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Chapter 131 Nanshan recalls the snow on the moss ([-])
Sui Pian and the others are Lu Shao's distinguished guests in the government office. Although they are wary, they can go wherever they want except some special places, so no one cares about Sui Pian getting into the kitchen.

"Green plum sauce, vinegar, why are they both sour and sweet?" Sui Pian had to go through one jar after another for their seasoning, "This is soy sauce... it's fish sauce, soy sauce, the taste is still a bit bland!"

The cook next to him stood neatly in a row, at a loss as to what this well-dressed nobleman was doing here.

"What is your honor looking for?"

"I have to see what you have first." Sui Pian looked at it and felt more and more disappointed. The food level in this place is probably the level of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. There is not even an iron pot!No chili yet!

"Why nothing?"

"Pianpian, what do you want?" Jun Qingqing didn't believe in evil, so she had to go to the market to look around to see if there were any delicious snacks left over from the sea.

Yan Chengguang naturally went with her. Seeing that she was empty-handed, she knew that she had returned in vain. She was downcast and dejected, but Yan Chengguang was blind for nothing. Yan Chengguang also brought that bulging cloth pouch.

If you have money, you can't spend it. The problem is that it will damage your image!

"There is no hope for the local delicacies here. If I want to make delicious food for you, I have to make enough food and clothing myself." Sui Pian spread his hands, "It's a pity that there is nothing here."

"Ah, Pianpian, I'm hungry...I went out to search for a long time but couldn't find something delicious..." The materials here are poor, and the things made are really just enough to satisfy the hunger. In terms of taste and taste, even Jun Qingqing Even foodies can’t stand it.

"Okay, I'll steam a piece of fish for you, and make some wraps... Do you want dumplings or wontons?" Suipian asked the cook to bring some fine white flour and rice.

Refined rice noodles need to be peeled to remove the rice bran and wheat bran. The production cost is high, time-consuming and labor-intensive. Only the nobles can eat it, and only the little brother Lu Shao has some stock here.

Well, because he is the chief executive of this town, the leader of the military and civilians.

"Which one is faster?" Jun Qingqing's eager eyeballs straightened.

"The wonton skin is thin, so I'll make some dumplings, Yan Chengguang, go chop the stuffing." Sui Pian rolled up his sleeves and went to pick out the side dishes, which startled the cook, and rushed forward to help wash and pick the vegetables.

"The gentleman stays away from the kitchen!" Yan Chengguang, behind the back of his hands, is still tall and handsome, but with a cloth bag dangling around his waist, especially stealing the scene

No wonder some people say that money is a vulgar thing. When money sounds, who can care about what is elegant? !

"You really don't know what this means? Hypocrisy." Sui Pian rolled her eyes, "The people depend on food, if they don't eat, they will starve to death!"

"You and I can't die of hunger." Yan Chengguang was so annoyed by the dangling cloth bag, he picked it up and stuffed it into his sleeve, forgetting to maintain his demeanor even in his words.

"Qingqing likes to eat, you really don't want to learn?" Sui Pian snorted.

"...What do you want me to do?" Yan Chengguang also rolled up the sleeves of his broad robe.

"Hypocrisy!" Sui Pian laughed sullenly. Since leaving Penglai, Yan Chengguang has let himself go a little too fast. I don't want to be in the past. When I die, I have to put on airs. When I tear up the quilt in my heart, I still have a gentle, courteous and frugal face. , look at it now, how smart you are!

So, when Lu Shao got the news and rushed back to the government office, he saw the three worldly masters rolling up their sleeves, mincing meat fillings and rolling dough, and one of them was waiting for the meal with eager eyes and drooling.

Suddenly, I felt that the image of a Taoist cultivator was shattered to the ground.

Don't they all say that these terrestrial gods all eat wind, drink dew and do not eat the fireworks of the world? ! !Who is it that is covered with flour and oil stars now?

"Hey, Brother Lu, I have someone move some things from your private kitchen, don't you mind?" Sui Pian entered the kitchen and was really not used to having seven or eight people do it. Paper.

Lu Shao looked at the talisman paper floating behind the stove to control the fire from big to small, and the eyes of the cooks almost popped out, his heart skipped a beat, and he forced a smiling face: "It's okay, the three of you..."

"Eat together?" Sui Pian wiped her hands, took out the dumplings from the soup pot with a strainer, poured balsamic vinegar and soy sauce on the side, stretched out her hand to touch the talisman, and it flew back into her hand. went out.

Lu Shao was so shocked by this move that he forgot everything he said: "No need..."

"You're welcome, there are too many dumplings, and the three of us can't finish them all." Sui Pian did all the part-time jobs he could do while earning living expenses, and he was very agile.

"It's over!" Jun Qingqing left one to the right, and the dumplings bulged out two glutinous rice ball marks in the cheeks and disappeared quickly.

"Hey, don't eat so much, you'll get fat." The smile on Sui Pian's face froze for a moment, and he forced the bowl and chopsticks into Lu Shao's hands.

Don't you give him a taste of the craft first and encourage him to ask someone to press oil for himself and make an iron pan?These days, salt and iron are all under the control of the government, so he can't even buy a kitchen knife because of convenience!

In this world, is it too extravagant and wasteful to use ironware to make iron pots?Even oil is expensive!

"I..." Jun Qingqing lowered her head and squeezed the flesh on her waist, cruelly said, "I'm not afraid of getting fat!"

"Save your stomach and make wontons for you later." One sentence KO Jun Qingqing, no rebuttal accepted.

"Why don't you move your chopsticks? Afraid of being poisoned?" The Sui Pianhua talisman paper was hidden in his sleeve so that Lu Shao could not see it, and he put one in his mouth first.

"How dare you." Lu Shao also knew that if any of the three could kill him, there would be no need to go to the trouble of poisoning him, he could just draw his sword.

The method of making balsamic vinegar and soy sauce here is different from that of Sui Pian, and the taste is slightly different, which is acceptable. Yan Chengguang eats elegantly, and Jun Qingqing eats fiercely, but she is still a cute little fairy. In the end, it is Lu Shao who was so hard to get rid of at the beginning. The guy is eating like a hungry tiger, and the speed of the disc is three points faster than Jun Qingqing.

"Hmm..." Lu Shao is a warrior, and he already eats a lot. After a plate of dumplings, it sounds like a few copper peas have fallen into his empty stomach. Jun Qingqing wants another plate.

"Still want to eat?" Sui Pian wiped her mouth, "No, I'll make something else later and give you a share?"

"Thank you." Lu Shao suddenly felt...more hungry.

"You are in such a hurry to come back, do you have something to do with us?" Sui Pian didn't think that they made a little noise in the kitchen to make him rush back all the way in such a hurry.

She just borrowed his private kitchen, and didn't poison the big kitchen.

"Oh..." A meal of dumplings made Lu Shao forget all serious matters, "You are all Xuanmen monks, and now I have encountered a trouble..."

"I don't need to talk about immortality. You can cure diseases and save lives. Don't even think about helping you fight wars. It's my job to catch ghosts and subdue demons. Let's see about other things." Suipian beckons the cook to put away the dishes. She doesn't hate cooking, but she really hates it. Wash the dishes!

(End of this chapter)