As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

"Tsk, as long as you have hands..."

"Then, for the soup, boil some water..."

"Well, there's no need to emphasize the basics of the basics over and over again..."

Hongli yawned and couldn't help but urged, "Let's get to the point!"

"Then add the ginger slices, shiitake mushrooms, scallions, meat, alcohol, and salt. Turn the dishes over and add salt and seasoning..."

Hong Ling's speech speed suddenly increased, and she quickly changed her body shape in front of several pots, leaving an afterimage for a moment...

"Hey, wait, wait, slow down!"

Hong Li yawned and looked over, only to see that the ingredients had suddenly changed, familiar yet strange...

It’s not that she couldn’t see Hong Ling’s movements clearly, but she was looking at this pot, and the other pot had a strange change, and then the strange reaction in this pot just ended. She was still thinking about what happened in the previous step...

Probably, like bending down to pick up a pen in math class?

"Okay! Xiaoli, come serve the dishes! Have you learned it?"

Hong Ling smiled and turned her head, encouragingly saying, "Isn't it very simple?"

"No! That's not right at all!"

Hongli's eyes were dazed, but she suddenly came to her senses and shook her head and waved her hands frantically: "That's not how you cook! This is not the way I do it!"

"Eh?"

Hong Ling tilted her head: "But, cooking is like this..."

"No, no, it should be like this..."

Hong Li said as she was about to start: "Let me show you..."

"Hey, no, no, no, let's eat first!"

……

"Have you seen my soup, mother-in-law?"

Meng Po continued: "Although I don't know the taste of this soup, I can be sure of its effect. That girl's cooking should be like this..."

"You mean..."

Heiyang frowned, trying to understand, "You said Hongli's cooking skills are as bad as yours? Well, that's not right. If you think about it this way, Hongli's soup is much less powerful than yours, which proves that she is not hopeless...

Since you have managed to get this position with your experience, maybe my Xiaoli will be able to fill the position in the future..."

Meng Po: “?”

"Do you really want grandma to do something that violates the rules for public officials?"

Meng Po had no expression on her face, but Hei Yang was horrified to find that the handle of the soup spoon in her grandmother's hand was deforming...

"Ahahaha, I must have been joking. Please continue, continue..."

Heiyang pulled his mouth and signaled himself to shut up: "Hmm!"

"Humph, if you keep talking nonsense, I will perform a big show of an old person beating a child on the Naihe Bridge in front of all these ghosts today."

Meng Po snorted coldly, “When the time comes, you will be like grandma, a person without precedent and probably no one will be like him after you, and your story will be passed down in the three thousand worlds as a legend.

Well, it’s just that the people in the stories are usually dead!”

Hei Yang: "..."

Shivering.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 159 He said that in the midst of wind and rain, this little pain is nothing, wipe away your tears, don’t be afraid…

"How should I put it? Strictly speaking, it's more like a medicinal meal than a cooking meal..."

Meng Po nodded and affirmed: "The meals we cook, in addition to filling our stomachs, also focus on the functionality of the food.

Just like grandma's Mengpo soup, because it is to completely wash away the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty flavors of the previous life, not a single memory can be left, so the taste may be a little difficult to accept. It is even possible that it tastes sweet in this pot and becomes bitter when it is put into the pot..."

"This pot smells burnt, and the next thing to cook will smell burnt..."

Heiyang whispered: "I read a lot, you can't deceive me.

Other people’s medicinal food is colorful, fragrant and delicious, and it is both delicious and effective, so the taste won’t deteriorate…”

"..."

A few well-shaped characters appeared on Meng Po's head, and the bent spoon handle was straightened again: "Ours is a step up, sacrificing the taste to enhance the efficacy. Is there a problem? Hmm?"

"Who dares to have it?!

Go on, go on..."

"Well, speaking of this, I think you can guess it."

Meng Po snorted lightly, and with one finger, she froze another ghost that wanted to escape, and forced the liquid down his throat.

"Your 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 stronger than ordinary cooking, and in the process, she also subconsciously injects spiritual power for catalysis, and at the same time adds seasonings to complement each other.

However, this cooking method requires constant attempts before you can achieve your goal. Moreover, the quality of the cooking utensils must also be guaranteed.

Take a kitchen knife for example. When it comes to dealing with high-level or thick-skinned ingredients, are you just going to watch it break without any defense?

As for the pot, the spiritual power catalyzes it, the medicinal power stimulates it, and when the reaction reaches a certain level, if the pot is of poor quality, it will explode, which is a normal phenomenon..."

"Well……"

Heiyang frowned: "Why does it feel so familiar..."

Meng Po: "Hmm?"

Heiyang suddenly thought of the alchemy furnace he encountered in the royal capital before, whose lid could not be opened from the inside, and then thought of Hongli's pot explosion accident, and he couldn't help but fall silent.

"Isn't this alchemy?!"

Heiyang's eyes widened: "After all this fuss, that guy is cooking! So what kind of drug effect does she want to exert?

Want to use the drug to poison her boyfriend? She is only one step away from success!"

"I told you, she is a failure."

Meng Po stretched out her hand, floated up slightly, and tapped Hei Yang’s head: “Listen carefully to what Grandma says.

Because it is a failed product, not only will the medicinal efficacy be wasted, but various toxic substances will also be generated under the rapid catalytic reaction. Just like you said, the alchemy failed and the resulting pill was a waste.

Not only did it not work, but on the contrary, it consumed all the useful nutrients and left the impurities behind, turning them into a pot of soup!"

"Oh, so I drank some highly toxic impurities..."

Heiyang patted his chest and said, "It's okay. Xiaoli doesn't have any problem with me. She doesn't want to poison me or anything like that..."

"Well..."

Meng Po 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 naughty personality, the girls who are with you might really develop murderous intentions after being with you for a long time."

"Ha, then you really underestimate the relationship between us!"

Heiyang patted his chest confidently and said, "To be honest, over the past decade, she has planned no less than a hundred assassination plots, all of which were successfully resolved by me. Now she has accepted her fate, hahahaha!"

Madam Meng: "..."

This kid's speech...

Doesn't sound like a good person!

"No matter how you look at it..."

Meng Po glanced at Hei Yang and said, "You two don't seem like a normal couple. I don't know how long you can be together..."

"forever and ever!"

Heiyang smiled brightly: "We agreed not to separate!"

“I still don’t understand…”

Meng Po looked at Hei Yang's smiling face, was stunned for a moment, sighed, shook her head and said: "Isn't the love between men and women just influenced by hormones?

Isn't it too idealistic to say something like "I am willing to give everything for you" in those story books? "

“It’s really ideal!”

Hei Yang nodded in agreement and said, "Why should I sacrifice everything? If it really came to that, I would have died before her!"

"Well, I don't understand. I don't understand."

Meng Po shook her head and said: "Grandma is not without feelings, she just simply does not fully understand this so-called love!

I have seen too many examples of people making promises one second to never part, and then turning away the next second. "

"Ah, you can't generalize."

Heiyang scratched his head and whispered, "Excuse me, grandma, have you ever been hurt by love in your life? Well, if you don't want to answer, just pretend I didn't say anything!"

"What's so difficult to answer?"

Meng Po shook her head, expressionless: "It's just that it happened so long ago that I have completely forgotten it.

Sometimes, I wonder, did I ever really have love when I was alive? Maybe I am the kind of person who will die alone..."

"Oh hoo!"

Heiyang's eyes suddenly widened: "So this is what being a good person for the whole life means! Sorry, you are a good person?!"

Madam Meng: "..."

Hei Yang: "..."

"you……"

Heiyang took two steps back in fear: "Public officials..."

"do not care!"

Meng Po slammed the soup 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..."

Heiyang swallowed hard, smiling and crying: "Don't..."

The following scenes are too bloody and are not recommended for those below the Nascent Soul stage to watch: [Flash][Flash][Flash]

……

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Heiyang suddenly jumped up, opened his eyes and howled: "I was wrong, I was wrong! Grandma, my grandma, I won't dare to do it again, never again, wuwuwu, stop hitting me, stop hitting me..."

The bronze snake tilted its head: "Shasha...?"

Dama stared at the pale-faced Heiyang curiously: "Herod...?"

Hei Yang: "..."

Black Sun: ('*) zzz

"Ahem, that..."

Heiyang pretended to be calm and said, "I'm awake."

The bronze snake looked over.

Dama looked over.

"Hey, hey, what are you looking at me with?!"

Hei Yang couldn't help but yell, "Is it okay if I'm having a nightmare?!"

"rustle……"