I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Chapter 283 Auspiciousness Ends, Blessings Abound (Bonus Chapter: New Year Special)

"Jiang He, how did you find this thing? It's really amazing."

Zhong Liyu and Li Ling each held a handful of sunflower seeds and cracked them open.

Jiang He looked down at the various gossips on her personal computer. Years of experience had made her instinctive to pop a sunflower seed into her mouth and shell it out the instant it was in her mouth.

"I discovered it by chance. By the way, why hasn't He Bi arrived yet? Bai Zhizhou, did you notify him?"

"said."

Bai Zhizhou looked at the melon seeds in his hand, adjusted his glasses, and expressionlessly picked one up.

Long Aotian was wiping his beloved sword when he was woken up by the voice in his head before five o'clock on the first day of the new year.

Although Heng Yixing was in the form of an old man, he was full of energy and had a loud voice. He woke up Long Aotian with just one shout:

"It's already the New Year, why aren't you cultivating? Look at you lot, you're really wasting your time on frivolous things! By the way, what are those melon seeds? Are they a new kind of spiritual food?"

Long Aotian ignored Heng Yixing's rambling.

This year, Jiang He invited a lot of people for the Spring Festival. Long Aotian glanced at the silver-haired man who was busy running around and found it quite unusual.

Pei Ci, his silver hair tied up low, bent down and brought out a pot. The steaming pot was divided into two sections; it was a yin-yang pot that Jiang He had specially prepared.

Jiang He put down the melon seeds. As expected of a pot of broth that had been simmering for a long time, the air was already filled with a rich aroma.

How can we celebrate the New Year without hot pot?

The hot pot has a spicy broth on one end and a tomato broth on the other.

The dishes are being served one after another, so why be late?

"Friends, it's been so long! I've missed you all so much."

"Oh, right, Jiang He, I ran into a bunch of people downstairs in your apartment complex. They all said they were your friends, so I brought them up with me." He Bi scratched his head, and a striking patch of blond hair peeked out from behind him.

"Hello, hello, this smells so good! Jiang He, you're eating all by yourself without inviting us!"

Hai Chongkong smiled brightly. From the moment He Bi entered, seven people stood neatly behind him.

Hai Chongkong, Zhu Yi, Shangguan Linghu, Helian Fenghua, Helian Xueyue.

These five people were one thing, but Qi Xun and Bei Mingzi also came.

Kita Akiko stroked his beard and grinned:

“Oh dear, my beloved disciple, your senior brothers and sisters are all away, and they didn’t even invite their master to celebrate the New Year.”

Qi Xun, who usually had a stern face, looked a little embarrassed. Bei Mingzi, seeing that he was all alone, casually pulled him over.

From the moment Bei Mingzi appeared, the voice in Long Aotian's mind never stopped:

"How come that old man Wang Jiming is still alive? He even took on such a talented disciple. He must have bragged about it to all the other sects by now. If Old Li knew that Old Wang had outlived him, he would definitely jump out of his grave, hahaha..."

Heng Yi stared intently at Bei Mingzi, as if trying to pierce him into a skeleton.

Jiang He didn't expect this year's New Year to be so lively. Her table was small, so Pei Ci, being wealthy, took out a set of openwork carved tables from his mustard seed bag.

Thirteen people squeezed around a table, enjoying a lively hot pot meal.

Hai Chongkong had never eaten this novel thing before. He picked up a piece of tripe, chewed it, and found it incredibly crisp and refreshing. The next second, however, he stood up, his mouth feeling like it was on fire.

"What is this black and crunchy thing? I've never seen it before. It tastes good, but my tongue started to hurt while I was eating it."

Jiang He couldn't help but chuckle as she watched the group dip their chopsticks into the spicy broth. The others were fine, but Pei Ci and Hai Chongkong clearly couldn't handle spicy food.

Pei Ci didn't say anything, he just kept drinking water.

Jiang He turned the pot around, and for some reason, a saying from her hometown came to mind. She changed it and said with a smile.

"Those who can't eat spicy food, go to the children's table."

When Jiang He arrived here, the food of the interstellar people was monotonous. Chili peppers were also considered spiritual plants. There were spicy nutrient solutions on the market, but everyone agreed that they were bizarre and dark culinary products, and sales were extremely low.

Don't let Zhong Liyu's fair complexion fool you; she's not afraid to eat spicy food at all.

"Enjoyed!"

Beef tripe, shrimp paste, crispy fried tofu rolls, lettuce, beef rolls, fish tofu...

A variety of ingredients were prepared, and when the hot pot was served, everyone buried themselves in eating.

Jiang He discovered the tripe and similar ingredients, which received unanimous praise, by chance on a monster, but she didn't mention it so as not to spoil everyone's appetite.

After finishing the hot pot, the essential fireworks were also prepared.

The group watched with great excitement as Zhu Yi fired several shots into the air from the weapon he was carrying.

The artillery fire exploded, producing dazzling sparks and deafening roars, adding a touch of splendor.

Why can't firecrackers be considered a new type of "fireworks"?

The residents of the neighborhood were startled, almost thinking that monsters had invaded. They only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the gunfire outside the window.

and many more……

That doesn't seem right either. Why would someone be firing cannons so late at night?

Jiang He clasped her hands together and made her first New Year's wish as she aimed at the cannon fired at Zhu Yi:

May I and my loved ones enjoy good health and longevity.

Jiang He closed her eyes, and everyone around her rushed to make a wish.

Pei Ci lowered her head, her white eyelashes trembling slightly:

"I wish so."

Thinking of his family in the Demon Realm, Li Ling's green eyes narrowed slightly: "In the new year, I must study hard and make progress every day, and go home to build up my great Demon Realm!"

"Wow, your wish is quite lofty." Zhong Liyu smiled, then closed his eyes and began to make a serious wish:

"It's the New Year, and I don't really want anything, so I'll just wish our Wanjue Academy would win first place in this year's Academy Competition!"

Long Aotian: "Make money to support your sword."

Bai Zhizhou: "Put in more effort."

Helian Fenghua, Helian Xueyue, and Shangguan Linghu: "This year, we must cling to the big shots!"

Hai Chongkong & Zhu Yi: "Adding another one to the list of those who cling to powerful figures."

Why bother: "I hope I can successfully change my major."

Qi Xun: "I wish everyone all the best."

Bei Mingzi: "If only Old Wang and Old Li were here."

Heng Yihang: "If only Old Li were here..."

……

The fireworks in the sky were fleeting, and the new year arrived. Suddenly, Jiang He thought of something.

She tilted her head slightly, looking through the world, through time and space, and through dimensions.

Jiang He looked at the screen, which she couldn't touch or see clearly.

A smile played in her dark eyes:

"Happy New Year to all my friends in this other world who are watching from the screen."

"May good fortune abound and may all blessings come to you."