Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space
Chapter 663 - 657: Space Alchemy

Chapter 663: Chapter 657: Space Alchemy

After starting the fire, Qin Xue began to wash the rice and set it to cook before entering her magic space to grab some lobsters and crabs. When she was making spicy lobsters for the troops, the soldiers immediately fell in love with them.

So she told the head of the canteen how to make the dish so he could use the lobsters and crabs Cui Da brought in the future. In this way, Qin Xue would not disappoint Cui Da, the canteen could add an extra meal, and everyone would win. Qin Xue always liked such arrangements.

Once Qin Xue had finished making the meal, she served one portion to Xue Ling and kept one for herself.

“Xue Ling, come eat! I made your favorite,” Qin Xue called for Xue Ling.

“It smells amazing, spicy lobster, my favorite meal! Thank you, master,” Xue Ling said as he left the magic space, met with the familiar aroma. There’s no doubt, food is king.

Xue Ling saw two portions of food on the table and without any hesitation, sat down on one of the spots.

“Come on, master, I’m starting to eat,” said Xue Ling, as he reached over and grabbed a lobster with his hands.

“Use chopsticks, and if you grab with your hands next time, you won’t get any food. Do you hear me?” Qin Xue, who had just brought out the dishes, reprimanded Xue Ling after witnessing his conduct.

If Xue Ling continued to behave like this, what would happen if her two little darling sons began to emulate him? It’s always best to nip bad behavior in the bud.

“Yes, master, I understand,” said Xue Ling as he took a bowl of rice from Qin Xue.

“Even though you’re a creature, you’ve taken a physical form now. I’ll replace an excuse for you to stay close to me, so you should get used to human lifestyle. However, if you prefer to stay in the magic space, that’s okay.” Qin Xue sat across from Xue Ling and spoke.

“Mm mm, master, I can do it, being in the magic space is too boring. How about you let the little master play with me in the magic space every day?” Xue Ling suggested hopefully as he looked at Qin Xue.

“Does that sound realistic to you?” Qin Xue asked instead of answering right away.

“Alright, very unrealistic,” Xue Ling replied, aware of the unlikelihood yet still hoping against hope.

“Let’s eat. When their father is not home, I will let them enter the magic space. Once they’re older, I won’t take them there anymore,” Qin Xue answered while devouring a lobster.

“That sounds good, then I can look after them, and you can concentrate on your own activities,” Xue Ling replied. He was planning to teach them martial arts, but they were still too young.

They would need to take it slow. Patience is essential, and he could start by teaching them basic sequences. He really was quite clever, he thought to himself.

“Yeah, as long as it’s only us, you can do whatever you want. But if others are around, you must adhere to social norms. Understand?” Qin Xue said before tearing into another lobster, savoring every bite.

Xue Ling nodded, lost in the pleasure of eating and thus sparing no more time for conversation.

By the time master and servant were done eating, the table was littered with empty shells, while the plates were empty.

“Ah, I’m so full,” Qin Xue said as she patted her bulging belly.

“I ate too much too.” Xue Ling said, looking at the pile of shells, which was even larger than Qin Xue’s.

“Oh my gosh, if I eat like this every day, I’ll be as fat as a pig in no time,” Qin Xue mused, promising herself to do better next time.

“You wouldn’t, your body type can handle it,” Xue Ling said, admiring Qin Xue’s impressive figure. Few people could bounce back to their pre-pregnancy weight in just over a month, no one but Qin Xue.

But her figure was impressive, with all the right curves. One look at her would make any man’s nose start bleeding, he thought.

He wondered how her husband, Chu Molin, was coping with her allure. He hoped Molin wasn’t the lecherous sort.

Since Qin Xue sometimes kept her thoughts to herself, Xue Ling often didn’t know anything about her and Molin’s private matters.

Otherwise, he would know if Chu Molin could resist the temptation. At that point, he might just fall to the floor and cry out to the heavens in disbelief.