The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

As soon as Si Qingyu went out, he saw Chi Baobao squatting at the door waiting for him. The way he looked at Si Qingyu was as if he was looking at a dish.

Si Qingyu understood immediately and walked towards him with a smile, "Third Brother, does our sect have a kitchen? I'll go cook for you right away."

"There is a kitchen, so we can cook and eat."

Chi Baobao happily led Si Qingyu to the kitchen of Qingjing Peak.

The kitchen is simply furnished, with six large stoves neatly arranged, several large rice buckets, and a few sacks of raw rice against the wall. That's all there is in the kitchen.

"Is there a pot?" Si Qingyu asked Chi Baobao.

"Pot?" Chi Baobao looked confused and shook his head.

He didn't know what a pot was, so the two of them had to drag Ying Tianxing over. Si Qingyu said he wanted a set of kitchen utensils.

As for refining equipment, Ying Tianxing didn't know anything about it, so he simply took her to find Qian Ren.

Qian Ren, who had pure fire spiritual roots, quickly made a set of kitchen utensils using the finest materials according to Si Qingyu's requirements.

Pots, pans, and knives were all there.

Si Qingyu looked at the shiny and elegant kitchen utensils and couldn't help but praise the craftsman. What an awesome craftsman!

When she and Chi Baobao were walking out with the kitchen utensils, they also invited Qianren to stay for a while to eat.

"Fourth Brother, I'll be cooking today. The meal will be ready soon. I'll ask you to come to the kitchen and eat with me!"

Qian Ren was stunned after hearing this. Looking at the two smiling faces walking side by side, he murmured, "Eat together?"

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Several people divided the work and cooperated with each other. Ying Tianxing now went to other peaks of Renxin Sect to collect some flour, spiritual meat, spiritual plants, and seasonings.

The Renxin Sect also has new disciples who have not yet started the fasting period, and the cafeteria has hired chefs to cook for these disciples.

Si Qingyu was curious and asked Chi Baobao why he didn't go to the cafeteria.

At least, eating in the cafeteria can provide a more balanced nutrition, and you can order some vegetables or other staple foods to change your taste.

Ying Tianxing explained to her that when Chi Baobao first came to Renxin Sect, he went to the cafeteria to eat. As a result, he was a child, but he could finish the entire meal prepared for all new disciples in the cafeteria of Renxin Sect in one meal, and he also said that he was not full.

At that time, the leader of Renxin Sect was worried that he would die of overeating, but he ate like this for two days and was fine.

Two days later, the cook who was in charge of cooking in the cafeteria quit her job.

There was too much work to do and she couldn't handle it. Even if the Sect Master and Hua Wuying increased her monthly salary, she was still not willing to do it. She said that she felt her spiritual power was overdrawn and she would live decades less.

The kitchen lady wanted to go on strike and went back to her hometown. There was nothing to be done, so the clan leader finally discussed with the lady and taught Chi Baobao to cook for himself and not go to the cafeteria to eat.

The old lady felt a headache when she saw this little boy. After she taught Chi Baobao how to stew rice, she had no patience to teach him anything else.

Chi Baobao was not picky. After he learned it, he cooked rice every day at Qingjing Peak.

After listening to this, Si Qingyu looked at Chi Baobao who was picking vegetables very attentively nearby and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Who gave Third Brother his name?"

"Master." Ying Tianxing said while helping.

After saying this, Ying Tianxing looked at the half-peeled potato in his hand, which was covered in mud, and was stunned for a moment.

As a descendant of the handsome and elegant Ying family, he was actually peeling potatoes! It was incredible.

Si Qingyu felt that her third senior brother might not be an ordinary person.

But it doesn’t matter. She quite likes this sect and enjoys this kind of daily life.

Nangong Chiyang was pulled over because of his excellent swordsmanship and was assigned the task of cutting vegetables.

I saw him with an expressionless face, waving the kitchen knife in both hands, his posture was very handsome, and he cut very quickly.

Considering that there are five men in her sect and Chi Baobao's appetite is astonishing, Si Qingyu chose to make stew.

She took a look at the ingredients. Perhaps because the monks who were going to eat were all low-level, the types of ingredients were similar to those in the human world.

Spare ribs, beans, potatoes, corn, all in one pot;

Braised pork with vermicelli;

Candied sweet potato, fish stewed in an iron pot, colorful rice noodles, and her local specialty, sweet and sour pork.

Six delicious dishes, all with good color, aroma and taste.

Six big pots of rice are also ready.

After Si Qingyu was done, he was quite satisfied. Chi Baobao was responsible for bringing the pots to the table one by one.

When Qian Ren was refining the equipment, he drew formations and cast seals on it according to Si Qingyu's requirements. These large basins for serving dishes have built-in heating function, which is quite practical.

After everything was ready, Chi Baobao stood at the kitchen door and shouted, "It's time to eat!"

When the smoke from the kitchen rose, Hua Wuying was rarely awake and was busy.

Qianren smelled the food and sat in the house fiddling with the various magical instruments he had refined. He also looked outside from time to time, waiting to be called to eat.

Nangong Chiyang, Ying Tianxing and Chi Baobao were already sitting in a row at the dining table, staring at the pot, waiting for everyone to gather and start eating.

After Chi Baobao's shout, Hua Wuying and Qianren opened the door and left the house almost at the same time, and they all gathered together in a flash.

Si Qingyu said with a smile, "Let's get started!"

She didn't have a big appetite, so she served herself a small bowl of rice the size of her fist. Before she had finished one-third of it, the six big pots of food were empty.

When she reached out her chopsticks again, she couldn't pick up anything.

Seeing several people looking at her eagerly, Si Qingyu said: "...I'm sorry, I underestimated your appetite, I didn't make enough."