The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 117: Spicy Hot Pot

Seeing Rhys Blackwood nod, she felt overjoyed and said bluntly, "Then you first set up the stone pot, then go nearby to find some dry firewood. And, go hunt some game, you can’t have hotpot without meat. I’ll look for some fresh ingredients nearby."

What she brought were all dried goods and various seasonings.

There were no fresh ingredients in the cave.

Even if there were, she had been away from the tribe for so long that they had all rotted.

If you want to have hotpot now, naturally you have to find them again.

"Okay!"

Rhys responded and disappeared into the night in a flash.

She quickly opened the system map and began to search for ingredients suitable for hotpot.

With the help of a handy tool, she easily found many edible ingredients.

She often came to the back mountain before, but never noticed, as if she was blind.

First, she discovered several bright red wild fruits in a bush, looking like tomatoes but smaller than those from the post-apocalyptic era.

She picked a few, smelled them, and the fruity aroma was strong, indicating they should be edible.

Near the water source, she found a large patch of wild mushrooms and wood ear mushrooms.

Wild cilantro, wild leeks, napa cabbage, and white radishes were even more common.

She even found several spices, ginger, garlic, scallions, star anise, cinnamon...

Most of these spices she already had, so she wasn’t in a hurry to pick them, only picking those she didn’t have.

She effortlessly dug up a few fresh bamboo shoots, peeled and sliced them, which were also great for hotpot.

"Hey? Is this Sichuan pepper?"

Her eyes lit up, and she quickly ran over. By the moonlight, two waist-high plants were covered with red Sichuan peppers, all matured and exuding a unique aroma.

"It’s really Sichuan pepper, my goodness, tonight’s hotpot is going to make Rhys Blackwood drool, hahaha..."

Luna Sutton laughed heartily and unceremoniously stripped them all off by hand.

Chilies and Sichuan peppers are the soul of hotpot, missing either would feel incomplete.

Sichuan peppers need to be dried before use, but there wasn’t time to dry them now, so throwing them directly into the pot to cook would be fine, it wouldn’t kill anyone.

Seeing she had almost enough, she happily carried a large pile of ingredients back to the original spot.

On the way back, she didn’t forget to find a place with water to wash the ingredients clean, feeling delighted as she hummed off-key tunes.

As she was humming and walking back, she suddenly heard rustling noises.

Looking up, she saw Rhys dragging a plump wild mountain goat back. That goat was taller than her, its fur shiny, obviously a big catch.

"This goat is quite plump!"

Luna fixated on the now-dead goat, mentally calculating slices of lamb, lamb ribs, lamb offal... The hotpot ingredients were all set now!

Rhys glanced at her indifferently, "Is it enough?"

"More than enough, absolutely enough!"

She nodded with a smile, thinking this man was cold but worked efficiently.

Moreover, he was obedient, never making excuses or dragging his feet when asked to do something.

Unlike Corbin Crowley, that doggish man, who acted like a lord and would first argue before doing anything of his own accord.

The two of them divided the tasks, with Rhys responsible for handling the wild goat.

Luna Sutton busied herself preparing the hotpot base ingredients.

She tossed Sichuan pepper, chilies, star anise, cinnamon, and other spices into the stone pot, and added a bit of wild leek and wild cilantro for flavor, releasing an enticing aroma.

Rhys wrinkled his nose, apparently irritated by the unfamiliar smell, "What’s that smell?"

She paused, looking at Rhys. With a smile, she explained, "This is spicy hotpot, I guarantee you won’t be able to stop once you start!"

Rhys looked at her half-believingly, without saying more, just silently speeding up his movements.

Soon, the wild goat was cleaned, and the meat was cut into thin slices.

Luna Sutton arranged the prepared vegetables, mushrooms, wood ears, radish slices, and bamboo shoots neatly.

There was also a large plate of shrimp, which she had caught while rinsing the vegetables in the water.

She didn’t catch any fish, as filleting and deboning was too much hassle, and she was too lazy to do it.

With all the ingredients ready, the hotpot feast officially began.

She picked up a slice of lamb, swirled it in the boiling soup base.

Then dipped it into some homemade sauce. The taste was spicy, tangy, and fresh, absolutely exhilarating.

Rhys Blackwood looked at the bubbling, steaming hotpot in front of him, his eyebrows knitted so tightly they could tie a knot.

A variety of ingredients were mixed together.

He was shocked to find floating inside the Red Poison Fruit, spicy and pungent as it was. Could this thing really be eaten?

Completely hesitant to move his chopsticks, he just stared at the hotpot in front of him without speaking.

Seeing Rhys Blackwood’s conflicted and doubtful expression, Luna Sutton was almost dying of laughter inside, yet maintained a serious face: "Rhys, don’t just look. Hurry up and try it; it’s really delicious. I guarantee you’ll want more after the first bite."

Saying that, she picked up a chopstick full of cooked lamb, dipped it in the sauce, and brought it to his mouth: "Come on, open wide, ah~"

Rhys Blackwood’s mouth twitched, why did this feel like feeding a cub?

Shaking off such a bizarre thought from his mind, he instinctively wanted to refuse.

But seeing her expectant eyes and the wafting aroma, he ultimately opened his mouth and ate it.

Having never eaten spicy food before, as soon as it entered his mouth, the spicy and numbing sensation made his eyebrows furrow tightly.

His throat felt like it was on fire, and he couldn’t help but cough a few times.

"Cough, cough... Aside from the Red Poison Fruit, what else did you add? Why is it so spicy and pungent?"

Rhys Blackwood coughed several more times, his face turning red.

Luna Sutton was nearly in stitches inside, yet maintained an innocent expression, "Oops, is it too spicy? How about I pour you some juice to alleviate it?"

At this moment, Rhys Blackwood only felt his mouth burning as if on fire, unbearably uncomfortable, and looked at her with a questioning gaze: "Are you sure this stuff is edible?"

"Of course it is, and it’s very tasty."

She nodded with laughter suppressed, "It’s just your first time trying spicy food, so you might not be used to it. Some juice will help."

Saying that, she quickly poured a glass of juice and handed it over.

Rhys Blackwood took the juice and gulped it down in one go, the coolness of the juice swiftly easing the burn in his mouth.

Although it wasn’t as spicy anymore, he still eyed the hotpot warily.

Luna Sutton pretended not to see his wary gaze and took the opportunity to offer him another chopstick full of lamb, smiling like a cunning little fox: "Come on, try it again, I guarantee you’ll fall in love with the taste."

Rhys Blackwood glared at her but opened his mouth to eat it.

This time, prepared mentally, even though it was still spicy, the spicy numb aroma spread in his mouth, and there was an unexpected sense of satisfaction.

"How is it? Not bad, right?"

She blinked, looking hopeful.

Rhys Blackwood nodded slightly; although he didn’t say it, his eyes had given his agreement.

He picked up the chopsticks and began cooking the meat himself, although his actions were clumsy, he was quickly won over by the hotpot’s charm.

Luna Sutton watched, and conveniently picked up more pieces of meat for him while casually pretending to ask, "Rhys, this hotpot was specially prepared to celebrate your breakthrough to level six."

Rhys Blackwood looked up at her, responding with a bland "Hmm," before continuing to focus on the hotpot.

Finding it indeed delicious, he couldn’t stop. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

It was just too spicy.

Luna Sutton’s mouth twitched; this man was really stone-cold.

However, she didn’t get disheartened and continued to smile sweetly, "Rhys, how do you find the hotpot? If you like it, I’ll make it for you often."

This time, Rhys Blackwood finally paused his chopsticks, looked at her intently, "Tell me, what’s your intention?"

Her face stiffened, mind saying: Could he be any more perceptive? I can’t possibly say I want to sleep with you tonight, can I?

She gave an awkward smile, trying to gloss over it: "What intention could I have, just want to celebrate for you."

Rhys Blackwood coldly glanced at her, clearly not believing her nonsense.

He put down the chopsticks, stopped eating, and leisurely watched her.

As if saying, "Keep making stuff up."

Luna Sutton knew she couldn’t bluff her way out, so steeled herself: "Well... actually, I have a tiny request."

She rubbed her hands, looking a bit embarrassed as she lowered her head, "You see, tonight’s moonlight is so beautiful, and the hotpot is so fragrant, shouldn’t we do something fitting for the occasion?"

Rhys Blackwood raised an eyebrow, seemingly interested, "Like?"

"Like..."

She looked up, with a determined expression, "We could enjoy the moonlight together, and... and complete some tasks that partners should do."

After saying that, her face turned crimson, her voice growing softer until it was almost inaudible.