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Chapter 1835 Pig Large Intestine

Early next morning.

Li Xiaobai was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums.

The sacrifices began, and every household carried large and small pots on their backs, and the procession formed a long line, heading towards the temple.

Li Xiaobai opened the door and followed the crowd.

"Master Xiaobai is also here, why don't you see the other two masters?"

Fang Hua came closer. She was carrying a ridiculously large pot, and her whole body was almost covered.

"The two of them stayed in bed. Yesterday Master Changsheng asked me to participate in today's sacrificial meal."

Li Xiaobai smiled.

"Master also wants to cook, where is your pot?"

Fang Hua looked at Li Xiaobai curiously. He didn't look like he was going to cook.

"I want to take first place this year, and I won't let you take the blame."

"some."

Li Xiaobai flipped his wrist and took out a pot-shaped magic weapon. He had forgotten which genius he snatched it from. Anyway, it was flat and had a handle, which was barely usable.

"Master, you don't usually cook in this pot, right?"

Fang Hua joked that this visit was just to experience life.

"It's not bad. I heard that this meal is made for the gods?"

Li Xiaobai brought the topic to the law of order.

"Yes, the most delicious meals will be offered to the gods every year."

"Those who are favored by the gods will be blessed."

Fang Hua's face was full of yearning.

"Then have you ever seen gods? How do gods eat?"

Li Xiaobai continued to ask.

"The gods will eat the food bit by bit. Although you can't see it, the food is indeed eaten out of thin air."

"The whole village knows it, and Master Xiaobai can see it today."

Fang Hua Road.

Li Xiaobai asked curiously: "What is the standard of deliciousness? What are the rules during the cooking process?"

Fang Hua thought for a while and said: "As long as the village chief and master find it delicious, there are no rules for cooking. Just follow the process. Master, don't be nervous. If you cook it carefully, you will definitely be recognized by the gods."

"I see."

Li Xiaobai thought in his mind that there must be a secret to this cooking, and if he made a mistake, he would be taken away by the law of order.

While thinking, the team arrived at the gate of the temple.

Everyone stepped into the threshold with their left foot in unison. At this point, he knew that Fang Hua didn't understand the rules, it was just because she was accustomed to these rules, so she ignored them and didn't tell him.

The atrium in the temple is very large, with stones divided into two areas on the left and right. The team spontaneously divided into two teams, and each set up the stove according to their choice.

Li Xiaobai chose the end position on the right, which was the closest to the gate. He could escape if anything unexpected happened.

"Master, I know you don't have a stove, so use mine."

The village chief Shangguandong pushed over a small cart with all kinds of bowls and pans.

"The time is one hour. If it times out, it means failure."

Shangguan Dongyin said pitifully.

Li Xiaobai narrowed his eyes: "What are the rules for this dish?"

"The method of making pig intestines is to rub them with rice vinegar and flour, wash them, then clean the dirt in the intestines, and cook them on low heat for half an hour."

"The order cannot be messed up."

Shangguandong said such words without thinking.

Li Xiaobai asked: "What else?"

"To appreciate the quality of a dish, you must eat it before commenting. This is the rule."

Shangguandong threw down the pots and bowls, pushed the cart and left.

Li Xiaobai knew that the last two sentences were the message left to him by the old village chief. It seemed that the seeds he planted had worked.

"Amitabha, all the villagers and elders have gathered together. At this time of the month, the poor monk is most excited. He worships the gods and prays for the people. He is very happy."

"Today's sacrificial meal is still the same as before. You all show your magic and select the best quality dishes as tributes to worship the gods."

"But today is a little different from the past. Master Li Xiaobai, who visited the village recently, also wants to participate in this rare ceremony. However, Master Li Xiaobai is new here and must not have prepared the ingredients yet."

"The village chief has just prepared the utensils for you, and the poor monk has also prepared the ingredients for you. This food is the essence of animals and birds. It tastes great when cooked properly. I wish you great success."

The Changsheng monk took out a white, soft and long thing.

Li Xiaobai walked up to him and put it into the pot amidst the envious eyes of many people.

"Master, I am looking forward to your performance very much."

The longevity monk smiled, with sarcasm in his eyes.

Since Li Xiaobai was going to fail, he naturally had to choose the most difficult ingredient to cook. This pig intestine is extremely difficult to cook, and even the best cooks will make mistakes when handling the fishy smell if they are not careful.

As long as the guy in front of him makes a mistake during cooking, he will be killed by the power of the law.

Even if the pig intestines were made successfully by luck, they would definitely not taste any better. No matter what the result was, he would not lose anything.

"Amitabha, thank you Master for taking the trouble."

Li Xiaobai stared at the long thing in the pot in front of him, his mouth twitching. No wonder the village chief had just dictated the process of making pig intestines. This immortal monk was really evil.

Not only did he give him such a difficult ingredient to cook, but he didn't even tell him what it was.

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you."

The longevity monk turned around and left with a smile, raising a small mallet and beating a gong and drum.

At this moment, everyone immediately devoted themselves to cooking delicious food, not only to make ingredients favored by the gods, but more importantly, the cooking process must not go wrong.

The consequences of making mistakes can be very dire.

"Let me clarify my thoughts. Order is a scale and will maintain almost bloody justice. If these equipments have been tampered with, then the monk Changsheng has broken the rules. In addition, the village chief did not mention the equipment just now, which means that these

Pots and pans are fine.”

"Similar to that banquet, Monk Changsheng can infinitely increase the difficulty for me and make me make mistakes, but he will not force me to make mistakes, otherwise the law of order will judge that he has also broken the rules."

"It is precisely because of this that he chose the most difficult pig intestine to cook for me when everything was normal."

Li Xiaobai quickly sorted out his thoughts and found that there was no problem with the ingredients and utensils.

This method is a bit like a montage technique. All the information given is true, but if he follows it all, it will definitely be wrong.

The reason is very simple, he doesn’t know how to cook at all, let alone cooking!

It is easy to see from the village chief’s words just now that the most difficult part is cleaning the pig intestines and dealing with the fishy smell.

The longevity monk expected that he would make a mistake during the cleaning process and be unable to clean all the feces and urine in the intestines.

But he decided to do the opposite.

The production process was carried out strictly according to what the village chief told him. As for the final taste, he didn't need to worry about it.

As long as he does not make errors in the process or cause the final taste to deviate due to negligence, it does not count as an error.

"What a pity, you chose pig intestines for me."

"This will be your grave. I don't understand the rules of cooking, but I am very familiar with the rules of tasting!"

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