chapter 57 Wang Yan's ...

Another new day at Zhang Jian's abode.

Zhang Jian got up from bed at the same time as usual, but surprisingly Wang Yan and Wu Ming were also up, each trying to cook something clumsily in the kitchen to relieve their Master from doing any work.

Wang Yan was trying to peel a huge potato, but it kept slipping from her small hands, and wouldn't peel properly.

Wu Ming was failing miserably at adding the right amount of spices to the soup, he would pause after one pinch and wonder for a whole minute whether it was enough or not.

Seeing the funny scene, Zhang Jian shook his head, ' cooking is these two's enemy'.

He first approached Wang Yan and took the knife from her hands, but she jumped in fright the moment she felt someone touch her.

" Ah! Master you-you're up already,g- good morning"

" I'll take it from here you two go feed the Pheasants"

Wang Yan was so startled in the beginning, so when she realized how close was Zhang Jian to her she blushed beet red and lowered her head.

Zhang Jian noticed her embarrassment and distanced himself, " Look at you battling with a potato to peel it, you obviously never done this before, so just leave this to me"

Wang Yan felt like she needed to prove her worth by helping so she still insisted on being an aid, " Master, Wang Yan has been lazy, please forgive me, and let me help you"

Obviously, she felt pressured about not doing what a maid does, so in order to make her feel at ease, Zhang Jian proposed, " How about you let me cook, and later you can do some work on the farm"

Wang Yan remembered that time in the field when she learned a precious cultivation method demonstrated by her master. And although he said nothing about it when he showed her, she could still feel it would bear nice results for her development.

Her master really cared for her, not did he take care of cooking, he even hinted at her that she should keep up with her meditation.

Wu Ming seeing the intimate yet short exchange between the two had a silly face, it seemed like they have forgotten there was a third person in the kitchen, but he dared not offend the master, so he just kept staring.

Wang Yan looked at Zhang Jian with admiration, " Thank you, Master, I'll work hard", referring to her cultivation.

Thinking that the frail Wang Yan will work hard in farming, he patted her head and praised her.

Wu Ming who felt like he was peeking in the bedroom of newlyweds, so picked up the rice and went to feed the Pheasants, with a tint of blush on his cheeks.

Zhang Jian cleared his throat, and went to check on the soup that Wu Ming was previously preparing, he fetched a wooden spoon, scooped some soup in, and took a sip, his face instantly scrunched, it was too bland.

How could Wu Ming be adding spices for 5 minutes straight and it still tasted like this, some people weren't meant to be cooks, and he had to accept that fact, there was no point in teaching Wu Ming how to cook, he can still prep vegetables and teach Wang Yan but not Wu Ming, that guy can't learn anything other than business and calligraphy.

Wang Yan intended to go feed Cerberus and be useful, but he made his way into the living room, announcing to her that he will be eating next to the master.

She stood helplessly next to Zhang Jian, like a lost puppy, not knowing what to do.

He soon noticed the awkwardness, and sent her to ready the table, and bring out bowls and chopsticks, while he finished making the food.

Soon enough, breakfast was ready, and everyone ate their fill.

Now that the resources weren't as scarce, and he had Wu Ming by his side, who was like a hunting machine, meat was included in every day's meal.

He didn't have to hunt anymore, he only cooked and did some simple farm work, Zhang Jian felt that life was more comfortable in ancient times.

He used to worry about wild animal attacks too, but with the fence and the scarecrow, he could finally take a deep breath to relax.

Simple people like him could focus more on one thing instead of acting impetuously.

In such a world, there was no need to work like a dog to afford food, gas, rent, and other necessities, he didn't even have to worry about medical bills, since the air was so fresh and the food was organic.

He felt so energetic and healthy, thinking about it, he never really gotten sick ever since his arrival, nor have he even seen Wang Yan or Wu Ming catch a cold, or have a fever.

Maybe there weren't any viruses in this world, but that was too complicated for him to think about.

Zhang Jian sat on his chair in the backyard, to sunbathe, and clear away the confusing thoughts.

Wang Yan had felt that she wasn't doing enough work, so Zhang Jian decided to take a day off to relax, and allow her to feel useful.

He observed Wang Yan, for a while, but he couldn't comprehend how can someone be so slow, in plowing a small piece of land.

Although Zhang Jian, couldn't see it from a distance, but beads of sweat were already forming at the temples of her head as she focused the flow of her qi in and out of her body while trying to mimic the movements of her master.

Regulating the flow of qi was already a hard process, and unless someone reached an advanced level like Xiao Luo, they wouldn't be able to control the perfect flow, even if they sat motionlessly.

But Wang Yan was trying to apply the new technique, and surprisingly she felt that her muscles were getting stronger with each plow.

Seeing that she still continued persistently, and without complaining, Zhang Jian felt bad about not being able to make her look sturdier so that she can handle such heavy tasks.

Wang Yan ate more meat than him, but she looked skinny, her figure was small and closer to that of a teenager that just started developing.

Zhang Jian was conflicted, how can she not gain weight while keeping up with the eating habits of two grown men?

Maybe she had a fast metabolism because the work she was doing wasn't enough to make her lose weight faster than she could gain it.

Hardships and labor had nothing to do with the body shape since Lin Xi maintained an alluring figure even while fending for herself while living alone in a cave.

With his thoughts on Lin Xi, he drifted off to sleep.