When Lin Sheng said that he wanted them to solve the food by themselves, the four new disciples looked back at Lin Sheng in unison, and their expressions were all incredulous.

But in the end, none of the four spoke out against it, and all of them responded "yes" obediently.

After Cun Derong answered, he also asked.

"May I ask Mr. Obayashi, are we also cooking our own lunch today?"

Lin Sheng looked at him and nodded.

"Not bad."

After receiving a positive answer, Cun Derong sighed helplessly, shook his fan and spoke to the other three.

"You guys choose first, I can live wherever I want."

After saying that, he stood aside and turned his head to look at the huge lake.

Zhao Bo ignored the other two and walked towards the farthest house.

Chen Peng motioned to Wang Nianlu to choose first, but Wang Nianlu did not modestly help his body, and chose the small courtyard closest to Bai Nanxiang.

Chen Peng chose the small courtyard next to Wang Nianlu.

After the three of them finished choosing, they each entered the small courtyard, and Cun Derong walked over with a fan, but instead of entering his own small courtyard, he walked to Bai Nanxiang's side.

"Sister Bai is good, I don't know that my sister's meals are also cooked by myself."

Originally, she ate it with the Lin family, but she would also do it, and when she heard Cun Derong ask, Bai Nanxiang didn't want to be special, so she replied casually.

"From today onwards, I will also cook my own meals."

Cun Derong shook his fan and shook a jade peach more than once.

"That sister can cook."

Bai Nanxiang vaguely guessed his plan and nodded.

Cooking is just a small skill, and in her opinion, learning cooking from these four backgrounds is actually a waste of time, and such skills will not help them in their future lives.

Even out of Rootless Mountain, it would be a discordant for them to cook in person with such an identity.

But since Lin Sheng didn't allow them to take their maids into Rootless Mountain, he must have had his reasons for making such an arrangement.

Bai Nanxiang didn't want to disrupt Lin Sheng's arrangement, so she made a decision in her heart, if Cunde Rongqing helped her cook, she would definitely refuse politely.

"Great, I don't know if my sister would like to eat with me."

Cun Derong really wanted her to help cook, but he said it tactfully.

"I ......"

"I'll pay two taels of silver for a meal, as my sister's hard work."

After hearing two taels of silver for a meal, Bai Nanxiang couldn't say anything more when she refused.

She subconsciously looked at Lin Sheng not far away.

Lin Sheng didn't say yes, but he didn't deny Cun Derong's proposal, he just pretended not to hear and turned back to his yard.

This attitude is acquiescence.

Bai Nanxiang looked back at Cun Derong again.

"But, starting with today's lunch?"

It's not good, it's okay.

Hearing Bai Nanxiang's question, Cun Derong immediately took out a silver ticket of ten taels from his arms and sent it to Bai Nanxiang, and then spoke.

"There is Sister Lao, and there are many advances."

Bai Nanxiang glanced at the silver ticket, then folded it casually and put it into his sleeve pocket, nodded, turned around and walked into his small courtyard.

"I'm going to cook now, I'll call you later."

"Okay, there's Sister Laobai."

Cun Derong took a fan behind Bai Nanxiang and saluted from afar, turned around and walked towards his small courtyard, with a smile on his face.

He knew that if his attitude was egalitarian enough, and the amount of money was appropriate, his sister would not be angry, but might respond to his request.

Since the academy was able to accept his family's many bundles of cultivation with such a calm attitude, the academy also needed money, and did not alike such reciprocity.

Most of the little girls who came from the academy should not be averse to money.

The amount of silver given is too small to be disrespectful, too high and there is a suspicion of oppression with money, and the price of two taels of silver is a suitable price for him and his sister.

There is no more suitable deal than a little silver in exchange for the friendship of the eldest granddaughter of the mountain.

Bai Nanxiang was also very happy.

Two taels of silver!

After living alone in a small mountain village for two years, no one understands the importance of money better than her.

Two taels of silver is only a drop in the bucket for a net worth like Cun Derong, but for her, it is the silver money that she can only get after half a year of hard work.

She knew that there was an element of goodwill here, and at this time, in Bai Nanxiang's heart, she had already recognized that she was the granddaughter of Old Man Hua in this life.

Two taels of silver are far from favors and favors in terms of Cun Derong and her identity at the moment, and they take the transactions they need, and Bai Nanxiang has no burden in her heart.

It has never been her philosophy of survival to keep face and maintain her identity, since there is money to be made, it is a fool not to make it.

The money you earn is safe and confident when you spend it.

When Bai Nanxiang went to the kitchen, some ingredients had already appeared in the kitchen.

The fish is a seasonal vegetable, the fish is a common carp, the meat is two small pieces of lamb, and there are two small bunches of grapes.

After living in Rootless Mountain for more than a month, Bai Nanxiang has somewhat figured out the origin of these dishes.

There is a large spiritual field and farm behind the Rootless Mountain, which is taken care of by special people, and most of the food up and down the Rootless Mountain is obtained from that Lingtian Farm.

Every day, the eldest aunt will use the five ghost handling method to collect the ingredients from Lingtian Farm.

The ingredients in the small kitchen now should be the ingredients sent by the eldest aunt, and she probably already knows that Cun Derong will eat here in the future, so the amount of ingredients is double.

Because of the money, Bai Nanxiang, who was going to hastily finish the lunch, burned the firewood in the stove.

She steamed a pot of white rice, stir-fried a cabbage sum, boiled milky fish soup, and grilled a plate of mutton.

The rice had just been steamed, and Cun Derong had already walked into the small courtyard with a fan, and greeted him in a natural tone.

"What delicious food Sister Bai makes, I smell the fragrance from far away outside."

Bai Nanxiang saw him coming, so he walked towards the small pavilion next to the pond with the fish soup, and greeted him.

"The rice in the pot is cooked, you go and carry it out."

Cun Derong hurriedly responded "Okay", put the fan on his waist, and went to the stove room.

Bai Nanxiang looked at Cun Derong's back with the fish soup, only to feel that although this person was a little exquisite, it was not annoying, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and she turned around and went to the pavilion.

Soon there were two dishes and a soup on the small table in the pavilion, and a small plate of grapes.

Bai Nanxiang's cooking skills are actually just average, but fortunately, Cun Derong is still a good breadwinner, he holds a bowl and puts the dishes on the table, and Qiang Qiang also eats a bowl.

When the two of them had eaten and drunk enough, and packed up the tables and bowls, no one had successfully lit firewood in the three small courtyards on the left side of Qingyuan Pavilion.

Chen Peng sat on a small pony with a black ash on his face and held a fire scissors, poked it here, added some firewood there, and wanted to light the fire in the stove very seriously, but there was only a puff of black smoke coming out of the stove.

Wang Nianlu was still wearing her veil, the corners of the veil were stained with stove ash, she held her hands and looked at the stove that was no longer a spark, frowned and thought for a while, then found some velvet again and threw it into the stove, ready to start a new round of experiments.

Zhao Bo sat alone in the living room for a long time before walking to the stove room with a black face and hands behind his back, he hesitated for a moment at the mouth of the stove room, and Fang Yi flicked his sleeves and walked in.

But soon he walked briskly out of the stove room, went back to his bedroom, and slammed the door with a bang.