Snacks, the First Heavy Snow

From the treetops came the clanging sound of metal striking metal.

The sound traveled far and wide, piercing the ears, causing the birds in the distant forest to tilt their heads, their wide eyes filled with confusion. Some wild beasts, unable to bear the intrusive sound, retreated to their nests and covered their ears with their claws.

At least that's what Fat Doggy A Qiu did. His ears drooped, his forehead was wrinkled, and he held his head with his paws, looking clearly impatient.

Wu Chu used a steel chisel and an iron hammer made from fragments of Spirit Treasure to hammer away at a large, hard, black rock for a long time before finally creating a stone mill.

The two millstones are the same size, but the lower one is fixed to a large black stone, with a stone trough surrounding it.

The black millstone was covered with white dots, and the rough surface looked like a starry night sky, with an unusual beauty.

However, despite his efforts, Heavenly Dao did not reward him.

Faced with Little Moon Spirit's puzzled look, Wu Chu said somewhat awkwardly, "Perhaps the Heavenly Dao Lord is asleep, or perhaps he doesn't yet know the use of this thing. Let's grind some Rice Chinquapin flour first. By the way, you peel the chestnut shell first, and I'll grind it."

The tiny Rice Chinquapin looks no different from a regular chestnut, but that refers to the chestnuts found on Earth. In this Primordial Land, some chestnuts are even the size of a fist.

Even the pine nuts they had picked earlier, the smallest of which were the size of a thumb.

With Little Moon Spirit's cultivation level at the Heavenly Immortal Realm, peeling Rice Chinquapin at that speed... was like using a cannon to kill a mosquito, or using a dragon-slaying knife to kill a chicken.

Wu Chu placed the peeled Rice Chinquapin into the Primordial One-Qi Pure Spirit Spring to soak. After the Rice Chinquapin had softened, Wu Chu began grinding them with Rice Chinquapin.

But in the end, no light of Merit descended.

Wu Chu was puzzled. "Impossible! Could someone have invented this stone mill around this time? That's clearly not scientific!"

"Brother A Chu, is this really scientific?"

"Uh! Science!" Wu Chu's lips twitched. "This is hard to explain!"

For a slacker like him, the definition of science is long forgotten. "All you need to know is that anything that doesn't make sense is unscientific."

"Brother A Chu, what kind of logic is that?"

"..."

Q: How do academically weak students die?

To avoid damaging his image, Wu Chu started chatting idly with Little Moon Spirit.

Unaware of what was going on, Little Moon Spirit looked at Wu Chu a bewildered yet admiring expression after he told her all sorts of fabricated stories, making Wu Chu feel slightly embarrassed.

"It seems that some genius has already invented this thing!"

Wu Chu could only blame this; otherwise, there was no reason why such advanced household appliances wouldn't receive a reward from Heavenly Dao! Even a toilet has Merit!

Wu Chu was slightly disappointed that he couldn't get Merit from the Heavenly Dao, but Little Moon Spirit was quite content. "Merit is hard to come by, and the prehistoric Primordial World is vast with countless living beings. It's not strange that some living beings can create it. Brother A Chu, don't be unhappy."

"Sigh! You're right, I was too greedy!"

Little Moon Spirit giggled and said, "Brother A Chu, let's talk about Culinary Dao! How do you make this Steamed Castanea Rolls?"

"Ah! Speaking of which, I forgot. Actually, we can also make some vegetable noodles. Hmm, Yueling, go prepare some Dragon Meat, dried bamboo shoots, dried wild mushrooms... stir-fry them all together, and I'll teach you how to make vegetable noodles in a bit."

The "vegetable rice noodles" here are not vermicelli, but rather rice noodle rolls wrapped with stir-fried vegetables.

However, it's relatively uncommon to make it with Castanea Henryi Powder. He'd only ever seen people make it this way in his hometown, and it tasted pretty good.

Some manufacturers add plant alkali to this Castanea Henryi Powder to enhance its chewy texture.

They only managed to eat this dessert late at night because they wanted to add Dragon Meat to the other dishes.

Although the chestnut flour paste is not very sticky, it can still be steamed into layers of Castanea Henryi Powder that look very translucent.

Then coat it with another layer of stir-fried vegetables, and an authentic Steamed Castanea Rolls is ready.

The flavors of the vegetables, combined with the natural taste of the chestnuts and the slightly chewy texture of the Castanea Henryi Powder, give this dessert its full charm.

Little Moon Spirit ate with great relish, and watching her chew so quickly with her little mouth filled me with immense happiness.

"A Chu, chestnuts can be ground into powder, but what about regular chestnuts?"

Even as she was eating what was in her bowl, Little Moon Spirit had already set her sights on what was in the warehouse.

"Sure, but for chestnuts, we can just roast them into Sugar-Roasted Chestnuts. Even though we don't have sugar, we can use Honey instead. Actually, you can also roast pine nuts this way. You can roast some later as a snack."

"Brother A Chu, what are snacks?"

"..."

You, A Chu, are not well-educated; allow me to think about it carefully.

Wu Chu opened his mouth, then finally said, "Snacks! They're just small, sporadic meals, different from regular meals... Regular meals are three meals a day... We do seem to have more than three meals a day, but..."

You're asking a lot of questions!

Wu Chu silently watched Little Moon Spirit, who was staring at him with wide eyes like a curious child, constantly asking him questions. She was clearly a Celestial Immortal being, so why was her aura getting lower and lower?

As Wu Chu casually chatted, resolving her questions one by one, Little Moon Spirit looked at him with admiration, "Brother A Chu, you're so amazing!"

Yes, Wu Chu, who could answer any question, gave Little Moon Spirit the impression of being omnipotent. Of course, except for cultivation.

After dinner, Wu Chu said to Little Moon Spirit, "Yueling, I'm entrusting that Illusion-Breaking Bell to you. Go and refine it!"

Little Moon Spirit was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved her hand, "No, no, that was given to Brother A Chu by Senior Qingqiu, how could I take it for myself?"

"It's alright, A Chu is giving it to you. You can control it!"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Little Moon Spirit finally nodded.

Little did she know, Wu Chu, this imposter expert, had absolutely no knowledge of such things!

As for the Water-Repelling Pearl, Wu Chu planned to keep it for himself, and would occasionally use his Divine Sense to test it to see if he could refine it.

After all, keeping the Water-Repelling Pearl for himself would be the best use of it.

The next day, after Wu Chu got up, Little Moon Spirit ran over to ask him how to roast chestnuts.

After telling her the steps, Wu Chu jumped down from the top of the tree. Having learned from yesterday's experience, Wu Chu was no longer afraid.

It has to be said that such thrilling and exciting things can be addictive.

He even wondered if he could create a flight suit so he could experience the thrill of flying ahead of time.

The days passed quietly in this leisurely manner. If one did not think about the enemies that might appear in the future, then his life at present would obviously be very leisurely.

I practice my Qi cultivation at night, absorbing the Starlight Moonlight, and during the day I research food, cleaning out the dried fruits and candied fruits in the warehouse and storing them as snacks.

When I first arrived, a day in this world seemed incredibly long, but now it feels like it's just a blink of an eye, and autumn has passed and winter has arrived.

Through his diligent cultivation over this period, the five-colored mist within his body has filled his Qi Sea. The Five-Colored Qi is now circulating along his meridians, re-establishing his 'Daoist Temple'.

The Danzhong, located between the breasts, is the first place opened up by the Five-Colored Mist after the Qi Sea. This place is also known as the Middle Dantian.

Although it was strange that the Five-Colored Mist would find a place to live on its own, Wu Chu let it be since they didn't feel any discomfort.

On this day, looking at the first heavy snowfall of his life since arriving in the Primordial World, with snow as big as goose feathers, and watching the world gradually being covered by ice and snow, a vast expanse of white, Wu Chu stood with his hands behind his back on the edge of a treetop, pretending to be deep in thought. At this moment, he felt the urge to compose a poem again.

To everyone's surprise, the phone rang with the message, "The First Snow of 2002..."