Chang Lize glanced at him: "Do you understand how to make tea around the stove?" Antique soup is cooked around the hearth, and the food is eaten while cooking, and the food is thrown into a pot of boiling water, and it will 'clump and clatter, and a little decoration is an antique."

Lan Zhi cleaned up the small red clay stove a little, and when he saw that they were still standing dry, he urged, "Then hurry up and move."

It's not easy to cook, but Chang Lize and Fu Shenyin still understand the simple handling of ingredients.

In the kitchen, charcoal, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea were all complete, and the four of them set up a table in the open space outside the kitchen, lit the stove, and began to eat.

They are all top-notch ingredients, and they are especially delicious when they are cooked in a pot, and the four of them sit around the table and eat until they last.

Chang Lize leaned on the back of the chair and stroked his belly: "It's so delicious, I've never eaten such high-grade ingredients, but unfortunately I can't finish it."

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

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

Lan knew, "You can't eat crabs when they're dead, you can eat anything else. I'll take a box later, add a frost array and an isolation array, and put it for a few days."

Chang Lize was full of food and drink, and didn't want to move at all: "I'll go pack it later."

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

Chang Lize exclaimed, "Can you still eat?"

Fu Shenyin opened the folding fan with a swipe: "Silly you, you can't take it away raw, can't you cook it?"

Lan Zhi sat on the sidelines and watched them cook crabs.

By the time they were all finished cooking, they were wrapped in a fan and packed into storage bracelets, and it was already the second half of the night.

The entire Changlu mountain range is quiet, only the bright moonlight falls on the rolling mountains, depicting the outline of the peaks, and the night breeze blows gently, giving people a rare sense of peace.

Chang Lize felt that he was in good spirits, and was about to ask how to mine, but unexpectedly found that Si Jichuan was so tired that he fell asleep on the back of the chair at some point.

He looked at Si Jichuan's scarred face, and sighed a little.

But compared to the miners who stayed in the mine for an unknown number of 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 Shenyin turned his head to look at him, and he immediately said, "We are luckier because we met Senior Sister earlier. Hey, where's the senior sister?"

Lan Zhi had already walked to the Yao Jing Stone Pile while the two were talking.

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

Lan Zhi pointed to the obsidian essence stone: "Put it all up."

Chang Lize asked, "Stop mining?"

Lan Zhi raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to go down and dig?"

Chang Lize shook his head again and again: "I don't want to."

Lan knew, "That's it, you put these up, and I'll find a way to extract the Yao essence from the entire vein."

Chang Lize was incredulous: "Is this okay?"

Lan Zhi didn't understand what he was fuss about: "Sword cultivators can draw Jiang Soul as a sword, so isn't it normal for me to draw some Yao Spirit?"

Chang Lize: "......"

Sword cultivation can indeed draw Jiang Lu into a sword, but looking at the world, how many sword cultivators can really do it?

However, Chang Lize looked at her with a normal expression, and finally didn't say anything, just helped cheer her up: "Come on."

Lan Zhi nodded, picked up a piece of obsidian essence stone, and probed his soul power into it.