Following that, several images appeared in Xin Lin’s mind.
"Based on the different origins of the wood, the combustibility varies, and the length and intensity of the flas, from highest to lowest, are Pine Wood, Oak, Birch, and Pear Wood. Moreover, if one is a Spirit Warrior, one can also utilize the Fire Spirit to control the flas."
Holy smokes!
That was Xin Lin’s imdiate reaction upon hearing and seeing this.
Heaven-defying Book, you’re into this too?
After arriving at Longteng, what Xin Lin found hardest to adapt to wasn’t the bizarre cultivation system here, but rather the ancient lifestyle without electricity or internet.
Such a reply from the Heaven-defying Book indeed broadened Xin Lin’s horizons.
Now, her Heaven-defying Value in the book has beco 34.
However, each question costs 10 Heaven-defying Points, so it isn’t sothing she could just ask casually.
Currently, the glow from the fire blushed Xin Lin’s little face.
She was sweating profusely, and the fire in the stove was gradually dimming.
Xin Lin glanced at the wood beside her and quickly shoved a piece of Pine Wood into the fire.
Rich in tar, Pine Wood burns well and robustly. Seeing the bright flas leap up, Xin Lin quietly recited the Spirit Control mnemonic to herself.
Under the influence of the Fire Spirit within her, the fire in the stove, flickering bright then dark, gradually stabilized, maintaining a steady and tempered blaze.
An hour later, Master Ji ca over.
Master Ji followed behind him, his face full of scorn, just waiting for Master Ji to explode in anger and dismiss Xin Lin.
Who knew that upon reaching Xin Lin’s side, when Master Ji observed the woodpile, he paused.
"Newcor, what kind of trick are you pulling here? I asked you to tend the fire, what mischief are you up to?"
Seeing that Xin Lin had sorted the wood into separate piles like a child playing house, Master Ji couldn’t help but scold.
"Masters, I am classifying the wood. Later, when simring soup, the flas must not be too strong; neither Pine Wood nor Birch are suitable, so I am using Oak for the fire."
Xin Lin looked earnest.
Sorting wood for a fire?
What kind of twisted logic is this? Master Ji was about to chastise her.
"Where did you learn such obscure knowledge?"
Master Ji asked curiously.
"I haphazardly read it in my father’s study when I was a child."
Xin Lin wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, her innocent smile was as genuine as it could be, flashing a set of small white teeth.
"Oak is the most suitable for simring soup. Everyone else, listen up, from now on learn so of this from Xiao Xin."
Master Ji chuckled, his old face wrinkling like a blooming chrysanthemum.
Only the most seasoned Spiritual Delicacy Masters would understand the impact of the wood on cooking.
This little kid has potential.
After observing, Master Ji walked away with his hands behind his back, moving on to inspect the other stoves.
"Kid, don’t get cocky."
Master Ji bit his teeth in resentnt.
Xin Lin appeared indifferent, tossing another firewood into the stove.
Upon discovering that the Fire Spirit could be used to control the intensity of the fire, Xin Lin found that tending the fire actually helped with the consolidation of the Fire Spirit.
She had just started on Spirit Control and her control was weak.
She slowly mobilized Fu Xi’s Energy, repeatedly managing the fire in the stove.
In Taoyao Pavilion, clinks of cups and saucers could be heard everywhere. During the day, Master Chen from De Yue Building, who had just clashed with Xin Lin and Master Ji, was surprisingly present as an honored guest.
"Master, why did you co to the banquet at Taoyao Pavilion? This feast was snatched from us."
Another Spiritual Delicacy Master from De Yue Building followed him.
"What do you know, I am here to watch Master Ji tarnish his reputation."
Master Chen let out a cold chuckle, downing the wine in his cup in one go.
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