My Human Identity Was Exposed by an Evil Spirit Wife

Flying Eagle tied an apron around his waist and stood at the stove, busily preparing dinner.

"Can this be eaten?" Flying Eagle had just asked this question when he chuckled to himself.

He thought again of himself and his daughter.

That’s right, when family cooks, any taste is acceptable.

"Dad, just do as I tell you." Flying Tiger urged.

Flying Eagle nodded in confusion, made a call to a subordinate, and asked them to bring over some salt.

The subordinate, receiving the order, brought over a box of salt with a look of bewilderment.

When he delivered it to the door, he even glanced inside in astonishment.

He initially thought the Lord was conducting some secret activity, but upon seeing the open kitchen, he couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

It’s just cooking at home, why is there so much needed?

"Put it here." Flying Tiger pointed to the kitchen counter, directing the subordinate to place the item there.

The subordinate stayed silent but glanced around the kitchen several times.

Is it a murder?

Preventing body decay?

He looked around but still couldn’t find any relevant information.

He merely thought this because the idea was quite unrealistic.

In this bizarre world, killing a few people is trivial; dead is just dead.

He looked twice, and after the subordinate left, Flying Eagle began cooking, under the guidance of his daughter, one bag after another of salt was added into the pot until the amount reached an alarming level even to him.

Yet, Flying Tiger still didn’t call a halt.

The food in the pot gradually became covered with salt, and the surface began to form white crystals.

"That’s enough, Dad." Flying Tiger finally said.

Flying Eagle hesitantly took a taste, and immediately felt as if his throat was sealed, it was bitterly salty.

Flying Eagle looked at his daughter with doubt.

"Can this be eaten?"

"Of course! Jiang Che’s family always eats like this." Flying Tiger affirmed with a nod.

Flying Tiger took a deep breath.

"I’m pondering over something." His brows furrowed, a thoughtful look in his eyes, and the kitchen smoke seemed to grow heavier with his contemplation.

"If merely showing quantities can express respect, then Dad will show you a trick." He suddenly realized Flying Tiger might be stepping into a misunderstanding.

"What?" Flying Tiger was stunned; she was prepared to be a follower of the Salt Prince.

Now her dad said he would show a trick.

Even if he exposed more hands, it couldn’t change the taste, right?

She secretly doubted, the salty residue on her tongue making her somewhat skeptical of her father’s words.

She now felt she could hardly taste anything other than salt.

"Salt-baked!" He looked at his daughter in confusion.

Upon hearing these two words, Flying Tiger suddenly felt enlightened.

Previously, she always pondered how to overcome the overly salty dishes, completely forgetting about the cooking method of salt-baking.

"Right! How did I not think of that?"

Whether salt-baked chicken or salt-baked shrimp and crab, or fish.

They don’t change the original taste and don’t make the dish taste different.

Even due to being baked in hot salt, the dish would become tender, juicy, crispy-skinned, and fragrant.

Then, she watched her dad busy in the kitchen, with the subordinate constantly delivering the ingredients.

The subordinate who just delivered the salt had a look of realization seeing the table already set with some of the salt-baked dishes.

Flying Tiger looked at the table full of dishes, they deliberately didn’t clear away the salt.

But placed it together with the food.

Thus, not only could they show respect to Ning, but also everyone could have a good dining experience.

This was the best way not to affect everyone’s experience.

After preparing a salt-baked feast, Flying Eagle made a call to Jiang Che.

The two were always taking walks in the territory, here and there.

Jiang Che held Ning’s hand as they looked at the scenery of this territory.

Undeniably, each territory has its distinct style.

The eyeballs following people would give a strange feeling.

Although it’s also about looking at some novel things with a lover, if it were an ordinary time, Jiang Che would feel much better; coming specifically for business while also seeing the scenery here, he would find it more comfortable.

Because he felt he and Ning never truly relaxed.

This world always has constant disputes, they must always be prepared to face various dangers.

Just like now, they must not only be responsible for each other, but also for some of the subordinates following them.

"You see, none of them care anymore." Ning held Jiang Che’s hand, looking at the indifferent crowd around her.

She could clearly perceive the emotions of everyone.

Feeling the relief in everyone’s heart.

"This place is so novel too; wait until you go to the rabbit-man territory, then you will know, where the people can fall into a frenzy state, just one frenzy and almost no one survives."

Jiang Che listened earnestly, nodding vigorously.

He noted down everything Ning said, looked at her beside him, continually talking about other things.

Jiang Che only felt very sorry for her; he knew Ning liked the stuff in the Human Realm and wanted to relax and travel around the Human Realm to see the landscape.

But now, he couldn’t give her those.

She was beside him, saying a lot.

She talked about the flaws of Flying Eagle’s dungeon, talked about the precautions when they later go to the territories of the Evil Spirit Lords, talked about going to eat at Flying Eagle’s house later, and wondered what they would prepare; if possible, she’d rather cook herself.

She said she really liked cooking right now.

Jiang Che looked at her beside him, saying a lot.

She never mentioned playing halfway and getting called for work in the territory.

Nor did she mention being busy almost all the time after coming here.

Nor did she mention she hasn’t had the freedom to wander around like other Lords after arriving here.

But she didn’t say, he couldn’t forget!

Jiang Che didn’t make empty promises or gave credence to promises.

What he can do now is just struggle.

Then fulfill everything she wants.

"The food is ready; let’s head over." Jiang Che held Ning’s hand, wondering when he had strength above the Lords, whether he could let the evil spirits have the sense of taste.

He didn’t want Ning to know just how salty the food he cooked was.

He simply felt if one can’t taste the saltiness, then the significance of eating with him is just about enjoying the family fun at a shared table.

If possible, he wanted Ning to also feel the delights of Human cuisine, to feel the happiness and joy food brings.

Cooking for a loved one is fulfilling, and eating what the loved one cooks is equally fulfilling.

If, in the future, he truly possesses such ability, he also wants to cook a meal for Ning.