Strange World Little Cooking Saint

Chapter 117: Matcha ice cream (four) [three shifts]

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Regarding this dessert, Shi Yu actually likes it very much. After the spirit tea is steamed, she carefully dries it with fire and grinds it into powder, so as to ensure the original freshness and taste of the spirit tea to the greatest extent.

The tea-green powder has a very high appearance value, which makes people feel happy. It is also easier to make ice cream. Although San Pang is still sleeping, it does not prevent Shi Yu from finding a child worker who makes ice, such as Wen Xian.

For ice cream, Shiyu prefers fresh milk ice cream. Having experience in making cream cakes, making plain ice cream is just a trivial matter. After adding matcha powder, Shiyu couldn't help being overwhelmed by the fresh green color of the ice cream.

The aroma of milk and tea are intertwined, and the taste is fragrant and slightly bitter, but in the aftertaste, the feeling of sweetness from the tip of the tongue can not help but surprise.

When Yu brought this powdered matcha dessert to Qing Chen, Qing Chen only took a sip, and since then matcha has become his life.

I have liked sweets for so long, so I just met you.

"Since you ate the dessert, let him go no matter what was there before. By the way, when you go back, remember to find out the person who gave you the medicine, and let me take the blame." Shi Yu said .

"Uncle Twelve has asked Discipline Hall to investigate this matter." Qing Chen said, "Maybe there will be results when we go back."

"Okay, when the time comes, you can help me punish that person." In fact, she was just saying this, and things that were destined to happen would still happen without her. Just drugging someone you like, this kind of thing is really bad.

Besides, after Qingchen and the others go back, they might not meet again in this lifetime. This world is so big, the ninth heaven is vast and boundless, and there are eighth heavens above. During the journey of cultivation, most of them are lonely, and there are very few people who can walk together all the way to the end.

She and everyone in this attic will be separated one day in the future, it's just a matter of time. And some people, at the very beginning, it was fate to be able to meet each other.

"Okay, you continue to taste. I'm going to prepare dinner."

After Shi Yu left, Qing Chen sat there, consuming this beautiful dessert bit by bit. Sometimes you like something not because it looks good or tastes good, but maybe just when you enjoy it, the moment you feel it is very deep.

For dinner, Shi Yu showed off his skills and made a sumptuous dinner. For her, this is not hard work, but a kind of cultivation. In other words, the breathing of ordinary people has no effect on her, and cooking with heart again and again makes her cultivation improve faster.

The atmosphere of this meal is generally very good, but Feng Luo seems to be a little too concerned about Xuanyin. While eating, Shiyu thought, this guy might be attracted by Xuanyin...

Looking at Lin Fan again, on the contrary, Xuanyin felt very ordinary. The expected hero and heroine did not attract each other, Shi Yu actually felt a sense of disappointment.

Seeing Feng Luo being so enthusiastic about Xuanyin, Uncle Twelve couldn't help but said: "If Xiao Luo likes it, then why not marry Xuanyin and go home."

Feng Luo froze for a moment, he felt that little sister Xuanyin's experience was too miserable, so he couldn't help it... But then he seemed to think of something, "Haha, you can let my grandpa be the matchmaker." .”

Shi Yu was almost burned, "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true." Feng Luo said, and then he looked at his good brother next to him, "Lin Fan, why don't I ask my grandfather to match you or something? He's an old man, and he always likes to do it. This." After finishing speaking, he laughed like a snake.

Shi Yu: "..." What the hell is this! Forget it, she was just a soy saucer in the first place, this kind of emotional matter is up to everyone, everyone has their own fate, the bastard sees that Mung Bean has a good eye, there is no way, right

Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Fan put his chopsticks away, "I don't need to worry about my affairs. I'm full, I'm going to practice first, you take it easy."

Said, left.

Feng Luo looked at him, then at everyone, and said with some doubts: "This kid is in such a hurry to practice, no wonder he has improved so fast."

Shi Yu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Then everyone ate their own food. What should they say? Is it good to be low sometimes? Forget it, let's eat our own food.

After three days like this, it was finally time to start treating Eleventh Master Uncle.

Gu Lao brought Shi Yu into the room, and used his spiritual power to isolate the movement in the room from the outside, and then let Shi Yu start.

The temperature of the fire spirit is extremely high, once it is released, it will make the surroundings feel scorching hot. If it is not isolated, it will definitely be discovered.

"What should I do?" Shi Yu asked Sha Mao.

"Carefully control the temperature of the fire, first get rid of the evil spirit wrapped outside, and then let the fire enter his meridians and limbs to drive out the evil spirit little by little and burn them.

The front is better, but you must be careful when you get to the back. Otherwise, if the situation is better, you will be burned into a useless person, and if the situation is worse, you will die directly. This is all about exercising your mental strength. If you are not sure, it is best not to try it lightly. "

When Sha Mao said this, Shi Yu was a little nervous. It was also the first time for her to use fire to save people! For cooking, if the ingredients burn out, you can buy them again. If this person burns out, where can she buy someone else.

With a thought, a golden flame burst out from the fingertips. This is pure sea heart inflammation. As soon as Hai Xinyan came out, the mist billowing became even more intense. And as the flame approached, the trace that was stained with the flame seemed to be burned, gradually faded, and finally turned into a wisp of black smoke.

Continuing to burn the devilish energy with sea heart inflammation, Shi Yu felt that the spiritual power in his body was being consumed rapidly, sweat was gradually oozing from his forehead, and at the same time, he felt a little tired mentally.

"Stop." Fat Cat said, "Recover when you're tired, or the loss outweighs the gain."

Shi Yu nodded and rested cross-legged on one side.

Upstairs was healing, and there was almost no movement, but this did not prevent the rest of the people from waiting outside. After an hour, Gu Lao and Shi Yu came out and said that today is over.

After the Twelfth Martial Uncle thanked him gratefully, he hurried into the room to have a look. Although the person on the bed was still covered by the black mist, Uncle Twelve still felt a little different.

Maybe it's really getting better. she thought hopefully.

After Shiyu said a few words to everyone, she returned to her room and collapsed on the bed. Just an hour had made her exhausted. This was indeed a test for himself. I don't know if I will have a breakthrough after this treatment.

He slept so sweetly, woke up the next day, and went downstairs to find Feng Luo with a strange expression.

"My grandfather is coming to the imperial capital for two main reasons. One is to say goodbye to my elder brother; the other is to attend the wedding of the crown prince and Xue Qingge."