March passes by, summer goes... It's still summer!

Because there are only two seasons of "Yellow Sand Realm" - summer and winter.

Spring and autumn in this world are very short and can be ignored.

When Lei Wen first arrived in Shachen County, it was early June, and it was early September and the weather was still hot.

In the words of Zhou Jun, the chief of the Taoist court and a high-level qi training cultivator of the "Wanjian Sect", this world has extremely severe desertification, with earth spirits and fire spirits strong, while water spirits and wood spirits are exhausted, and the five qi of heaven and earth are unbalanced, resulting in abnormal seasons.

Lei Wen did not agree at first, after all, everyone on earth knew that the desert sunshine was strong, the precipitation was low, and the vegetation was lacking. It was unreasonable to have a low temperature.

However, the first night in Shachen County subverted his perception.

According to common sense, since sand is lower than heat, the desert heats up quickly during the day and cools down quickly at night, the temperature difference between day and night should be extremely large.

But the average night temperature here is more than 15 degrees!

Lei Wen only thought of one possibility, namely, the earth spirit, and the fire spirit energy have the function of "storing heat", absorbing heat during the day, expelling heat at night, objectively lowering the day temperature and increasing the night temperature.

"... Xianxia, ​​indeed unscientific!"

He sighed like this.

In addition to the head of Zhou Jun, the other three cultivators in the Taoist temple were "Spiritual Beast Sect", "Tiangong Pavilion", and "Xianji Pavilion", and Bian Han. The three of them all had the intermediate level of Qi training.

In addition, Lei Wen, the "Shennong Sect" has one person from each of the three sects and two pavilions, forming the core force of the Taoist court.

Whether it is a big world or a small world, most monks in the Taoist temples are between 10 and 15. In some densely populated counties, the number of monks is even as high as more than 20, with a maximum of 30.

There are only 5 kittens and dogs in Shachen County Courtyard, which is really pitiful.

"Fellow Daoist Lei!"

A crisp sound interrupted Lei Wen's work of serving the spiritual medicine "Yan Xingzi".

He turned his head and looked out of the little medicine garden. A pretty face with a smile immediately came into his eyes.

Judging by the earth's standards, this woman's appearance can definitely be scored 8 points. If she dressed up carefully, it would not be an exaggeration to score 9 points.

But in the world of immortal cultivation, it can only be considered a medium-sized appearance. After all, female monks are all proficient in the art of maintaining beauty. Fairies are walking all over the ground, and beauties are not as good as dogs.

The person is Feng Ying, the "Spirit Beast Sect", who is the only female monk in the Taoist cemetery. He arrived at the Taoist cemetery last year, and his age is unknown.

Lei Wen also knew that after Ying was promoted to the middle level of Qi training, she had the opportunity to go to other small worlds, but as an indigenous person of the "Yellow Sand Realm", she eventually returned to her hometown where she was born and raised.

"Fellow Daoist!" Lei Wen smiled and bowed, "What's the point of seeing the teaching?"

Feng Ying made a request without any pretentiousness, "I heard that you cooked a delicacy yesterday called 'Pancake Fruit'. Can you demonstrate it to me?"

Lei Wen couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Yesterday, when he taught the basic knowledge of pharmacology and medicinal properties of "Daomiao", in order to encourage his enthusiasm for learning, he specifically proposed that each person would be rewarded with a pancake fruit in the top 5 after-class assessment.

This unique "prize-based assessment" has a surprisingly good effect. The little guys are so excited that they scream, and they concentrate when listening to the class without blinking.

"There is the greatest pleasure!" Lei Wen couldn't refuse and bowed to answer.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Lei!" Feng Ying showed a hint of joy, turned her head and looked to the right, "Your 'pancake fruit' is here!"

The cheers of the children immediately rang out.

Lei Wen smiled slightly, returned to the living stone room, took out the utensils and raw materials: a cast iron plate, a few flame stones, a few seasonings, a basket of red bird eggs, and a pot of dough.

In fact, this is just a concealment. All the above items are stored in the stone house of "Square Cun Lingtai Bead".

This stone house has the magic of "time static". What does the item look like when it is put in? It is still the same as it is when it is taken out. When the dough is taken out, it actually has a hint of warmth.

"call!"

A magic power was input into the flame stone, and the surface of the red stone instantly rose, baking the cast iron plate.

Flame stone is a specialty of the "Yellow Sand Realm". It is the product of the earth spirit and the fire spirit energy that lasts for a long time soaks in the rock and condenses, and its effect is equivalent to coal.

"Bang!"

A ball of batter was thrown on a hot cast iron plate, and one hand was applied across the air. The batter became the most standard round cake. The aroma of the pasta instantly spread, making a group of radishes saliva.

"The Art of Control!" Feng Ying murmured to herself, her face strange.

Using the [Original Technique] of the magic weapon to cook, this is much beyond the imagination of this female monk.

"Fellow Taoist eyes!" Lei Wen praised.

He picked up another red bird egg and touched it lightly. The egg liquid fell accurately in the center of the round cake, and the movements were flowing and pleasing to the eye.

The monk's powerful control over his limbs made his every move extremely accurate. If he wanted to knock out a half-inch crack, it would never turn into 3/4 inch.

If he returns to Earth at this moment and cooks pancakes on the street, he will definitely become the king of pancakes.

Lei Wen sprinkled the seasonings, put a few green vegetable leaves, gently waved his right hand, and the pancakes were automatically rolled up under the control of [Yuwu Jue].

Then he smiled and gestured: "Fellow Daoist, please!"

Feng Ying took the pancake fruit, took a bite, and couldn't help but praise: "It's really delicious! Fellow Daoist Lei's ingenuity is really admirable!"

Lei Wen smiled and said, "It's just a small path, not worth mentioning!"

Although monks rarely greedy for their stomachs, the things in front of them were so delicious that Feng Ying could not control them for a moment and wiped them out by a few large mouthfuls.

When she saw a group of "Daomiao" around her who was about to be crying with greed, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "Fellow Daoist Lei, you're laughing!"

"It's okay!" Lei Wen smiled and shook his head.

Although there are spiritual energy and immortals in this world, the level of productivity is only agricultural civilization, and there is a shortage of materials, which is far inferior to industrial civilization. Any time traveler who comes here will show off his little skills and can easily surprise everyone.

"Thank you for your advice from fellow Daoist Lei!" Feng Yingqiang suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and began to ask detailed questions, such as how to make dough powder, etc.

After figuring out everything, she borrowed a complete set of cooking utensils to successfully make the first pancake fruit.

The monk has extremely strong learning ability, and she "copyed" Lei Wen's movements almost from beginning to end.

Then, the female monk smiled and announced something to the "Dao Miao": "I will make 10-point pancake fruits, 5 of which will be rewarded to the top 5 in today's assessment, and the other 5 will be shared by others!"

The children suddenly exploded, and their faces were broken with a smile.

"Thank you, Xiansheng!"

"Immortal is so good!"

Lei Wen commented on Ying: This is a kind-hearted female monk who likes children and is willing to do his best to give back to his hometown!

However, amid the laughter and joy, a sarcastic voice suddenly sounded:

"Hmph, what kind of pancakes do if a monk doesn't practice well, and he doesn't do his job, is extremely ridiculous!"

Lei Wen turned his head and looked at a young monk with a fair face and a handsome appearance.

Bian Han, a monk in the "Immortal Ji Pavilion"!
Chapter completed!