Chang Lize glanced at him: "Do you understand making tea by the stove? Antique soup is cooking by the stove. You eat it while cooking. When the food is put into the pot of boiling water, it will make a 'coo-coo-coo' sound. If you modify it a little, it becomes an antique."

Lan Zhi cleaned up the small red clay stove for a while and saw that they were still standing there, urging: "Then hurry up and get moving."

Cooking is not easy, but Chang Lize and Fu Chenyin still know how to handle simple ingredients.

The kitchen was fully stocked with charcoal, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea. The four of them set up a table in the open space outside the kitchen, lit the stove, and started eating.

They are all top-notch ingredients, and when you throw them into the pot and cook them, they are extremely delicious. The four of them sat around the table and ate until they were full.

Chang Lize leaned on the back of her chair and stroked her belly, still not satisfied: "It's so delicious. I've never eaten such high-grade ingredients. It's a pity that I can't finish it."

Fu Chenyin was used to walking around in the secret realm: "Take it back and continue eating."

Chang Lize's eyes lit up: "Is it okay? I'm scared."

Lan knew: "You can't eat dead crabs, but you can eat anything else. I'll put it in a box later, add a frost array and an isolation array, and it won't be a problem for a few days."

Chang Lize was so full that she didn't want to move at all: "I'll pack it up later."

Fu Chenyin poured the spirit crab into the pot on the spot.

Chang Lize was surprised: "Can you still eat it?"

Fu Chenyin opened the folding fan with a swipe: "You're stupid, you can't take it away raw, but you can't take it with you if it's cooked?"

Lan Zhi sat aside and watched them cooking crabs.

By the time they were all cooked, fanned and packed into storage bracelets, it was already late at night.

The entire Changlu Mountains fell silent, with only the bright moonlight falling on the rolling mountains, tracing the outline of the peaks, and the night wind blowing gently, giving people a rare sense of peace.

Chang Lize felt that she was in good spirits and was about to ask how to mine, but she was surprised to find that Si Jichuan was so tired that she fell asleep leaning on the back of the chair.

He looked at Si Jichuan's face with crisscrossed scars and felt a little sad.

But compared to the miners who stayed in the mine for who knows how many days and nights, Chang Lize said: "He is lucky."

Even those miners were lucky.

The truly unfortunate people have become white bones in the quagmire in the middle of the mine, and no one knows their names to this day.

Fu Chenyin turned to look at him, and he immediately said: "We are more lucky because we met Senior Sister earlier. Hey, where is Senior Sister?"

Lan Zhi had already walked to the pile of obsidian stones while the two were talking.

Chang Lize ran over in a hurry: "What are we going to do?"

Lan Zhi pointed at the obsidian stone: "Pack them all up."

Chang Lize asked: "Aren't you going to mine anymore?"

Lan Zhi raised his eyebrows: "You want to go dig?"

Chang Lize shook her head repeatedly: "I don't want to."

Lan knew: "That's it, just put these up and I'll find a way to extract the obsidian essence from the entire mine."

Chang Lize couldn't believe it: "Is this okay?"

Lan Zhi didn't understand what he was making a fuss about: "Sword cultivators can draw Jiang soul into swords, so isn't it normal for me to draw some Yao Jing soul?"

Chang Lize: "..."

It is true that sword cultivators can turn Jiang soul into swords, but looking at the world, how many sword cultivators can actually do it?

However, Chang Lize saw her normal expression and finally said nothing, but just helped cheer her up: "Come on."

Lan Zhi nodded, picked up an obsidian stone, and put his soul power into it.
Chapter completed!