The moment he drank the water, Jiang Ming was stunned, and then looked at Ye Gui.
"Xiaoye, why does this glass of water taste different from the usual water? I actually feel full!"
Jiang Ming was confused, and Ye Gui immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, it really wasn't in vain!"
"My God, the God of Cookery is really amazing. He has actually made something that anorexic patients can eat!"
"I have found the good news for all anorexic patients. The God of Cookery is so awesome!"
"Strong, invincible, worthy of being the God of Cookery!"
“However, this dish doesn’t seem to be too troublesome to make. You can try it again and again!”
Everyone was very excited and seemed to have witnessed history.
However, it is not yet certain that Master Jiang Ming's body has really accepted water.
After all, now that he knows that the water is actually porridge, will he continue to drink it?
Everyone looked at Jiang Ming, only to see Jiang Ming pick up the water glass again, with a tangled expression on his face.
Sure enough, once you understand it, your body's instinct will be to reject it!
Disgust for food also appeared on his face for the first time.
This expression made everyone tremble, followed by endless sadness.
He loves his industry so much, but he shows this expression.
All I can say is that things are unpredictable!
"No, I still can't drink this!"
Jiang Ming was breathing heavily. Even though it was only a few minutes, there might have been countless rounds of battle between heaven and man in his mind.
In the end, we lost.
Eh!
Everyone sighed.
The miracle still hasn't happened.
"It's okay, Xiaoye, I'm already very grateful that you have me in your heart!"
Jiang Ming patted Ye Gui on the shoulder: "These are fates and cannot be escaped. Moreover, I have done a little business in the decades before me. This is enough!"
"At least I won't deny my glorious past just because of my miserable old age!"
He was in a very good mood. As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something and took out a book from the drawer.
"This is what I have learned from cooking over the years, and I give it to you!"
This book still has grease and a lot of fingerprints on it. It seems that it has been read countless times.
"This gift is too expensive, I can't take it!"
Ye Gui shook his head and quickly pushed the book back.
"It's okay. My disciples have all read these books. They are not expensive things. They can be regarded as my final contribution!"
Jiang Ming smiled and asked Ye Gui to relax.
After hearing what Jiang Ming said, Ye Gui also opened it and took a look.
The first half is mainly about cooking techniques and experiences, while the second half is mainly about recipes.
Seeing this, Ye Gui suddenly had inspiration.
He felt that he had been cooking for a lifetime and could really cook a recipe.
It's just that what he wants to cook is not just one cuisine, but all cuisines.
At least if you have to leave something in this industry in the future, then your trip will not be in vain!
"If that's the case, then I'll accept it and I'll definitely make this shine again!"
Since Jiang Ming couldn't get anything to eat, Ye Gui was a little embarrassed to stay.
"It's getting late. Master Jiang, please take a good rest and I won't disturb you!"
"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? There are plenty of rooms at home, so just rest at home!"
Jiang Ming pointed to the empty home. This 200-square-meter house was always so crowded at night.
The invisible cold wind blows one after another, and there is always a feeling that there is someone standing behind you.
Every night, Jiang Ming seems to come here like this!
"Excuse me, it just so happens that living at home is much more comfortable than living outside!"
Ye Gui also wished for it. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time and had many topics to talk about.
"That's natural. If you come to Jinling from now on, you can stay here. I'll give you the key!"
Jiang Ming searched inside the drawer again and found a spare key to his home and community.
He threw it into Ye Gui's hands.
Ye Gui originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Jiang Ming's lonely eyes, he understood immediately.
How can I come here to play when I have time? How can I collect his body when I have time?
"No problem. It's quite pleasant to live in this big house. I think you can see the Confucius Temple down there!"
Ye Gui stood on the balcony, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in front of him seemed to blend into the night.
It seems like taking one step will lead you out of the window.
The Confucius Temple at your feet is like a world in cyberpunk. The strange lights and the feasting signs seem to have opened the door to a new world.
The moment you walk in, you feel like you have entered the future world.
"Stop it, don't go to the Confucius Temple. What a mess that group of people have done. There is no distinctiveness, just a bunch of people who look alike!"
Master Jiang pouted, as dissatisfied as he wanted to be with this.
The problem of the snack street was no longer a problem. Ye Gui shrugged his shoulders and took a step back without answering.
"Don't look at the Confucius Temple. I just happened to come over and help me with the ingredients for making duck blood vermicelli tomorrow. You go and cut it, and I'll heat up the pot!"
Everyone: "..."
"Damn it, I'll go to Qinhuaihe Snack Street tomorrow to wait. The duck blood vermicelli made by the God of Cookery himself will be earned if you eat it!"
"It's so funny, I'm afraid only Master Jiang can control the God of Cookery at will!"