Chapter 142
"Hey, as long as you have hands..."
"Then, on the soup side, bring a pot of boiling water..."
"Well, there's no need to emphasize the basics of basics over and over again..."
Hongli yawned and couldn't help but urge: "Hurry up and get to the point!"
"Then, ginger slices, mushrooms, green onions, meat, alcohol, and salt, you can also turn the vegetables over and add salt and seasoning..."
Hong Ling's speaking speed suddenly accelerated, and she quickly changed her body shape in front of several pots, and for a moment, afterimages appeared...
"Hey, wait, wait, slow down!"
Hong Li didn't finish her yawn, so she quickly opened her eyes and looked around, only to see that the ingredients suddenly seemed to have changed, familiar and yet strange...
It wasn't that she couldn't see Hong Ling's movements clearly, but as she was looking at the pot, that pot changed wonderfully, and then the wonderful reaction in the pot just ended. She was still thinking about what the previous step was. What's going on...
Probably, like bending down to pick up a pen in math class?
"Okay! Xiaoli, come and serve the food! Have you learned how to do it?"
Hong Ling smiled and turned her head and encouraged: "Isn't it very simple?"
"No! It's not right at all!"
Hong Li's eyes were in a trance, and she suddenly came back to reality. She shook her head and waved her hands wildly: "This is not how cooking is done! This is different from what I do!"
"Eh?"
Hong Ling tilted her head: "But, that's how cooking is..."
"No, no, that should be it..."
Hong Li said and was about to get started: "Let me demonstrate to you..."
"Hey, don't, don't, don't, eat first, eat first!"
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"Have you seen my soup, mother-in-law?"
Po Meng continued: "Although I don't know the taste of this soup, I am sure of its effect. That girl's cooking should be like this..."
"You mean..."
Hei Yang frowned and tried to understand: "You said Hongli's craftsmanship is as bad as yours? Well, that's not right. Thinking about it this way, Hongli's soup is still much less powerful than yours, which proves that she is still good at it. It’s not hopeless…
Since you have been able to get into this position despite your qualifications, my Xiaoli might also be able to make up for it in the future..."
Po Meng: "?"
"Do you really want grandma to do something that violates the rules for public officials?"
Po Meng's face was expressionless, but Hei Yang was horrified to find that the handle of the spoon in grandma's hand was deforming...
"Ahaha, I must be joking about that, keep talking, keep talking..."
Hei Yang pulled his mouth to signal himself to shut up: "Yeah!"
"Hmph, if you keep talking nonsense, grandma will perform a big show of old people beating children on Naihe Bridge today in front of so many dead souls."
Po Meng snorted coldly: "At that time, you will be like grandma, becoming an unprecedented person, and there will probably be no one after you. You will be spread as a legend in the three thousand worlds.
Well, it’s just that the people in the story are usually deceased! "
Hei Yang: "..."
Shivering.
Chapter 159 He said that in the wind and rain, this little pain is nothing. Wipe your tears and don’t be afraid...
"How should I put it? Strictly speaking, this is not so much cooking as it is medicinal food..."
Mrs. Meng nodded and affirmed: "In addition to filling our stomachs, the meals we cook also pay attention to the functionality of the food.
Just like grandma's Meng Po soup, because it has to completely wash away the sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty taste of the past life, and no memory can be left, so the taste may be a little hard to accept. It may even be that this pot is sweet, and it will not taste good when you put it in the pot. bitter……"
"This pot smells burnt, and when you put it into the pot, it smells like paste..."
Hei Yang whispered: "I study a lot, you can't lie to me.
Their medicated meals are full of color, flavor and taste. They are delicious and have curative effects, so the taste is not bad..."
"..."
A few tic-tac-toes popped up on Granny Meng's head, and the bent spoon handle was straightened back: "We've gone to the next level, sacrificing taste and enhancing the efficacy of the medicine. Is there a problem? Huh?"
"Don't dare to have it, who dares to have it?!
You go on, go on..."
"Humph, at this point, I think you can guess it."
Po Meng snorted softly, then fixed another dead soul who wanted to run away with one finger, and forcefully drank it.
"Your little girlfriend probably wanted to fully utilize the specific effects of those ingredients, so she used that cooking method.
First of all, the heat is different. Her heat should be much more intense than ordinary cooking, and during the cooking process, she also subconsciously injects spiritual power to catalyze it, and at the same time mixes it with condiments to complement each other.
However, this cooking technique requires constant attempts before you can achieve your goal. Moreover, the quality of the kitchen utensils used for cooking must also be guaranteed.
Just like a kitchen knife, if you handle any high-level or thick-skinned ingredients in the future, will you just watch it break without defense?
There is also the pot, which is catalyzed by spiritual power and stimulated by medicinal power. When the reaction reaches a certain level, if the quality of the pot is not good, the pot will explode. This is a normal phenomenon..."
"Well……"
Hei Yang frowned: "Why does it feel so familiar..."
Po Meng: "Huh?"
Hei Yang suddenly thought of the alchemy furnace he had encountered in the capital that could not open the lid from the inside, and of Hong Li's frying accident, and couldn't help but fall into silence.
"This, isn't this just alchemy?!"
Hei Yang's eyes widened: "We have been making trouble for a long time, but that guy is not cooking! So what effect does she want to exert?
Does she want to exert the effect of poisoning her boyfriend? She is only one step away from success! "
"I told you, she is the product of failure."
Mrs. Meng stretched out her hand, floated it up slightly, and tapped Hei Yang on the head: "Listen carefully to grandma.
Because it is a failed product, not only the medicinal effect will be wasted, but also various toxic substances will be generated under the rapid catalytic reaction. As you said, the elixir refining fails and a waste elixir is produced.
Not only did it fail to exert its medicinal effect, but on the contrary, it consumed all the useful nutrients and left impurities behind, turning it into a pot of soup! "
"Ah, so I drank highly toxic impurities..."
Hei Yang patted his chest: "Fortunately, so Xiaoli doesn't have any problem with me, wants to poison me or something..."
"Well..."
Meng Poxun glanced at Hei Yang, clicked her tongue, and shook her head: "It's hard to say..."
Hei Yang: "???"
"Hey, it's hard to say anything!"
"Because grandma thinks that with your silly personality, the girls you spend time with may actually develop murderous intentions."
"Ha, then you underestimate the relationship between the two of us!"
Hei Yang confidently patted his chest: "To tell you the truth, for more than ten years, she has planned no less than a hundred assassination plans, but I have successfully resolved them all. Now she has accepted her fate, hahahaha!"
Po Meng: "..."
This guy's speech...
He doesn't sound like a good person!
"No matter how you look at it..."
Meng Poxun glanced at Hei Yang: "You two don't look like a normal couple. I really don't know how long you can be together..."
"forever and ever!"
Hei Yang showed a bright smile: "We agreed that we would never separate!"
"I still don't understand..."
Looking at Hei Yang's smiling face, Po Meng was startled, sighed, shook her head and said: "Isn't the love between men and women just affected by hormones?
Wouldn't it be too ideal to tell stories like those in the storybooks about "I'm willing to give everything for you"? "
“It’s really ideal!”
Hei Yang nodded in agreement: "Why do you have to sacrifice everything! If it really got to that point, I would have died in front of her!"
"Well, I can't understand, I can't understand."
Po Meng shook her head: "It's not that grandma has no feelings, it's just that she simply doesn't understand this so-called love!
I have seen too many examples of people swearing to each other one second and saying they will never be apart, and then turning around and leaving the next second. "
"Ah, you can't generalize."
Hei Yang scratched his head and whispered: "I would like to ask, grandma, have you ever been emotionally hurt before you were alive? Well, if you don't want to answer, just pretend I didn't say anything!"
"Is there anything difficult to answer?"
Po Meng shook her head and said expressionlessly: "It's just that I have completely forgotten about things that happened so long ago.
Sometimes, I wonder, did I really have love when I was alive? Maybe I am the kind of person who will die alone..."
"Oh ho!"
Hei Yang's eyes suddenly widened: "So this is what Baishi good people mean! I'm sorry, you are a good person?!"
Po Meng: "..."
Hei Yang: "..."
"you……"
Hei Yang took two steps back in fear: "Public officials..."
"do not care!"
Po Meng slammed the spoon and bowl on the table, took a deep breath, turned to look at Hei Yang, and smiled: "Are you happy? Xiao Yang, you are going to become a story."
"Gudu..."
Hei Yang swallowed hard, smiled and cried: "Don't..."
The following scenes are too bloody and are not recommended for Taoist friends below the Nascent Soul stage to watch: [Flash Photo][Flash Photo][Flash Photo]
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"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Hei Yang jumped up suddenly, opened his eyes and howled: "I was wrong, I was wrong! Grandma, grandma, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, wuwuwu, don't fight, don't fight..."
The copper snake tilted its head: "Shasha...?"
Dama stared at the bloodless Hei Yang curiously: "Herod...?"
Hei Yang: "..."
Hei Yang: (‘*) zzz
"Ahem, that..."
Hei Yang pretended to be calm and said: "I'm awake."
The copper snake looked over.
Da Ma looked over.
"Hey, hey, what's that look in your eyes!"
Hei Yang couldn't help shouting: "I have a nightmare, can't I?!"
"rustle……"