"Then ginger slices, mushrooms, onions, meat, alcohol, and salt. You can also turn the vegetables over and add salt and seasoning..."

Hong Ling's speaking speed suddenly accelerated, and she quickly changed her body shape in front of several pots, and for a moment, afterimages appeared...

"Hey, wait, wait, slow down!"

Hong Li didn't finish her yawn, so she quickly opened her eyes and looked around, only to see that the ingredients suddenly seemed to have changed their appearance, familiar yet strange...

It wasn't that she couldn't see Hong Ling's movements clearly, but as she was looking at the pot, that pot changed wonderfully, and then the wonderful reaction in the pot just ended. She was still thinking about what the previous step was.

What's going on...

Probably, like bending down to pick up a pen in math class?

"Okay! Xiaoli, come and serve the food! Have you learned the lesson?"

Hongling smiled and turned her head and encouraged: "Isn't it very simple?"

"No! It's not right at all!"

Hong Li's eyes were in a trance, and she suddenly came back to reality. She shook her head and waved her hands wildly: "This is not how cooking is done! This is different from what I do!"

"Huh?"

Hong Ling tilted her head: "But, this is how cooking is..."

"No, no, it should be like this..."

Hongli said and was about to get started: "Let me show you..."

"Hey, don't, don't, don't, eat first, eat first!"

……

"Have you seen my soup, mother-in-law?"

Po Meng continued: "Although I don't know the taste of this soup, I am sure of its effect. That girl's cooking should be like this..."

"You mean..."

Hei Yang frowned and tried to understand: "You said Hongli's craftsmanship is as bad as yours? Well, no, if you think about it this way, Hongli's soup is still much less powerful than yours, which proves that she is still good at it.

It’s not hopeless...

Since you have been able to get into this position despite your seniority, my Xiaoli might also be able to make up for it in the future..."

Po Meng: "?"

"Do you really want grandma to do something that violates the rules for public officials?"

Po Meng's face was expressionless, but Hei Yang was horrified to find that the handle of the spoon in grandma's hand was deforming...

"Ahaha, I must be joking about that, keep talking, keep talking..."

Hei Yang pulled his mouth to signal himself to shut up: "Yeah!"

"Hmph, if you keep talking nonsense, grandma will perform a big show of old people beating children on Naihe Bridge today in front of so many dead souls."

Po Meng snorted coldly: "At that time, you will be like grandma, becoming an unprecedented person, and there will probably be no one after you. You will be spread as a legend in the three thousand worlds.

Well, it’s just that the people in the story are usually deceased!”

Hei Yang: "..."
Chapter completed!