CHAPTER 83: CHAPTER 83

Roll out a piece of dough into a thin sheet about twenty centimeters wide, roll up the edges, then pinch the ends tightly, and voila, a pizza base shaped like a little boat appears.

Chen Muxue handed a toothpick to Cen Lizhui with a serious expression: "This sacred task is entrusted to you, Sister Rong! I mean, Zhui Li!"

Cen Lizhui took the toothpick in complete confusion: "What task?"

"Poke holes in it!"

Cen Lizhui tried poking it once: "Like this?"

"Exactly, no need to poke the edges, but do it densely without breaking it." Chen Muxue nodded.

Actually, it was supposed to be done with a fork, which would have been much more convenient, but unfortunately, there weren’t any forks here, so this arduous task was given to Cen Lizhui.

Don’t be fooled by its simplicity, but poking all four pizza bases with toothpick holes is a very time-consuming and tedious task.

During this time, Chen Muxue began making pizza sauce.

Dice tomatoes and onions, mince garlic, and regrettably, since the Western Region Merchant didn’t sell beef, we had to use minced pork instead.

Chen Muxue chopped everything in one fluid motion, her speed with the knife made Fei Ying marvel repeatedly, and even Cen Lizhui stopped poking holes to glance over.

Is this what they call practice makes perfect? Such speed, such precision, it’s hard to believe she hasn’t practiced sword techniques before.

Mix the minced pork with soy sauce and a little starch and set aside. Chen Muxue stood with hands on hips and called out powerfully: "Chen Xiaohu!"

Chen Xiaohu, who was playing in the hall, ran over immediately when he heard, hesitating slightly as he passed by two sneaky people peeking into the kitchen.

Fei Ying immediately pretended that nothing happened: "Ah, this weather, so stifling, I need some fresh air, some fresh air!"

Xiaohu gave him a suspicious look, but since this person had spoken up for the Sect Leader a few times before, he didn’t say much.

"Why aren’t you looking at him?" Fei Ying pointed to Chu Wuyi.

"He’s handsome." Xiaohu tossed out this comment, quickly ran into the kitchen to help, and even closed the kitchen door behind him.

"I didn’t say that, senior, don’t look at me." Chu Wuyi noticed Fei Ying’s unfriendly look from the corner of his eye and warily took two steps back.

Fei Ying snorted, not only at him but also at that Xiaohu kid, thinking to himself, I’m the Sixth Elder of the Liuyun Sect, do you think closing the door means I can’t see?

So he leaned against the window, while Chu Wuyi decided not to follow. He thought it best to wait until Chen Muxue finished her task before discussing matters and went back to check on his sister.

Xiaohu was about to light the fire the old-fashioned way when Cen Lizhui stopped him: "Why not try using the fire from your own spiritual power? It will not only aid your cultivation but also build your resolve, thereby increasing your spiritual power."

"In cultivation, elevating one’s realm is just the basics. Among those of the same level, strength varies. Beyond cultivation techniques and attribute counteraction, the capacity of one’s spiritual power is often overlooked. Those with deep spiritual power often break through limits."

Xiaohu suddenly realized that although he felt he had good control over his spiritual power, he often encountered limitations. Now it seemed, if his spiritual power was sufficient, he could fully overcome those limitations.

So Xiaohu lit the fire using his spiritual power and maintained a steady flow.

Chen Muxue removed the iron pot, added butter and melted it, then added the minced onion and garlic, sautéing until fragrant before adding the diced tomatoes and stir-frying on high heat.

"Thank you." Chen Muxue suddenly said to Cen Lizhui.

Cen Lizhui understood she was thanking him for his advice to Xiaohu, and he smiled slightly: "Just a small effort."

He himself didn’t notice that while smiling, his eyes softened more than usual.