## AST 2180 - Wait Till We Have Kids Later

Qing Shui could not help but think about the catastrophe as he thought of his strength. He preferred to have two catastrophes at the same time, so that he could increase his strength twice as fast and become more powerful.

That was how things happened, you would get what you feared and lose what you were looking for.

He still lacked the final Lightning Fruit for the Tribulation Evasion Pill. Many people wanted to avoid the tribulation, especially for those who were in the later stages. After all, no one wanted to endure the dreadful tribulation even if the improvement was great after going through it.

Flower of Life, Nine-Petal Lotus…...

Qing Shui looked at his collections in the Realm of Violet Jade Immortal over these years. Each and every single one of them was invaluable. The vast lands of medicinal herbs held strong cultivation too. Besides, there were plenty of medicinal pills that Qing Shui stored.

Qing Shui saw the long-abandoned Pure Gold Fishing Rod; he had not been fishing for ages. This item was magical. Qing Shui could not explain how did the fishing rod get the best thing out of the water.

The fishing rod was made of magical gold instead of pure gold. It could fish precious living creatures and some still objects underwater, that was its biggest wonder.

The sky was bright when he came out from the Realm of Violet Jade Immortal. Beihuang Fan was already woken up. As Qing Shui got out from the Realm, the lady just returned. After that, Qing Shui headed to the kitchen to make some food.

Beihuang Fan washed up and also came to the kitchen. Since Qing Shui was busy, she watched him preparing the meal from the door.

She had never cooked and did not know how to cook. Qing Shui turned his head and smiled, “Come and try.”

Beihuang Fan tasted Qing Shui's dishes before, and she thought that they were the best. Qing Shui was good at controlling the fire. For example, he would never ruin the freshness of seafood regardless of the way of cooking. Using the great herbs, the dish was always scrumptious.

“I have never done it!” Beihuang Fan sounded embarrassed.

In the Main Continent, men rarely cook. Even the ordinary men seldom cook. It was a common saying that only useless men would enter the kitchen, but this was a long-lost male chauvinism. There were a lot of male chefs in the Main Continent, and it was not embarrassing.

Yet, there were extremely few people who were good in culinary when they achieved the same level of strength as Qing Shui.

“Come, no worries. I guarantee that your cooking won't be any less delicious than mine,” Qing Qing smiled.

Then, he taught Beihuang Fan how to cut the vegetables and slice them. Although she was good at handling the sword, she had no idea how to deal with this since she had never seen it. Qing Shui showed her once and guided her by holding her hands.

With Beihuang Fan’s brilliance, it was easy to make a dish. The cutting and slicing skills were nothing to her. Soon, Beihuang Fan managed to pick up the skills.

Next, she learned the steps in cooking, like the time to pour the oil and seasoning.

Qing Shui guided Beihuang Fan, and they made nearly a tableful of dishes soon. It was very appetizing only by smelling them.

They served the dishes and a pot of soup. Beihuang Fan ate happily; there were a few dishes entirely made by herself. The dishes appeared and tasted great; thus, she was extremely delighted.

She knew the herbs played a major role, or else, others could have done something as tasty as this. The greatest secret of a chef was the recipes and the herbs. These were the chef own possessions; the culinary skills would be negligible once they were produced by someone else.

Qing Shui made Beihuang Fan cook to allow her to enjoy her life better.

“These seasonings are sufficient for thirty years. Keep them and make some food when you are bored,” Qing Shui took an Interspatial Silk Sachet and gave it to her after the meal.

“I don't want to. I would lose the taste of the most delicious food if I were to eat it daily,” Beihuang Fan replied.

Previously, she made mainly vegetarian dishes and some seafood. Beihuang Fan was not a vegetarian, but she rarely consumed meat.

“Take it. When we have kids later, make them some food. Do you think the little fellas will like it?” Qing Shui asked with a smile.

Beihuang Fan blushed, this bastard kept making a fool of her. This time, she was flustered. She did not hate it but she was a little anxious, not knowing what to do.

She never thought about this and never imagined that she would have kids. Out of a sudden, Qing Shui mentioned it and that led her to think whether they would really be together and have kids eventually.

With that thought, Beihuang Fan watched Qing Shui with a strange look.

Qing Shui was frightened by this weird look and said hastily, “Don't be mad, I was kidding.”

“We might have kids in the future,” Beihuang Fan kept the Interspatial Silk Sachet while talking.

After a brief thought, she asked while Qing Shui was still in trance, “You already have kids. Tell me, how does it feel to look at your own kids?”

Qing Shui figured it out now, she was thinking about this previously. He warmly smiled, “You will feel extremely close to them. They are like your extension who have your blood running in their body. You will sacrifice everything for them, including your life. You won't feel lonely even when you're at an unknown place alone because you have them...”

Beihuang Fan smiled, “Could I be a mother in my entire life…”

She sounded like she was talking to herself. It was as if she were longing for that kind of life.

“You have to have kids with the man you love; then, your kids would be healthy and beautiful. They are the products of love and the bridge between a man and a woman. They can connect a couple into becoming the most intimate family.” Qing Shui smiled while replying.

“I'm still young anyway, no rush. Wait until I find a suitable one,” Beihuang Fan threw her worries away and smiled at Qing Shui.

“Miss Fan, you have to consider me first,” Qing Shui smirked.

“Tell me how many women do you have now,” Beihuang Fan said.

Qing Shui kept quiet.

“I'll not ask, don't feel bad,” Beihuang Fan said gently as if she were comforting him.

“I don't feel bad, I'm counting,” Qing Shui said in embarrassment.

“It's true that a man loves every woman he meets. What a bad thing,” Beihuang Fan said seriously.

“I have to explain about this. A man is only great if women like him. The majority's taste would be the best. If there is nobody who likes this man, he must have something wrong,” Qing Shui explained seriously.

“Although it is a false principle, it really sounds like it is true,” Beihuang Fan smiled.

She definitely knew and thought of that before. Currently, it was impossible that an excellent man had no woman. Hence, she would not mind about it. Otherwise, she would have excluded most of the men.

“It is absolutely true. Yet, I'm curious, it should apply to women too. I wonder how does it work for you? Perhaps, it is the God of destiny who gave you to me, right?” Qing Shui

“Nonsense.”