"Try it, this potato shreds!"

Master Mengyi held up a plate and handed it to Wang Xuebin, signaling him to taste it.

Wang Xuebin picked up a chopstick and tasted it, his brows wrinkled, it was too unpalatable.

"What are the shortcomings of this dish, and how can it be improved?"

Master Mengyi stared at Wang Xuebin and asked.

Wang Xuebin thought for a while and said:

"Too much oil, too much heat, the shredded potatoes are limp, without any flavor except salt, it tastes astringent!"

Master Yumeng passed a recipe and said:

"This is the dish I just fried, you can improve it yourself, and then follow the modified recipe to make a copy!"

Wang Xuebin took the recipe, walked to the side, and took a pen to correct it. After a short time, he corrected it, walked to the chopping board, took a potato, and started cooking.

Master Mengyi walked aside, watched him cooking, and said:

"Your basic skills are not bad. Knife skills, heat, and spooning are not problems. The only problem is your mouth.

You have eaten too many things blended with seasonings, and you don’t understand the original taste of various vegetables. When you cook, you let the seasonings go wild, and you eat all the flavors of seasonings. How can this be cooking? "

As he spoke, he reminded:

"Put less, you just fried a potato, put less!"

Upon hearing the reminder, Wang Xuebin quickly poured the remaining pepper powder back into the material box and continued to stir fry.

During this period of time, he cooked all the vegetables one by one, each requiring a different cooking method, aiming to maximize the original taste of the material.

Wang Xuebin picked up the pot and put it on a plate, and tasted it with chopsticks. It was salty, fragrant and soft, which was his favorite taste. He looked up at Master Mengyi and said:

"This is the taste I like, no problem!"

After hearing the words, Master Mengyi also came over to taste it, nodded and said:

"Fortunately, the characteristics have been brought out, that's enough, I have passed the test, and I can learn other things."

He is not only learning cooking skills, but also how to learn cooking skills. Basic skills are not difficult for him. It's not that he doesn't know how to cook, but he can't compete with professional ones.

He knows all the techniques, but he doesn't know how to use them, and he doesn't know the reason for using them in this way.

Just like flipping a pot, he is very proficient in flipping, but he uses it purely for the sake of being handsome, turning it over and over looks very professional, and even heating is not within his consideration.

The study during this period is to understand the role of these skills and the best cooking method of each material. These systematic knowledge are what he lacks the most.

At night, Wang Xuebin left the dining hall with a tomato in his mouth. The tomatoes here are much more delicious than the ones grown in the greenhouse. They are sour and full of saliva.

"Huh? Master of Nocturnal Nocturnal Remnants? Come out to enjoy the moon?"

Master Mengyi stood in the courtyard, looking up at the moon with a peaceful expression.

He has always had a kind of vigilance mixed with gratitude to Master Nocturnal Nocturnal, which is very complicated. Every time he returns to the meditation room, he will let the system check himself, and sometimes he will return to the present world to check.

Although he also has scruples about the system, he chooses the lesser of two evils. After all, the system has been used for 30 years, and its credibility is much higher than that of Master Nocturnal Nocturnal.

Master Mengyi didn't look back, looked at the moon and said:

"How has the donor learned during this time? Are there any difficulties?"

Wang Xuebin shook his head and said:

"The master taught in detail, there is nothing difficult!"

Master Yumeng nodded and said:

"You have a good foundation, but you don't know why, and the poor monk is just giving a little advice!"

Wang Xuebin smiled and said:

"But what I lack is this advice!"

Master Nocturnal Ecstasy smiled and shook his head, not making any excuses.

"Benefactor, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, I wonder if the benefactor can accompany the poor monk for a walk?"

Wang Xuebin raised his eyebrows, looked up at the hazy moonlight, and said with a smile:

"This is my honor!"

Occasionally, a few insects could be heard in the quiet temple. The moonlight shone on the two of them, casting two shadows on the ground.

Chapter 121 God of Cookery Contest

Master Mengyi walked in front, and Wang Xuebin followed behind. After some time, the master said:

"Sponsor, we have made more than 100 kinds of vegetables these days, including all the commonly used ones. You have a photographic memory, and you have memorized them all!"

Wang Xuebin paused, then continued walking.

"I have benefited a lot. I used to cook, but I just followed the recipes. Today, if the seasoning is put in place, it tastes better. If the seasoning is not put in place, it tastes worse. It has never been a regularity."

Master Yumeng shook his head lightly.

"The beauty of food has never been the craftsmanship, but the direct connection between taste buds and emotions. Who you eat with is more important than whether it tastes good or not.

If it’s just to satisfy your appetite, it’s not a good idea to learn to cook. After you learn how to cook, the fun of eating will be gone. A meal depends on whether others eat it or not. What you eat depends on the cooking technique. It's hard to get back the joy of enjoying good food! "

Wang Xuebin raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Don't monks pay attention to the emptiness of the four elements? How does the master understand so much?"

Master Yumeng smiled slightly.

"When you reach the realm of the poor monk, emptiness is emptiness, and what is not emptiness is emptiness. What else do you not understand?"

Wang Xuebin nodded and did not speak, and his footsteps did not stop.

Master Mengyi thought of something, and asked:

"Stephen Zhou will come over in a few days, do you want to learn meat dishes from him?"

During this time, what Wang Xuebin learned were all vegetarian dishes, without the slightest bit of meat, Master Mengyi didn't mention it, and Wang Xuebin didn't ask about it either.

At this time, Master Mengyi mentioned it, but Wang Xuebin shook his head:

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