CFSMS -Chapter 80 Night-Blooming Jasmine Skewers — Eat Them and Feel Amazing

The preparation process for the meat dishes was more or less the same.

After cutting everything into appropriately sized pieces, Lu Wu took out a handful of bamboo skewers and started painstakingly assembling them one by one.

At this moment, she suddenly missed her three “tool people.”

Before coming here, she had asked them. Qin Zhan and Jiang Yunhe both had matters to return to their sects for—likely related to the Fireflame Secret Realm.

As for Lou Xiaotian, he felt his strength was a bit lacking, so he went back to raid Lou Batian’s treasure vault and enter seclusion. No one knew when he would come out.

Deprived of her helpers, Lu Wu glanced at Da Huang sitting not far away, and at Huo Huo who occasionally flapped through the air, and felt a pang of sour envy.

Just thinking about spending the next several days skewering endless ingredients made her feel like her arms were about to fall off.

“Ugh… is there any spell that can help with this?”

Thinking of it, Lu Wu immediately searched on the One-Tongue Pass.

The Qingyuan World had all kinds of strange and unusual spells. Some were powerful combat techniques, while others were invented purely for daily convenience.

After searching for a while, she actually found one.

Wind-Cutting Technique.

As the name suggested, it was straightforward and easy to understand.

It drew wind from the air to slice objects. It was a very ordinary spell—so ordinary that for some cultivators, its damage wouldn’t even break defenses.

But Lu Wu didn’t need it to break defenses.

She tried it out. Following the tutorial, she circulated her spiritual energy, and soon, fine wind blades appeared around her.

She guided the wind blades to process the ingredients.

At first, it was slow—the cuts were uneven, and she had to reprocess them manually.

But as she grew more familiar with the technique, her knife skills became so refined that even top-tier chefs would bow in admiration.

Holding up a slice of lean meat, she could see the light shining through it.

Perfect.

“This is what you call talent.”

With the help of the Wind-Cutting Technique, Lu Wu’s efficiency increased dramatically.

She also discovered that the Dust-Cleansing Technique worked on food as well—once cast, dirt and congealed blood stains would vanish.

But out of psychological habit, she still rinsed everything again with clean water.

After all the ingredients were finally prepared, Lu Wu stood up and massaged her waist, sighing deeply.

“Exhausting…”

But it wasn’t over yet.

The key to good skewers wasn’t just high-quality ingredients—it was also the broth.

To cater to different customers, she decided to prepare three types of soup bases: clear broth, spicy, and numbing-spicy.

The clear broth was the simplest.

She planned to use chicken and duck carcasses along with pork and beef bones to simmer a rich stock.

After washing the ingredients, she placed them into a pot, boiled them, and added ginger and wine to remove the smell. Once it boiled, she skimmed off the foam.

Then she transferred everything into a clean large pot.

Garlic, star anise, cinnamon, and fragrant fruit were added to deepen the flavor base.

After boiling again, she controlled the heat to a medium-low simmer—letting time refine the broth into something extraordinary.

She had prepared a large amount of this stock, since it would also be used as the base for the spicy and numbing soup.

Steam rose continuously, and a rich meaty aroma filled the courtyard above.

Huo Huo sat on Da Huang’s head, directing him to run errands. Da Huang, now completely reduced to a subordinate, sniffed the air again and almost started drooling.

A dog’s greed.

So the dog got a solid peck on the head.

“Chirp!”

Hold it in. Don’t embarrass us.

Huo Huo knew this was someone else’s territory. Even if no one was watching, she wouldn’t allow Da Huang to disgrace them.

“Woof!”

Da Huang pouted.

He really was going backward in life.

This tyrant bird hit dogs way too hard.

But thinking of the big bones he’d get to eat later, Da Huang decided this little humiliation didn’t matter.

Sizzle, sizzle.

Hot oil splashed onto green Sichuan peppercorns.

A bowl of richly numbing pepper oil was finished.

The wok was cleaned, then filled with a generous amount of oil.

Fennel seeds, dried peppercorns, star anise, and cinnamon were stir-fried until fragrant. Then dried chilies, scallions, garlic, and ginger slices were added.

Once all the aromas were fully released, Lu Wu added doubanjiang.

Under the right heat, the bean paste released its red oil.

Then it was time for the broth to enter.

She poured in the stock and continued simmering.

The pure bone broth and the intense spicy base intertwined in the pot, forming a deep, glossy red soup.

Even just looking at it made one’s mouth water and appetite surge.

After everything was prepared, Lu Wu finally had time to rest.

That night, estimating the time, she brought her stall and the two beasts out.

Hong’an City was a city that never slept.

The streets were still brightly lit.

The powerful bodies of cultivators gave them endless energy, and many of them moved through the crowds, forming a vibrant worldly painting.

But as Lu Wu walked, she noticed that the closer she got to her stall location, the fewer people she encountered.

When she stepped into Zizai Street, she realized there wasn’t even the sound of birds or insects.

A flood of ghost stories immediately surfaced in her mind.

Fortunately, the lanterns at the entrance of the Heaven and Earth Casino cast flickering light, offering some comfort.

Lu Wu rubbed her arms, steeled herself, and walked toward the stall location.

The casino doors were closed.

Formation runes on the door blocked out any noise inside, making it impossible to tell whether business was good.

If nothing unexpected happened, whether she completed her mission would depend on the casino’s foot traffic.

The four words “Heaven and Earth Casino” were carved on the plaque. After staring at them for a while, Lu Wu felt slightly dizzy.

There… seemed to be a strange power within them, stirring an urge to step inside and gamble.

Her expression changed.

She quickly looked away and silently recited a calming mantra to dispel the strange sensation.

This special mission was not to be underestimated.

Even the stall location itself had traps.

A firm rejecter of “gambling and vice,” Lu Wu glanced at the time and calmly began setting up.

Since skewers had to be cooked on-site, she modified her stall setup.

The stove was deepened.

Below it, glazed flames danced.

The moment the fire rose, the surrounding cold seemed to weaken.

After finishing preparations, she hung up her sign:

“Night-Blooming Jasmine Skewers — Eat Them and Feel Amazing.”

What night-blooming jasmine was, everyone probably knew.

And giving the skewers this name could easily ruin people’s appetite if they misunderstood.

Unfortunately, this was the system’s malicious sense of humor, and she couldn’t change it.

The pricing was not expensive.

Meat skewers: 10 low-grade spirit stones for two sticks.

Vegetable skewers: three sticks for the same price.

With no customers yet, she still heated the soup bases.

The three broths simmered separately.

Compared to the clear and numbing-spicy bases, the chili broth was a deep, glossy red that was visually intoxicating.

As it boiled, the fragrance of spices and bone broth merged—soul-stealing and irresistible.

In front of the stall, all kinds of skewers were neatly arranged.

Tender slices of meat, fresh green vegetables, sweet corn, and various chicken feet, duck feet, and offal—all waiting for the first lucky customer.