Word Spirit Farming System

“Impressive and doesn’t seem like a fool.”

The hunting team that went into the mountains quickly returned. They had a bountiful harvest, and not a single person from the small team got lost. There were only a few minor injuries. The hunting party brought back a lot of things, and for a while, the entire Tie Village became lively again, like a festive season in every household.

Yang Hongjin was curious and wanted to go out and see. Cheng Yun couldn’t stop him this time, but he was tired of everyone talking about Wang Cui in front of him. This time, Butcher Wang led the team. Just thinking about how others looked at him made him uncomfortable all over. So when Yang Hongjin wanted to go, Cheng Yun let him go alone to see.

That fool kept looking back every few steps, even when he reached the door. “Wife, are you really not coming?”

Cheng Yun laughed and waved her hand dismissively. “If you want to go, go quickly and come back in time for dinner.”

So Yang Hongjin sighed deeply like an old man, shook his head, and walked away like he couldn’t do anything about him.

Cheng Yun couldn’t help but secretly laugh. Lately, this guy had been showing more and more expressions, making Cheng Yun feel like he was really raising a child. Seeing the ‘child’ grow up, he, as the ‘old father,’ felt extremely gratified.

He tidied up the house a bit. The weather had started to cool down day by day, so he brought two thick blankets from the town and replaced some of the furniture with new ones. He also bought some slightly expensive charcoal from Nanming City and placed it in several corners of the house, ready to be ignited immediately in case of a sudden drop in temperature.

After finishing tidying up, he started to prepare the meal.

A few days ago, Liu Wen personally came to Tie Village to find him, not for anything else, but to deliver a pot to Cheng Yun.

Following Cheng Yun’s previous advice, Liu Wen had been going to the blacksmith’s shop almost every day, urging the master to hurry up and make the things.

After several modifications, they finally managed to make a copper pot that satisfied Liu Wen. Unable to contain his excitement, he quickly delivered it to Cheng Yun and decided to have dinner at Cheng Yun’s house that evening, just to try the hot pot.

Coincidentally, Cheng Yun had prepared some charcoal at home. He slaughtered a chicken, cut some vegetables, and made a simple table of dishes. Even so, Liu Wen couldn’t stop eating and kept picking up his chopsticks. In the end, Li Fan had to help him walk back to the town.

The copper pot was well-made, not much different from what Cheng Yun had seen in the future. They tried it, and throughout the whole meal, they managed to control the heat of the hot pot perfectly, and the smoke from burning charcoal was also not overwhelming; they could control it well.

Liu Wen was very satisfied. He went back and urged the master to rush the production of another batch. The well-made pot was left at Cheng Yun’s house as a gift for him.

Ever since that day, Yang Hongjin became obsessed with eating hot pot. He found it fresh and interesting and particularly enjoyed dipping the food in the pot and not eating it himself, but feeding it to Cheng Yun. When Cheng Yun couldn’t finish it, he had no choice but to feed it back to him. This back-and-forth made Yang Hongjin find it even more interesting, and he would always pester Cheng Yun to eat hot pot.

Cheng Yun was soft-hearted when facing him. Even though there weren’t many dishes they could make at home, he would find a way to make a complete and delicious hot pot for him.

He sliced a couple of radishes, picked some vegetables, slaughtered a rooster, washed and cut all the ingredients. Then he took out a fish from the water tank, gutted and sliced it, and put the sliced chicken into the pot. He added radish and corn chunks as the clear soup base and started boiling it on the stove.

After finishing that, he took another pot and added pork fat. He pounded ginger, onion, and garlic and stir-fried them in the pot until the fragrance spread. Then he added chili, white wine, and fermented black beans to stir-fry together. When it was almost done, Cheng Yun switched to another pot, added three tablespoons of water, and poured the previously fried sauce into it.

Cheng Yun sliced a few dried chilies, mixed them with peppercorns, and poured them into the spicy soup. He covered the pot, turned down the heat, and let the flavor of the chili slowly infuse.

He took some ginger, onion, and garlic, pounded and chopped them, and put them in a large bowl. Then he poured the boiling oil over them, instantly filling the kitchen with the aroma of garlic.

He sliced some chili, added it to the soy sauce, and quickly stirred it. Soon, two plates of dipping sauce were ready.

The most important part of hot pot is the process of dipping and eating. Therefore, Cheng Yun kept fish meat, vegetables, and the previously prepared duck blood. He sliced them and placed them together, making around four or five plates of ingredients.

Today was also the day for delivering goods to Yueqiong Tower. As soon as he received the money, he called Bao’er and Aunt Wang to come to his house for a meal.

Aunt Wang’s husband went hunting this time, so she didn’t bother Cheng Yun by going to his house. However, she didn’t stop Wang Liang from going. Therefore, just before lunchtime, Bao’er and Wang Liang arrived one after another.

They had never eaten hot pot before and hadn’t seen the new pot yet. They were a bit surprised to see Cheng Yun preparing so many things and asked if there was a festival.

Cheng Yun smiled and asked them to help bring out the ingredients, saying, “There’s no festival, just something new and interesting for you to try.”

Quick-witted Cheng Bao’er immediately asked, “Is this the new dish that Yueqiong Tower is about to launch?”

Cheng Yun gave him an approving look and nodded, “It’s a dish from Yueqiong Tower, but it won’t be opened in Tengyun Town.” He asked Wang Liang to bring out the remaining items from the kitchen while he cleaned the copper pot and poured the previously cooked soups into the pot on both sides.

When Cheng Bao’er and Wang Liang saw the copper pot, their eyes immediately lit up.

“Brother, what is this?” Cheng Bao’er stared at the copper pot without blinking, his mouth watering. “It smells so good!”

Wang Liang nodded in agreement, his action of holding the dishes froze. He thought they had already prepared a lot of food, but when the pot was brought out, not only the aromatic broth but also the unique shape of the pot aroused their curiosity.

Cheng Yun placed the pot in the middle of the table, smiled, and said, “This is the new product that Yueqiong Tower is preparing to introduce in Nanming City— Hot Pot!”

“Hot Pot?!” they both exclaimed.

“Yes.” Cheng Yun explained the process of making hot pot to them and shared a bit of Liu Wen’s plan. They listened with admiration.

Cheng Bao’er took the chopsticks that Cheng Yun handed to him and asked, “Big brother, is this another idea of yours?”

Cheng Yun nodded, “That’s right, but Liu Wen also played a part in this copper pot. He and the blacksmith master worked on it for a long time to achieve this design. His contribution is indispensable.”

However, Cheng Bao’er seemed to completely ignore the second half of his sentence. His eyes were full of admiration. “Big brother, you are so amazing!”

Cheng Yun smiled without saying a word. Just then, Yang Hongjin returned excitedly, shouting, “Wife,” as he entered the house. Smelling the aroma coming from the main hall, he walked even faster.

Seeing that Cheng Yun took Yang Hongjin to wash his hands and face in the backyard, Wang Liang remained silent for a while, then approached Cheng Bao’er and said softly, “In the future, I’ll be as amazing as Brother Cheng.”

“Huh?” Cheng Bao’er carefully looked at the copper pot in front of him. Suddenly, he heard this random statement and took a while to react. Blushing, he gently pushed Wang Liang and didn’t seem to be rejecting him, saying, “Why are you calling my brother Brother Cheng now? Didn’t you used to call him Cheng-Ge’er?”

Wang Liang chuckled, scratched his head, and firmly denied his own ulterior motive, “I just admire Brother Cheng.”

Meanwhile, Cheng Yun brought Yang Hongjin back after washing his face. Yang Hongjin’s eyes were sparkling, and he kept talking non-stop.

“They brought back so many animals! Big cows and pigs, black pigs with a lot of fur! Big Brother even got some and gave it to Aunt Wang’s husband to bring to us later, so he didn’t let me take it home…”

Cheng Yun found it both amusing and heartwarming to see him so excited, like a child returning from their first spring outing. He realized that he should let him go out more. By restraining his nature for his own selfishness, he was no different from Li Fengjiao.

He silently kept this in mind, patiently listening to Yang Hongjin’s words and wiping his face for him. He said, “Does Hongjin really want to go hunting with them?”

He thought Yang Hongjin would say yes, but unexpectedly, he instantly fell silent after hearing the question. He furrowed his brow, thought for a moment, and eventually replied with a “I don’t want to.”

Cheng Yun was surprised. “Why don’t you want to?”

Yang Hongjin honestly said, “Because my wife would worry.”

Cheng Yun felt warmth in his heart, not knowing what to say. After a moment of silence, he took a step forward, embraced Yang Hongjin with both arms.

Because he was worried, Yang Hongjin chose not to do something that he actually wanted to do. But looking at himself, it’s only because he was afraid that he won’t be safe and he didn’t want him to be associated with Butcher Wang’s family, so he restricted him everywhere. He even had the thought of taking Yang Hongjin to the town.”

Why was he such a jerk?

Yang Hongjin immediately hugged him back, gently patting his back, and whispered in Cheng Yun’s ear, “Wife, don’t be unhappy. When wife is happy, Hongjin will be happy.”

Cheng Yun buried his face in Yang Hongjin’s chest, his voice soft. After a long time, he responded with a soft “Mm.”

The two of them tidied up and walked back. The charcoal under the hot pot was already burning, and the soup in the split pot was boiling, filling the entire room with a fragrant aroma.

“Brother, come quickly! The soup is boiling! Can we start eating?” Cheng Bao’er stared at the pot without turning his gaze away. Seeing this, Cheng Yun smiled, gave Yang Hongjin a nudge, and said, “Come on, let Hongjin teach you how to eat. He loves this.”

Yang Hongjin was no longer as reluctant as before when it came to outsiders visiting his house. He had probably gotten used to it, but he still preferred to be alone with his wife rather than having too many people in the house.

But since his wife said so, he wouldn’t refuse.

He calmly picked up a piece of fish and put it in the pot, letting the broth wash over it, and the translucent fish became firm. He judged with his eyes that it was ready to eat and dipped it into the sauce.

“You can eat the chicken directly from the pot, and when the fish is cooked, you can eat it. Wife made two types of sauce, you can dip in whichever you like. They’re all delicious!” Yang Hongjin placed the fish in Cheng Yun’s bowl and said, “Wife, eat while it’s hot!”

Cheng Yun thanked him with a smile and added, “One side of the pot has clear soup, and the other side has spicy soup. If you can eat spicy, you can cook it in the spicy soup. If you can’t, put the vegetables in the clear soup, otherwise it will be too spicy and I’m afraid you can’t stand it, then you can dip a little in the sauce for seasoning.”

Cheng Bao’er and Wang Liang were dumbfounded, blinked their eyes, and stood frozen for a while. It was Cheng Bao’er who finally said, “Brother, why do I feel like Big Brother Yang is quite, is quite impressive.”

Impressive to the point that he doesn’t look like a fool at all!