"Uncle Master, what is this...?"
Su Chengde also received news from an inner disciple that Baili Jing had run to the big kitchen, so he hurried over.
But I didn't expect that when I arrived, I saw him attacking two teenage disciples.
Zhong Lihan looked at the half of the sweet and sour pork ribs left on the plate and was very angry:
"I just asked them to try the food, and when they saw it was delicious, they ate all the food I made."
What
Did you eat all the food made by your uncle
No wonder he was angry.
Su Chengde looked at the two young disciples sternly: "What's wrong with you? Do you still want to cultivate to the Great Dao? You are so greedy for grains and vulgar things!"
"Master, we were wrong."
The two boys felt that they were about to die unjustly.
They usually take fasting pills, why would they eat these things
After eating these vulgar foods, they still have to find ways to remove impurities from their bodies. How could they possibly do such a self-inflicted thing just for greed
Seeing that the two little disciples were very frightened, Su Chengde did not pursue the matter further.
"Uncle Master, how about I ask someone to make you a few exquisite side dishes?"
"No, I have to do it myself."
Zhongli Han’s self-confidence returned.
He believed that if he could do it well the first time, he would definitely be able to do it well the second time.
"… "
When did Master Uncle become so passionate about cooking
You have to do it yourself.
Anyway, there was only half of the ribs left, so Zhong Li Han suggested, "Try them for me. I don't think they are very reliable."
"Uncle Master, why don't you try it yourself?" Su Chengde was puzzled.
You can tell by tasting it yourself, after all, no one knows what it tastes like.
Zhong Lihan's face darkened: "Just try it if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
If he could still taste it himself, why would he need to look for them
Because I tried it too many times before, my mouth is now bitter and dry, and I have some small blisters.
A hint of doubt flashed across Su Chengde's eyes.
When did Master Uncle become so overbearing
But he still picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in his mouth.
When it entered his mouth, he paused for a moment, then quickly swallowed the meat into his stomach.
"How is it?" Zhongli Han stared at him with some anticipation.
Su Chengde hesitated for a moment: "Not bad."
"What do you mean okay?"
Zhongli Han did not accept this perfunctory answer.
Su Chengde thought for a moment and said, "If we can put less sugar and a little less salt, it will taste better."
Zhongli Han: “…”
After a while, he said angrily, "I knew they were unreliable!"
Pass the braised pork to him: "Try this."
Su Chengde tasted the first dish and no longer had any hope for the second one. He picked up the smallest piece and put it in his mouth.
He chewed it roughly and swallowed it directly into his stomach.
"Ahem, this, if you can put a little less sugar, rinse it with water before frying, and stew it for a quarter of an hour longer, it should taste better."
"Well, you are still reliable!"
Zhong Li Han received pertinent and accurate feedback, and was full of confidence for the sixth round.
"I said cooking is nothing special."
Zhong Li Han muttered to himself as he began the sixth time with great confidence.
Soon, two dishes and a soup were freshly prepared.
"Would you like to go eat something together?"
He put the rice and dishes into the space ring, washed his hands, and kindly invited Su Chengde, who had been silent beside him.