Chapter 63: Pheasant Soup
As it turned out, Yan Ping only knew how to cook rice, soup and porridge. Anji did not mind. Her teacher was still amazing, even without culinary talent. Besides, it was difficult for a blind person to cook in the first place. She ate her sweet potato leaf and mushroom soup with white rice. It did not have much seasoning apart from some salt, but that was fine. After all, hunger was the best seasoning that made any food delicious.
While Yan Ping conjured water and cooked, Anji spent the rest of the time putting away and rearranging everything she had removed from the storage shed. Her effort paid off when the storage shed looked a lot better than it did previously. The items were categorised, and there was space for people to walk around without risking bodily harm. Moreover, Anji found the tools she wanted to bring with her for foraging in the afternoon before dinner.
Using the water that her teacher conjured to wash up before lunch, Anji realised that she still hadn’t done any proper studying. However, she was already tired from doing so much physical activity. Would her teacher scold her for taking an afternoon nap?
"Once you finish the food, take a two-hour nap. After your nap, I’ll teach you how to activate simpler seals on external objects even without a golden core."
Perking up a little at the mention of actual learning, Anji suppressed a yawn and offered to do the dishes. It was only right that she washed after her shifu helped cook.
Leaving the washing to Anji, Yan Ping left to refill the water using a spell. Then, she collected the twenty pebbles and a few other items around the hut. Anji worked very quickly and cleared the table within minutes. There was not a single spec of food on the table, so Yan Ping arranged the items accordingly while waiting for her student to return. From the main hall, she could hear Anji washing the pots and bowls in the backyard. She doubted the young princess of the Celestial Dragon Sect knew how to wash the dishes. The blind prophet expected a few broken bowls.
Surprisingly, Anji returned after ten minutes without a single broken kitchenware. Yan Ping inspected the washed items in the kitchen and was surprised by how clean they were.
"You learned how to wash the dishes from someone before?"
Anji giggled. "I watched how the cook does it. Lizi helps him sometimes, and when they are in a rush, I get to help sterilise the chopsticks and cups in hot water before drying them."
Contrary to her first impression, Anji was more down-to-earth than her siblings. If it were her other siblings, Yan Ping might have to beat common sense into them. Her student was different. Anji did not only mingle with students. She had an exceptionally great relationship with the non-cultivators in the sect. The servants loved her and looked out for the precious tofu princess, as Doctor He had called her.