Before the game was over, Xu Ning had already brought four dishes and one soup to the table. There was a full bowl of each dish, and the rich aroma penetrated straight into her nostrils.
Bian Yuming surrendered without saying a word, leaned over and took a deep breath, and immediately exclaimed: "Girl Ning, you did all this?"
"Of course not." Xu Ning raised her face, "It's all made by a small curtain!"
Su Zimu happened to come out of the kitchen, and when he heard this, his face suddenly turned black. Who is so stupid? Your whole family is too small!
Bian Yuming looked at Su Zimu again as if he didn't know him: "Nephew Su Xian is good at cooking!"
Su Zimu giggled and said, "It's just okay, thanks to Senior Sister Ning's help."
Xu Ning immediately gave you a knowing look, her approval was beyond words.
Xu Yun's face darkened. He didn't want Xu Ning and Su Zimu to get too close, but he couldn't explain it in person, so he couldn't help feeling a little angry.
Bian Yuming asked curiously: "These dishes are all delicious and delicious, but I have never seen them before. What's so special about them?"
Su Zimu pointed to the vegetable basin and said: "This is braised pork, which I am best at; this is braised chicken, which is okay; steamed fish, mainly with no other ingredients, just make up the numbers; this is pot-wrapped pork, and
It's sour and sweet, most suitable for women. I made it specially for Sister Ning. The last one is bamboo shoots and shredded pork soup. It's my first time to make it, so I don't know how it tastes."
When Xu Ning heard this, a bright smile immediately bloomed on her little face. "You have a bright future in your career. Senior sister will protect you!"
Xu Yun's face became a little darker, and his expression was almost unbearable.
Bian Yuming didn't care so much, he picked up a piece of trembling, bright red braised pork, carefully put it into his mouth, and took a mouthful of it: "Not bad, not bad, melts in your mouth, fat but not greasy, good craftsmanship!"
Su Zimu was so convinced that he couldn't close his mouth with laughter: "As long as Uncle Bian likes it."
Bian Yuming suddenly noticed that Xu Yun's expression was not right. After a little thought, he already guessed about it. In the spirit of watching the excitement and not being afraid of big troubles, he greeted: "Brother Xu, please try it. Let me tell you, Nephew Su Xian only
With this cooking skill, you can gain a firm foothold in our Xianfang!"
With that said, another piece of braised chicken came.
It feels a little worse, but not bad.
Xu Yun ate a piece of braised pork, and the clouds suddenly turned sunny. Then he had another piece of pot-wrapped pork, and he became much more cheerful: "I didn't realize that Zi Mu's cooking skills are so good!"
Su Zimu was pretending to be modest for a moment: "Uncle Yun, I'm just at home cooking these days, and there's no way I can compare with a real chef."
Bian Yuming was surprised: "Is there anyone stronger than you?"
Su Zimu wanted to say that I was just a scumbag in our place, but saying so would definitely lead to more questioning, and it involved his own origins, so he couldn't go into details at all.
He could only nod his head and said: "I've heard about it a lot, but I just haven't had the chance to do it."
Bian Yuming was full of regrets: "I can hardly bear what you said... Alas, my first half of my life was really in vain."
Xu Ning spit out a piece of chicken bone and gave Su Zimu an elbow: "Xiaomu knows a lot, doesn't he?"
Bian Yuming's eyes shone, and even Xu Yun was looking forward to it: "Is this true?"
Both of them are the kind of old guys who are relatively old and have basically no hope of practicing. They have no hope of cultivating. Naturally, they will not be as obsessed with practicing as young people, but start to enjoy life.
Although I don’t pay much attention to food and clothing on weekdays, I definitely won’t give up when I encounter delicious food.
I have lived so tiredly in the first half of my life, so why are you being so harsh on yourself now?
Su Zimu regretted a little. He wished he hadn't said so much to Xu Ning just now, but the words had already been spoken, so he couldn't dismantle Xu Ning, right?
He could only nod his head, he is a little bit more knowledgeable, and it is not as exaggerated as the senior sister said, but there are not many ingredients in the kitchen, and the seasoning is also a lot worse."
"Is this happening?" Bian Yuming was not happy, "My dear nephew, if you need anything, just tell me, I will find a solution!"
Su Zimu was a little broken. What should he say? Is it possible that everything is missing? He didn't know where to find those ingredients in the world!
In the end, I could only say something vague: "My nephew's customs are different from other places, and many things are called differently..."
"It doesn't matter, just say it."
Su Zimu carefully recalled the ingredients of MSG, but he could only recall the name monosodium glutamate. He had no idea what it was: "Except for salt and sugar, I asked Uncle Bian to collect some of the seasonings... kelp, shiitake mushrooms and dried shrimps."
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It's okay for him to cook a few dishes occasionally, but it's simply impossible to spend time in the kitchen every day! As for making various seasonings that don't exist in this world, he only wastes that time when he's full.
The reason why he mentioned these things was because he had seen some videos of homemade MSG. It didn’t take much effort anyway, so just make some MSG.
There is no way, his taste buds have long been accustomed to various chemical seasonings. Although the ingredients in this world are natural and fresh, and even have their own spiritual energy, he can't feel the spiritual energy, so he can only eat natural food, and the taste will naturally be greatly reduced.
Exercise is hard work. The longer the time, the greater the amount of exercise. Nutrition must keep up to ensure the consumption of exercise.
With MSG, you can improve the taste to some extent and make yourself eat better. Why not?
Bian Yuming had never heard of these things before, and only after asking carefully did he know what they were.
He asked a lot of questions about cooking and made it clear how to make the dishes on the table, and then left with satisfaction.
Xu Yun didn't say anything, but Xu Ning was unhappy and complained that Su Zimu shouldn't have said so much, as if he regarded the cooking methods of these dishes as his own private property.
Su Zimu didn't think much about it at all. His short-term ambition was to exercise and become successful, and his long-term goal was to make great progress in cultivation, become immortal, and soar in the sky.
What does a few dishes count?
After eating and drinking enough, Su Zimu felt very good about himself. When all the food in his stomach was digested, he immediately felt that his physical strength and other things had returned.
No matter what time it was, I left the shop and went for a run again.
At this time, the news that Su Zimu was determined to succeed in physical training had been spread throughout half of the city by Bian Yuming, a big mouth, bringing a slightly different scenery to this dull place, and even a gambling house offered a bid.
Code, bet on whether Su Zimu can succeed.
As a result, only a few successful bets were made, and a large number were lost, even if the odds were adjusted to the lowest, which made the gambling house very passive and had to stop the project.
If Dute Niang loses, what will I earn?
Bian Yuming was one of the only gamblers who won. It wasn't that he was optimistic about Su Zimu, but he just bet a few spiritual stones to relieve his boredom.
For a time, Su Zimu actually became a celebrity in the Immortal Square. Wherever he went, people took the initiative to say hello, which made Su Zimu confused: Are all monks so enthusiastic?
It's just that the popularity came and went quickly. Before long, no one paid attention to this little guy running around every day.
