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Chapter 606: It's Cool in Summer

When they heard that Yu Sheng was going to make soy sauce fried rice, everyone sitting in the inn pricked up their ears and focused on the kitchen.

Needless to say, Yu Sheng's craftsmanship was outstanding, but he rarely cooked after he became famous, and it was difficult for the people in the town to enjoy rare delicacies.

Now I spend the rest of my life in the kitchen tinkering with new dishes, and many people are aroused by just hearing a name.

However, they were disappointed this time. When Yu Sheng tried to redeem the "Soy Sauce Fried Rice" recipe in the system, the system told Yu Sheng that this recipe could not be redeemed.

“Although the systematic soy sauce fried rice is absolutely delicious and authentic, it is not the taste of ‘soy sauce fried rice’ that you want.”

The system told Yu Sheng that if he wanted to make the "soy sauce fried rice" that Yu Sheng loved in his previous life, he had to explore it himself.

The system also issued a task for this purpose. After Yu Sheng makes and masters his favorite "soy sauce fried rice" cooking method, he will start to train his sense of taste.

Forgetting the taste and all that, a very important question now confronting Yu Sheng is that the meals he cooks without recipes for the rest of his life will be terrible.

Seeing my aunt sitting on a stool drinking wine and blinking her eyes waiting for his "soy sauce fried rice", Yu Sheng couldn't help but think of the scene when Aunt Qing tasted the rice with great expectation.

到时候清姨不揍他,那绝对是爱到骨子里了.

"What should I do?" Yu Sheng murmured in his heart, biting the bullet and preparing the ingredients.

"Why don't you take action yet?" Aunt Qing asked Yu Sheng curiously.

"Soy sauce fried rice is not a simple meal. It requires a lot of time and preparation, especially the soy sauce. It is better to choose traditional old soy sauce..."

When Yu Sheng couldn't make up any more, Cao'er went into the kitchen with Qiuqiu in his arms, "Is the soy sauce fried rice ready? I want to be the first to try it."

When she followed the little monk, "I will be the second one."

"The soy sauce fried rice is not good, but there are a lot of soy sauce ones." Yu Sheng prepared to bite the bullet.

"Hitting soy sauce?" Cao'er looked back at the little monk, "Who is soy sauce? What's your new nickname, shopkeeper? Why are you hitting me?"

"Grandma, soy sauce, go and pick vegetables for me outside." Yu Sheng handed them a basket, but Cao'er refused.

"I won't go out to pick vegetables on this hot day. I'm not a waiter in a shop. I'm a doctor. The consultation fees you paid while you were lying in bed were enough to keep us entertained for a while."

Cao'er stopped the young monk and refused to let him go to help. There was no hair covering his shiny forehead. What if it was overcooked by the sun?

Yu Sheng had no choice but to see water drawn from a well next to him, and an idea flashed in his mind.

He waved his hand casually, and the water in the bucket fell into the bowl in front of Yu Sheng, turning into a rectangular popsicle.

He handed these popsicles to Cao'er and the little monk, "Here, hold them to cool off. Can you go out to pick vegetables now?"

Cao'er picked up a piece of "Kacha" and took a bite. The cold and sweet taste moistened her heart and lungs, making her feel refreshed. The scorching sun outside was nothing to worry about.

"Go, go now, but when you come back, you have to make a few more of these ice cubes for us." Cao'er bargained.

To suddenly taste the taste of ice on a hot summer day, this kind of happiness cannot be expressed in words.

"Okay, you go quickly." Yu Sheng waved his hand, and after they left, he took out a small bucket, and with a wave of his hand, there were many mahjong-sized ice cubes in the bucket.

He put Aunt Qing's rice wine into the ice bucket, "Wait a minute, it will have a different taste after it is cold, it will definitely make you upside down."

Aunt Qing was doubtful, but she still waited patiently for a while, and poured herself a glass when it was almost done.

She shook it gently, and the smell of the wine was not as strong as that of warm wine. The faint aroma of the wine filled the air, making people calm down naturally.

Taking a sip into the throat, the coldness stimulates the flavor of the rice wine and stimulates the throat, making people groan and exhale a cool breath to take away the heat.

"Good, good wine." Aunt Qing praised, and couldn't wait to pour herself another glass.

Yu Sheng went to the well to fetch a bucket of water, poured some honey into the bucket, and added some sugar exchanged from the system.

Cao'er led the little monk in just in time, and the ice cubes in the bowl had bottomed out.

Yu Sheng took the vegetable basket and snapped his fingers. The water in the bucket immediately turned into ice cubes. "Okay, you two take it out and share it with everyone."

I don’t know how the popsicles were made in my previous life, but this bucket of popsicles is absolutely unprecedented in the wilderness and is enough to seduce the folks outside.

Cao'er took a bite first, and the popsicle in her mouth was sweeter than the one before.

What's even more amazing is the honey added to it. This honey was sent by bee demons and has various floral flavors.

She hurriedly filled two large bowls for herself, and then she and the young monk carried the buckets out.

The others were absentmindedly paying attention to the kitchen. When they saw the little monk and Cao'er carrying out a bucket, Ye Zigao immediately ran over.

"Hey, shopkeeper Yu actually made a big bucket of soy sauce for stir-fry..." Ye Zigao was startled when he saw the contents in the bucket, "Ice?"

Cao'er and the little monk each held a large bowl. She put the ice cubes in her mouth, bit them, and said vaguely: "Try it, it's really delicious."

"This thing tastes better when eaten in the sun." The little monk, who was also busy eating, raised his head and said to Ye Zigao, and followed Cao'er out holding the bowl.

Ye Zigao was doubtful and put the ice cube in his mouth and chewed it. His eyes suddenly showed surprise. Just as he was about to take it again, the barrel had already been taken away by the black girl.

For a moment, the folks in the inn got into chaos and grabbed the ice cubes in the ice bucket.

The young monk and Cao'er, who had eaten ice first, were sitting on the steps. As soon as they took a bite, they heard the sound of a carriage coming from the stone bridge.

When I looked up, I saw a group of sweaty slaves driving a cart, followed by a group of sweaty martial arts masters, walking towards the inn under the leadership of sweaty people sitting in bamboo sedans.

They walked in a hurry, and the horses' hooves clattered forward without any need to catch up, almost pushing the fat man's buttocks carried by the slave in front of him.

The face of the slave who couldn't hold the horse was so frightened that his face was dark and red. Fortunately, everyone wanted to rest quickly and no one blamed him.

"It looks so hot." The little monk with the ice cube in his mouth turned to Cao'er and said.

Cao'er nodded, and they made a "hissing" sound at the same time, feeling the coolness of the ice cubes. Compared with these passers-by, a sense of happiness arose spontaneously.

The passer-by quickly arrived at the door. Before the bamboo sedan could fall, the little fat man had already struggled to land on the ground and walked towards the steps of the inn with his short legs.

"It's so hot, it's so hot." The little fat man was eager to leave the scorching sun, but he stopped as soon as he reached the first step.

I had just escaped from the torment of two rounds of scorching sun, and my body was so hot that my heart was tingling.

Under such circumstances, when the little fat man saw two people holding a bowl of ice cubes and chewing them "kacha, kacha", one can imagine the impact.

Caught off guard, the bowl the little monk was holding disappeared. When he looked up, it was in the hands of the little fat man.

The little fat man stuffed ice cubes into his mouth and said to the little monk: "Hey, I bought these ice cubes. How much does it cost? My family is not short of money."

Yu Sheng happened to be in the lobby. Because there were not enough ice cubes in the bucket, he had no choice but to bring out another bucket in the face of the villagers' shouts. He happened to hear what the little fat man said.

"Hey, you're not short of money." Yu Sheng put down the bucket and said to Ye Zigao eagerly, "I like these people who are not short of money the best."


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