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The meals prepared by the Han family were even more lavish than those of the Wen family, as modern ingredients and seasonings far surpassed those of ancient times. With such a variety of ingredients at her disposal, Hanno naturally wanted to showcase her culinary skills, preparing a table full of dishes reminiscent of the Manchu Han Imperial Feast. While it was impossible to create all one hundred and eight dishes, making a dozen or so unique and delicious ones was quite manageable. Some of the standout dishes included Eight Treasure Rabbit Dices, Stir-Fried Squid Shreds, Spicy Pigeon, Dried Sea Cucumber, Flower Mushroom Duck Palm, Colorful Beef Strips, Mountain Delicacy Thorned Dragon Bud, Lotus Seed Tofu, Straw Mushroom and Broccoli, Ginger Sauce Fish Fillet, Crispy Suckling Pig, Red Oil Duck, Salt-Baked Chicken... She even made Turnip Cake and Apple Tart for dessert. Most impressively, she had prepared Buddha Jumps Over the Wall—a genuine version—using ingredients sourced from ancient times. The wine jar was an old vessel that Elder Brother Li had purchased from a wine shop where it had aged for thirty years. The aroma wafting from it was so enticing that when the lid was lifted, it filled the air for miles around, leaving everyone in the vicinity salivating and wondering which household could produce such a fragrant New Year's feast. They speculated whether the chef was a five-star hotel master.
“Mom and Dad, this is your New Year gift,” Hanno said as she set down her chopsticks and handed two boxes to Han Dad and Mom Han.
“Oh? Isn’t it supposed to be the other way around? We should be giving you red envelopes,” Mom Han replied, though the surprise on her face was evident to anyone watching.
“I’m grown up now; I shouldn’t be receiving red envelopes anymore. It’s time for me to show my respect to you,” Hanno said to Han Dad and Mom Han. “Open them up and see if you like them.”
Mom Han immediately opened her box to find a Jade Hairpin Wrapped in Gold Threads inside. The white Yuying shimmered beautifully; it was made from the finest Sheep Fat White Jade, and the gold pin was adorned with gemstones that sparkled magnificently. Mom Han gasped and asked, “Nono, is this real or fake?”
“Of course it’s real!” Hanno replied. “How could I possibly buy you something fake?”
Mom Han swallowed hard. “This must not be cheap.”
Just the gemstones on the hairpin were each about the size of a thumb—if sold, they would fetch at least a million each! And that Sheep Fat White Jade looked incredibly high-end!
Hanno smiled. “Your daughter is now wealthy; you can rest assured about wearing it. Even if you lose it, I can sell something else to get you another one.”
“You spoiled girl,” Mom Han said playfully, though she felt very happy inside and truly appreciated this bridal gift from her daughter. “Old Han, hurry up and open your box to see what our daughter got you!”
Han Dad quickly opened his box to reveal an ancient book.
“An ancient text? This must not be cheap either,” he remarked with a smile.
“Nope, very affordable. The paper and binding cost less than thirty Wen Qian,” Hanno replied.
“Take a look inside.”
Hanno’s eyes sparkled with curiosity; since her daughter insisted on him checking it out, the book must hold some significance.
Han Dad opened to the first page and saw several strange phrases written there along with an illustration of human acupuncture points marked with green lines and arrows. At the bottom of the illustration were eight large characters: “Quietude without action, spirit wandering in the void; no form to grasp, no trace to seek.”
"Don't tell me this is a Martial Arts Manual," Han Dad said, looking puzzled.
Hanno clapped his hands together. "As expected of you, Dad. You figured it out right away."
Han Dad chuckled. "Alright, I'll accept this gift."
Although there was a playful element to it, it was still a gift from his daughter, and it looked like an antique, so he decided to keep it well.
Hanno knew what Han Dad was thinking and quickly added, "Dad, while this isn't really a Martial Arts Manual (not at all), if you follow the breathing techniques outlined in it and circulate the energy within your body, it can strengthen your health and delay aging."
Hanno had tried it herself. Ever since she attained Foundation Establishment Period strength, the restrictions on personal martial prowess in this world had loosened a bit, allowing ordinary people to cultivate Inner Power. Of course, Hanno didn't teach Brat how to practice yet; she thought it would be better to wait until the child understood things better in a few years. As for Han Dad, he had learned acupuncture through martial arts training and was quite familiar with the body's acupoints. Hanno wasn't worried about him getting too absorbed in practice. Moreover, since Han Dad didn't believe in the existence of Inner Power, he would be more relaxed during his training, which aligned perfectly with the state of non-action required for cultivating Wuxiang Gong.
"Can it really delay aging?" Mom Han's interest was piqued at those words. Not just her; every woman would find the temptation of "delaying aging" hard to resist. "Nono, can I practice alongside your dad?"
"Of course!" Hanno nodded eagerly. If Mom Han could cultivate Inner Power through Wuxiang Gong, that would be fantastic! This Inner Power could genuinely delay aging and promote longevity—just look at Li Qiushui as a prime example.
"Make sure Dad teaches you!"
After enjoying their New Year's Eve dinner, night had fallen. Han Dad and Mom Han settled down on the couch to watch the Spring Festival Gala while Hanno tidied up the kitchen. She took the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall that she had specially prepared for her husband back to their room. The Porcelain Jar now sat in her bedroom; since there wasn't much to transport these days, Hanno moved it back to her room and spent every evening video chatting with Elder Brother Li.
"Happy New Year, dear!"
"Happy New Year!" Elder Brother Li exclaimed upon seeing the soup bowl in Hanno's hands, his face lighting up with excitement. "That must be your homemade Buddha Jumps Over the Wall! It looks delicious."
Hanno squinted her eyes and smiled. "I'll send it over to you; hurry up and eat."
"Can you really send it?" Elder Brother Li asked with concern.
Hanno placed the soup bowl into the Porcelain Jar, and in the next moment, the bowl appeared right in front of Elder Brother Li.
"After midnight, the Porcelain Jar will no longer connect to other worlds. That means on the first day of the month, we can only meet and chat; we can't use the time-space portal," Hanno said.
"It's just the first day; it will pass quickly," Elder Brother Li replied cheerfully.
"Yeah. I came over even before there was a time-space portal," Hanno acknowledged. "What should we leave for people in other worlds?"
Elder Brother Li thought for a moment and suggested, "How about money and food? Those two are the safest options."
Hanno made a face. "Let's skip the money; modern gold is quite valuable. I don't want to throw away hundreds of thousands for nothing. My philosophy is to exchange the least cost for the greatest benefit."
"So—" Elder Brother Li asked with a smile.
Hanno held up a lighter in front of him. "Lighters must cost hundreds of taels of silver over there, right?"
Elder Brother Li laughed. "Indeed, that's quite the bargain!"
Hanno stuck out his tongue at Elder Brother Li and said, "Hurry up and eat the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall before it gets cold and loses its taste."
Elder Brother Li immediately opened the lid, and an enticing aroma rushed into his nose. He took a deep breath. "It smells so good! I haven't had your homemade Buddha Jumps Over the Wall in ages."
"Come on, I only made it for you once before we left that world," Hanno rolled his eyes.
Elder Brother Li chuckled softly, lowered his head to sip some soup, and began to savor the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
Hanno quietly watched Elder Brother Li enjoy the food he had made, a smile playing on his lips. Both of their faces reflected satisfaction and happiness.
"Wei Feng, my mom still hopes I can get married next year," Hanno said. "By this time next year, will you be able to come back from that world and meet my parents?"
Elder Brother Li set down his soup bowl and replied earnestly, "I definitely will!"
Hanno felt a surge of confidence upon hearing those words, nodding in agreement, "Mm!"
After closing the door to the room, Hanno sat on the bed, chatting happily with Elder Brother Li. The Porcelain Jar had upgraded and no longer had limitations on energy use; they could video chat for as long as they wanted. They talked freely, sometimes about things they themselves didn’t even understand. When they weren’t talking, they would simply look at each other through the Porcelain Jar, sharing a silent yet warm connection, their thoughts intertwined without words…
“Ten, nine, eight, seven…” Hanno counted down lightly, “...three, two, one.”
“Happy New Year, my love!”
“Happy New Year, my dear!”
They exchanged smiles before ending the video chat. It was quiet on Elder Brother Li’s side; everyone had already fallen asleep. Meanwhile, it was the loudest time in the modern world—the sounds of electronic firecrackers, cheers from young people, and songs blaring from various televisions were exceptionally clear to Hanno’s ears, sharpened by her cultivation. She could even hear someone sneaking off firecrackers and the sounds of fireworks being set off at Feng Yi Mountain Park…
It was too noisy; it was impossible to sleep!
Hanno decided to get out of bed and brought the dumplings she had bought from the market into her bedroom—specifically purchased to feed the trash can. Naturally, she would make her own dumplings. With her excellent cooking skills, the dumplings she made were countless times better than those sold outside. After unpacking, Hanno poured all three bags of dumplings into the Porcelain Jar, tossed in a bag of Sweet Potatoes, and then a few Martial Arts Manuals. Aside from the Northern Darkness Divine Skill, the other manuals were ones she had seen in Luminous Jade Cave. While they couldn’t compare to Northern Darkness Divine Skill or Nine Yin Manual, they were still high-quality texts—one Inner Power technique, one fist technique, one whip technique, and two sword techniques. As these items jostled at the bottom of the Porcelain Jar, Hanno clearly saw five-colored light emanating from its base. Accompanied by this light, everything vanished.
………………
In the world of Meteor Butterfly Sword.
A girl around ten years old moved slowly in tattered clothes. She was very hungry; to conserve her strength, she should have stayed still but had to venture out in search of food; otherwise, she would starve to death. The girl wore an expression of indifference that belied her age, her eyes filled with resentment and mockery toward this world. She couldn’t help but feel this way because just a few days ago, her closest family member had abandoned her.
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