Magic Chef Of Ice And Fire

MCIF Chapter 3.3

Chapter 3.3 - A Chef's Cultivation

The use of magic had left his spirit somewhat exhausted. He leaned against a tree and briefly meditated.

The Ice and Snow Goddess's stone is truly worthy of being called the highest quality ice gem. After one short hour, it had helped him recover his small amount of magic power. Yesterday's meditation and today's recovery caused his magic to have a slight improvement.

Zha Ji had just finished making lunch a moment ago and stood in front of the wooden room moving his stiff body. He was baffled. Why would Nian Bing take such a long time to come back? Could it be he could actually use that axe to chop wood? That's impossible. When he had Nian Bing take the axe, he had only wanted to see how long it would take for Nian Bing to come back. He had wanted to confirm how long Nian Bing would ponder about how to chop wood. For the longer he pondered, the more thoughtful he was, and also the greater understanding of dishes he would have as a chef. This was a simple test that Zha Ji gave Nian Bing, but it had already been two hours. The sun had long since reached the center of the sky. This caused Zha Ji to feel somewhat worried.

Just as Zha Ji was about to go out and look for Nian Bing, a crisp voice sounded out, "Master, I'm back. Look, is this enough firewood?"

Nian Bing came back from the Peach Blossom Forest with his Brow beaded with sweat. He dragged back seven or eight peach branches that were tied to his large axe with a vine. The weight was clearly no small burden for him. He appeared to lack breath as he spoke.

"You actually chopped firewood? Could it be that you can actually lift that axe?" Zha Ji said, surprised.

With his small face red, Nian Bing said, "No, I used magic. That is how I chopped these. However my magic relatively weak. After I finished chopping wood, I needed to recover my magic power. Then when I next looked at the sky, it was already noon. That's why I've returned for now. In the afternoon, I'll go get more."

Zha Ji's heart stirred, "You used what magic? You can use fire magic to chop wood? You don't want to burn this place down, right?"

"Of course I didn't. I used Ice Blade to chop it down, look! Ice Elements, I request of you, condense into a large, sharp blade, and chop through the world's bindings and chains!" With a flash of light, a transparent blade of ice appeared before him.

"You know two types of magic!?" Zha Ji's eyes had nearly shot out light. He wasn't a mage. Naturally, he didn't know that ice magic and fire magic were unable to be cultivated together. He could only think about how lucky he was to pick up such a treasure. "Ice. Very good. You can also use ice in dishes. It seems that I'm going to have to change the way I teach you. If you can put both fire and ice to use, then the dishes you put out will..... Alright, let's go. We'll go eat first."

The meal could not be considered lavish; it only consisted of two dishes and ordinary rice. However these dishes were made from Zha Ji's hands, how could they possibly be lacking? To Nian Bing, this meal tasted even more luscious. In all of his years he had been wandering around the continent with his father, this was the first time he had eaten so steadily. He satisfied his stomach, causing his small face to appear flushed.

"How was it? What do you feel?" Seeing Nian Bing finish eating, Zha Ji hastily asked.

"Delicious, it was truly delicious," Nian Bing said from the bottom of his heart.

Zha Ji looked at him, dumbstruck, "This again?"

"Wa, I had forgotten. It might be because I had just used magic to chop firewood; my mental strength was exhausted. Master, at night I will definitely remember."