Live-in Son-in-law

Chapter 1303 1303: The Role of the Pot

"Brother Qin, what's the use of bringing pots and spices with us?"

Jing Wuyan asked curiously. He initially thought Qin Yi wanted him to prepare these things to escape from Lianhuan City, but they hadn't been used at all just now.

Qin Yi glanced back at Mo Xiao and another person carrying pots, and smiled mysteriously, "A mountain man has his own clever ways, you'll see soon enough."

They had been walking for half a day and had already moved far away from Lianhuan City.

Qin Yi found a picturesque spot and landed, planning to rest before continuing the journey.

The distance between these cities was more than ten thousand miles, reaching them would take quite a while.

Qin Yi sat on a large rock to rest and looked at Jing Wuyan, "Can you look around in the forest to see if there's anything to eat? Surely there must be plenty of wild beasts in here."

"Young master, we can go. You and Young Master Qin rest here first."

Jing Wuyan nodded, "Be careful."

Mo Xiao and another person entered the dense forest.

Not long after, the two returned, with Mo Xiao carrying a more than one-meter-long Iron Horned Deer.

Though the Iron Horned Deer wasn't large, it was a kind of fierce beast. Its weapon was the horn on its head, harder than steel. Running at full speed, its horn could pierce through a five-centimeter thick iron plate.

Qin Yi's eyes lit up; this was a great find. The Iron Horned Deer's meat was tough yet chewy, bouncy and delightful—a rare delicacy.

Mo Xiao looked at Qin Yi, "Young Master Qin, young master, please wait a moment, we'll get the meat ready shortly."

Mo Xiao and his crew had a wealth of survival experience; the Iron Horned Deer was quickly skinned and cleaned thoroughly. They went to find wood and were about to start roasting.

However, Qin Yi told them to hold on.

Under Qin Yi's direction, a large fire blazed, and a pot was set up.

Jing Wuyan was utterly confused, walked over, and said, "Brother Qin, you didn't make us bring this pot just to stew meat, right?"

Qin Yi nodded with a smile and even asked back, "What else? Unless you plan to give me a show of stewing yourself in the pot?"

Jing Wuyan stood there stunned for three seconds, exchanged glances with Mo Xiao and others, feeling bemused and amused.

They had thought Qin Yi had them bring the pot for escaping Lianhuan City, but it turned out Qin Yi simply wanted it to satisfy his craving for good food.

Jing Wuyan watched Qin Yi cut the Iron Horned Deer meat into pieces and toss them into the pot, completely speechless.

"Gurgle gurgle..."

The large fire blazed, and the water in the pot boiled. Qin Yi sprinkled in the spices he had brought, tasted it, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, Qin Yi looked at Jing Wuyan, "May I borrow your dagger for a moment?"

Jing Wuyan handed his waist dagger to Qin Yi, who used it to carve a log as thick as a leg diligently.

Before long, a wooden bowl was crafted.

"Looks nice, doesn't it?"

Qin Yi asked Yun Mengyao.

Yun Mengyao nodded.

"Here, it's for you. I'll make another one."

Once two wooden bowls were completed, Qin Yi gathered some tree branches and carefully crafted two pairs of chopsticks and a wooden spoon with a long handle.

The large fire had simmered for over an hour, and the rich aroma of the meat had already spread.

Qin Yi stepped forward, poked at a piece of meat with a chopstick, and the chopstick pierced through effortlessly.

"It's done." Qin Yi's eyes lit up, and he ladled out a bowl of broth and meat, "Don't be shy, everyone, dig in."

Saying this, he and Yun Mengyao started eating with gusto.

"Wow, this smells amazing."

"This Iron Horned Deer meat is delicious, bouncy, this broth is rich and flavorful. Qin Yi, let's have this next time too."

"Yes!" Qin Yi nodded.

Jing Wuyan and Mo Xiao, among others, were dumbfounded, staring eagerly at Qin Yi and Yun Mengyao enjoying themselves.

They had been walking for most of the day and were already hungry.

Mo Xiao cut a tree branch, skewered a piece of meat for Jing Wuyan, "Young master, make do with this for now. I'll make you a wooden bowl."

"Never mind, let's just eat the meat. Everyone dig in, fill up first."

Although everyone thought Qin Yi was a foodie and had resented him for making them carry the pot along the journey, all discontent vanished once they tasted the meat, as it truly was delectable.

Jing Wuyan chewed his meat and mumbled, "Brother Qin, you really know how to enjoy life."

"The journey is tiring, the road is tough, but we must strive to find joy in hardship—we mustn't mistreat our stomachs."

Yun Mengyao suddenly asked out of curiosity, "Xiao Yan, I'm curious. Even though you're Jing Wangyou's son, why didn't you ask your father for help when Xiaoxi was captured?"

Jing Wuyan smiled bitterly, "He won't help."

"Huh?" Yun Mengyao's curiosity grew, "Why?"

Jing Wuyan said, "Because Xiaoxi's status is too low for him to go to great lengths to rescue."

"What do you mean by 'status too low'?"

Jing Wuyan whispered, "Because Xiaoxi is just my maid."

"What?" Yun Mengyao was baffled.

Even Qin Yi seemed surprised.

Jing Wuyan hung his head and said softly, "Xiaoxi was captured by the Sword Sect while trying to save me. I sought my father's help, and he even sent people to negotiate with the Sword Sect. But the Sword Sect demanded an exorbitant price, asking for five billion high-grade Earth Spirit Stones, ten billion gold coins, and countless Spirit Grass and Spiritual Medicine to give Xiaoxi back.

This amount of resources, even my father couldn't gather quickly on behalf of Netherworld Hall. Even if he could, it would plunge Netherworld Hall into a resource crisis. Although my father is the Hall Master of Netherworld Hall, he must also consider the people below and the future of Netherworld Hall.

Using such an enormous amount of resources to exchange for a maid of low status, even if my father agreed, those below wouldn't consent."

Qin Yi said indifferently, "I understand. Your father refused, so you plan to rescue her yourself?"

Jing Wuyan nodded slightly, "Xiaoxi and I grew up together. In others' eyes, she may be a humble maid, but to me, she's family. Moreover, she was captured for saving me, how could I abandon her?"

Yun Mengyao nodded, "Xiao Yan, you're loyal and righteous. A true man should know what's worth doing and what's not. We will surely help you rescue Xiaoxi."

Jing Wuyan nodded gratefully.

"Do you resent your father for not helping you?"

Jing Wuyan shook his head, "No, my father may be the Hall Master of Netherworld Hall, but he also has many helpless moments. I understand him, after all, Netherworld Hall still has many people to take care of. If I were in his shoes, I would refuse too. The Sword Sect's demands were too high, and fulfilling them would seriously weaken Netherworld Hall."

Yun Mengyao nodded, "The Sword Sect claims to be righteous and Netherworld Hall as wicked. Yet, I see the opposite. Netherworld Hall suits this lady's temperament better compared to those hypocrites from the Sword Sect. What do you think, Qin Yi?"

Qin Yi paused, then lifted his head and said, "What do I think? Sword Sect or Netherworld Hall, I'm just a passerby. But, there's one thing I really dislike: those who claim to be righteous but enjoy sneaky tracking."

As he finished speaking, the chopsticks in Qin Yi's hand turned into two sharp beams and shot out.