practicing or not, as there was no sign of fasting at all.
Even now, my mouth is greasy from eating so much.
Jun Shu looked at him with disdain for a while, but finally couldn't help it and held out the bowl to him: "I want chicken legs too."
One minute later.
Shen Zha looked at the greasy chicken legs in the bowls of the two brothers in front of him, and suddenly felt that the chicken soup in his hand didn't seem so fragrant anymore.
Why does a chicken have only two legs!
While Shen Zha was condemning the chicken in his heart, his mind became active. He smacked his lips and said, "Brothers, can you make another 'home version of rice cooker'? I want to buy one. The price is negotiable."
Although this household rice cooker does not contain spiritual power, its magical power is no less than that of ordinary magical instruments.
Apart from anything else, the ability to keep warm is a very rare function.
There are many techniques for raising temperature in the world of cultivation, but they all require spiritual power, so they are not that convenient.
Not to mention the mortal realm, mortals do have methods and utensils to keep food warm, but they can only keep it warm for a while and are far inferior to this rice cooker.
As for the fact that it can cook without fire, it is actually almost a magical instrument.
Zhu Changyang looked at Shen Zha deeply and made an OK gesture: "No problem."
At the same time, I feel deeply regretful. Electric rice cookers should have been popularized in every household. Unfortunately, spiritual power batteries are very precious and most people cannot afford them.
However, Shen Zha is not an ordinary person. Let alone a few spiritual power batteries, if Chang Chunwu is willing, he can probably buy out the entire Baigong Sect.
Zhu Changyang thought for a moment and added, "I'll make you a gold-plated version."
Shen Zha's eyes lit up as expected, and he gave a thumbs up: "Brothers, not only are you highly skilled, but your aesthetics are also top-notch."
Zhu Changyang: “…” Who are you scolding
As they were talking, a timid child's voice suddenly came from the door: "Hello, hello."
When they turned around, they saw a thin little girl standing outside the door. She cautiously poked her head inside, holding a basket in her hands.
It was the daughter of the man whom Jun Shu had rescued in the valley before.
The girl and her mother were less seriously ill with the virus and recovered and returned to the village two days ago.
"Come in quickly." Zhu Changyang stood up and waved at her, "What can I do for you?"
The girl then stepped over the threshold and walked in. She greeted Zhu Changyang and Shen Zha first, then timidly looked at Jun Shu and handed over the basket in her hand: "God, Brother God, this is what my mother asked me to give to you. Thank you for saving my father."
It was a basket full of eggs, probably about a dozen of them.
This is naturally nothing in the world of cultivation, but for the villagers of a small village like Shihu Village, a basket of eggs is definitely a generous gift, not to mention that a great epidemic has just passed and it is a time when food and clothing are scarce.
Jun Shu didn't reach out his hand, but just glanced at it and said lightly: "I don't want it, you can take it back."
Zhu Changyang couldn't help but sweat. He knew that Jun Shu was always straightforward. It might not be because he disliked him, but he simply didn't know how to be tactful. However, this could easily hurt a young heart!
He smiled at the girl and said, "Don't get me wrong, Brother God is cultivating himself and doesn't eat..."
He couldn't finish his words, mainly because he couldn't continue because the little girl was looking at Jun Shu... the bowl in his hand.
I almost forgot that Brother Fairy was eating chicken legs.
Zhu Changyang: Choked.
He was thinking about saying something else when the girl suddenly put the basket on the stone table and ran away, leaving him too late to stop her.
Zhu Changyang: "Alas, this..."
Shen Zha smiled and said, "Forget it, it's just a basket of eggs, just take it. Otherwise they will feel bad."
Zhu Changyang thought about it and agreed, so he turned to look at Jun Shu and said, "Brother Shenxian, this is a kind gesture from my heart, just accept it."
Jun Shu paused for a moment, glanced at him, and finally didn't refuse, only muttering softly: "What a hassle."
Zhu Changyang found it somewhat amusing. Jun Shu seemed to be picky but he rarely caused trouble for others.
Then, Jun Shu pushed the basket in front of him and said, "Then you are responsible for cooking."
Zhu Changyang wiped his face silently and said resignedly, "I understand, Jun brother."
As he went to pick up the eggs, he caught a glimpse of the rice cooker next to him. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he clapped his hands and said, "Got it, I've figured out what to make."
Shen Zha saw that he was suddenly excited and couldn't help but be curious: "What?"
Zhu Changyang didn't say it directly, but just said: "Go and get me some milk, flour and sugar first."
Milk and flour were easy to find in the countryside, but sugar was hard to find. However, Shen Shao had money, so he spent a lot of money and finally got some from a rich family in the village.
While Shen Zha was getting the ingredients, Zhu Changyang also started doing handicrafts.
He found a bamboo, split one end into strips, and then bent the strips inward and fixed them in place, forming the shape of a flower.
Jun Shu was curious: "What is this?"
Zhu Changyang smiled and said, "This is called a manual egg beater."
In fact, he could go into the workshop and make an electric one, but it would be too time-consuming and there was no need to do so since there was ready-made labor.
It was the first time Jun Shu heard of this thing, but he couldn't understand it, so he wanted to ask again.
Zhu Changyang cracked the eggs one by one, carefully separated the egg yolks and whites into different bowls, and added two drops of white vinegar to the egg whites. Then he handed him the bowl of egg whites and the "egg beater" and made a stirring gesture: "Here, beat like this, move faster."
Jun Shu: …I understand.
But a new question arises, "Why beat the eggs?"
Zhu Changyang saw that he looked like a curious baby, and thought that it would take forever to explain everything one by one, so he simply gave up and said mysteriously: "Just do as I say."
Jun Shu: “…Oh.”
It’s no wonder that this cultivator’s arm strength is different. He beat the egg white in no time.
Zhu Changyang saw that it was almost done, so he asked him to stop, added the newly ground sugar to the foamy egg whites, and asked him to continue beating. He did this twice more, and finally the egg whites became a sticky white paste, which is the hard foamed meringue.
Zhu Changyang was not idle either. He sifted the flour into fine pieces, added it into the egg yolks together with sugar, oil and milk, and mixed it into a paste.
Finally, he used a flat spatula to mix the meringue and egg yolk paste together, stirred them evenly, and then poured them into the rice cooker pot that had been cleaned and preheated in advance.
Zhu Changyang pressed the cooking button, rubbed his hands and said, "The next step is to wait for it to be served."
Studio:
[This familiar step... isn't it the rice cooker cake that I have failed countless times? ]
[Damn, it suddenly became a food channel. Is the host capable? Will we see a car accident later? ]
[Old fans replied, Chang Yang is really good, he is just a otaku, in order to stay at home, he learned a lot of dormitory version of quick dishes on the Internet]
[It's so funny, Jun Shu was ordering Chang Yang around, but now he's just standing there beating eggs. Doesn't he realize the problem himself? ]
[I've discovered a long time ago that Jun Shu always talks a lot, but he actually listens to everything Chang Yang says. What do you think of this situation?]
[I originally wanted to say that they were really good friends, but after checking the channel, it was Pu Jiang. Oh, that must be love! ]
On the other side, after waiting for more than half an hour, the rice cooker finally made a soft "click" sound.
"Ready." Zhu Changyang opened the lid of the pot, and the rich and sweet aroma instantly wafted away, lingering around his nose.
Jun Shu and Shen Zha almost subconsciously took a deep breath at the same time, and immediately leaned over to take a look out of curiosity.
I saw that the egg batter in the rice cooker had expanded to twice its original size and became fluffy and soft.
Zhu Changyang took out the inner pot while it was still hot and turned it upside down on a large ceramic plate to remove it from the mold. After a while, the inner pot was removed and the golden cake body remained intact on the plate.
"This is called a rice cooker cake." Zhu Changyang said as he cut the cake with a knife, "Here, eat it while it's hot."
Jun Shu and Shen Zha each took a piece, took a bite, and immediately narrowed their eyes in satisfaction.
The cake is hot and soft like a cloud. The eggs and milk are blended together to create an extremely tempting taste.
"Delicious, so delicious!" Shen Zha exclaimed repeatedly.
He had eaten a lot of good things, and there were actually some more exquisite pastries than this.
But this cake is novel and unique, sweet but not greasy, and has a texture that is so fluffy and soft that you can’t stop eating it.
Jun Shu was calm, and even his posture remained as elegant as usual, but the cake in his hand disappeared at an alarming speed.
"Not bad." He ate two large pieces before stopping, thinking for a moment, and looking at Zhu Changyang, "We can carry some eggs with us in the future."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
That's not what you just said!
Studio:
[This is fake, right? Don’t these people usually eat fairy dew and spiritual fruit? How can they eat a piece of cake like this? ]
[Nonsense, this is so real, isn't this me who suddenly eats junk food after eating too much healthy food! ]
[So, even immortal cultivators can’t resist their love for high-sugar, high-fat, and high-calorie foods, right? ]
[People who lose weight shed tears]
The author has something to say:
Chang Yang: This is what a rice cooker should do!
Host Xiuzhen: From small household appliances to heavy industry.
Don't forget your original intention
(End of this chapter)