Chapter 29 Stove

The shopkeeper went upstairs and came down after a while. He politely invited Mo Hua to come up.

When Mo Hua saw An Xiaopang, An Xiaopang was drinking with several young men in bright clothes. On the table were various kinds of fresh and tender spiritual fruits. There were maids fanning, and the fragrance was blowing. There were also singing girls singing, and the sound was lingering.

The room was cool and comfortable, without the summer heat. There was an ice formation carved on the screen to cool down and ventilate.

Mo Hua thought of the casual cultivators who set up stalls on the street in the scorching heat to do business and struggle for their livelihoods, and he felt emotional for a while.

They were all cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, living in the same Tongxian City, but they seemed to live in two different worlds.

"Mo Hua, it's you!"

An Xiaopang was a little happy to see Mo Hua, and waved his hand and said, "Come on, let's drink together."

An Xiaopang's face was flushed, but he was not very old, so he should have drunk fruit wine, and it would not hurt his body too much even if he got drunk.

Mo Hua didn't feel like drinking, so he said directly, "Master An, I have something to ask you."

"Oh," An Xiaopang came back to his senses and waved to the other teenagers, "You drink first, I have something to do."

Then the shopkeeper led Mo Hua and An Xiaopang to a quiet private room. Mo Hua got straight to the point, "Master An, I want to ask you for a favor."

An Xiaopang was obviously still a little drunk, and patted his chest and said, "As long as I can help, just ask!"

Mo Hua looked at the magnificent decoration in the private room and asked, "This restaurant is opened by your family, right?"

An Xiaopang said proudly, "Yes!"

"Do you use a stove to cook in the back kitchen, or do you use the spiritual power of the monks to supply the fire?"

An Xiaopang looked confused. After thinking for a while, he had no clue, so he shouted, "Shopkeeper!"

After a while, the shopkeeper pushed the door in. An Xiaopang pointed at the shopkeeper and said to Mo Hua, "Ask him."

Mo Hua asked the shopkeeper again what he had just said.

The shopkeeper replied, "Originally, we also used the spiritual power of the monks to supply fire, but this method is easy to damage the heart and lungs of the monks, and the fire supply is not stable, so the boss decided not to use it. Last year, we asked the weapon refiner to refine a stove and asked the array master to draw the array. Since then, we have been using the stove."

Mo Hua asked curiously, "Is the cost of the stove higher than hiring a monk?"

The shopkeeper said truthfully, "In the long run, the stove is better. In the short term, it is definitely more cost-effective to hire a monk, and you can lower the price if you hire a monk. Sometimes the market is not good, and you can hire a casual cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage for half a spirit stone."

Mo Hua felt a little uncomfortable.

Even if you become a monk, you can't avoid being exploited.

"Can I go and see the stove?"

The shopkeeper hesitated and looked at Master An. He couldn't make the decision on this matter. Normally, outsiders were not allowed to enter the kitchen.

An Xiaopang sobered up a bit and asked the shopkeeper, "Can't this be shown to others?"

The shopkeeper said, "Only the recipe counts. In fact, many restaurants have stoves. Those who don't have them just don't want to spend spirit stones to refine them. It's not a secret."

An Xiaopang said, "Then take a look. It's just right that I'm going there too. I've never seen that stove before."

"Okay, I'll take the two young masters there."

The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief. With Young Master An following him, if something goes wrong, it won't be all blamed on him.

The shopkeeper took Mo Hua and the others to the back kitchen and pointed to a huge stove-like device that was two people tall and said, "This is the stove. After putting in spirit stones, the formation in the stove will convert the spirit stones into firepower, and the firepower will extend to each stove for the monks to cook ingredients."

"The stove and each stove are also connected by a formation, and each stove has a special formation engraved to control the size of the firepower..."

Mo Hua felt very novel. It was the first time he saw refining equipment and formations being used in this way.

An Xiaopang's eyes widened as well. He usually only knew how to eat, but he didn't know how those foods were made.

The shopkeeper introduced them to Mo Hua and the others, looking quite proud.

Mo Hua carefully looked at the stove, left and right, and did not miss the mouth of the stove and the gap between the stoves.

Seeing that he looked like he wanted to tear open the stove to see what was inside, the shopkeeper couldn't help but ask: "Master Mo, what do you want to know?"

Mo Hua asked: "Shopkeeper, do you know what formations are engraved inside the stove?"

The shopkeeper hesitated, but after thinking about it, it was useless to just know which formations were used. The most important thing was whether he could draw the formations, and formations were not so easy to draw.

"The formation inside this stove is not complicated. There is only one molten fire formation with five formation patterns. But the position of the molten fire formation is more particular. It should be drawn at the bottom of the stove so that the firepower will be even. There should be a gap outside the stove to place the spirit stone, so that the spiritual energy of the spirit stone will penetrate into the molten fire formation and stimulate the firepower of the formation..."

The shopkeeper told Mo Hua everything in detail.

"Oh," Mo Hua nodded continuously.

After watching and chatting for a long time, Mo Hua probably asked everything he wanted to know. He sincerely thanked the shopkeeper and then said goodbye.

An Xiaopang pulled Mo Hua, "Don't leave in a hurry. I'll treat you to delicious food."

Mo Hua had something else to do, so he didn't agree.

"Are you not giving me face?" An Xiaopang was a little angry.

Mo Hua praised An Xiaopang, saying that he was generous, and then whispered to An Xiaopang: "Next time when the teacher arranges the formation homework, I will help you draw it for free."

An Xiaopang was overjoyed and nodded quickly: "Yeah."

He didn't care about the spirit stone, he cared about face. He felt proud that Mo Hua could help him draw the formation for free.

The shopkeeper looked at Mo Hua's leaving back and asked An Xiaopang, "Master, what is the identity of this Mr. Mo?"

"He is my fellow disciple. He draws formations very well, better than me. To be honest, he helped me draw all my formation homework!"

An Xiaopang was even a little proud.

The shopkeeper had no expression on his face and was speechless in his heart. There was nothing to be proud of...

"Shopkeeper, you go and do your work. I'm going to drink."

After An Xiaopang finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, he was startled and grabbed the shopkeeper's sleeve, staring at him blankly.

The shopkeeper was a little nervous when he looked at him, "Young Master..."

An Xiaopang lowered his voice and said, "Don't let my father know about this!"

"This?"

"My homework was done by others, and my father must not know about this!"

The shopkeeper's mouth twitched, "Okay, okay..."

An Xiaopang patted his chest, "It was a close call, fortunately I was smart, otherwise I would have been exposed." Then he asked the shopkeeper to swear not to tell his father, and then he went upstairs with peace of mind.

The shopkeeper was a little helpless, thinking: "Can this unreliable young master keep the An family's property..."

The shopkeeper thought of the child surnamed Mo just now.

It seems that he is not a rich kid, but just an ordinary cultivator's child. I don't know why he asked about the stove.

The shopkeeper walked a few steps, then suddenly stopped when he remembered what Master An said, "The formation is well drawn? He wouldn't want to draw the formation for the stove, would he?"

"Master An is at the third level of Qi Refining, and he is from the same school as the child surnamed Mo, which means that the child is at most at the third level of Qi Refining. How can a third level Qi Refining person have the consciousness to draw a formation?"

The shopkeeper shook his head and went to find a place to drink tea.