"It's not for you to give up on the matter of restoring your appearance, but for you not to put all your expectations on something as illusory as the Rebirth Flower. Perhaps, there is no such thing as a rebirth flower of seven blooms and seven defeats. Seeing that Wumeng was still dead-headed, Lin Miao couldn't help but get angry.

It's not that he harmed him like this, why did he talk to himself so fiercely. Besides, I also hope that he will recover his appearance soon, and it will definitely be good for him. Why does he look like he is indispensable for guarding against people, where is the most basic trust between people?

"No, I must make a rebirth flower, not only to restore my appearance, but also to prove that I am the best chef in the whole world. The person who can make a rebirth flower is the one who has the highest cooking skills. Umeng's tone was unmistakable.

Lin Miao shook his head and shrugged his shoulders at Ling Rui, his expression seemed to say, he had met the tip of the bull's horns.

Ling Rui smiled at her gently, and then began to appease Wumeng's feelings, "Sect Master, I think that as long as we do our best, we will definitely be able to make a rebirth flower." Didn't Lin Miao use the fermentation method to make the rotten reborn flowers into something with a unique flavor? In this sense, this can be regarded as a start and a defeat, and it is the first of the sevenfolds. ”

"That's right!" Wumeng was overjoyed: "Lin Miao, didn't you just let the rotten ingredients 'come back to life'?" In other words, we have every hope of making a rebirth flower that blooms seven times and loses seven times. ”

Lin Miao frowned, looking at Wumeng like a snake spirit, "Where is it so easy." What I'm doing here isn't a resurrection at all, nor is it a one-off defeat, right? This is waste utilization. ”

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"Do you think I'm hiding something? Deliberately not telling you the details of the rebirth flower? Umeng asked.

"That's right!" Lin Miao said bluntly.

"Then I'll show you what I usually do." After Wumeng finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing a pair of bruised and purple hands.

First, Umeng selected bitter gourd, fungus, bamboo shoots, and kelp from the ingredients and cut them all into thin strips, and then he opened a wooden box and took out a strange ingredient from it, only to see that the leaves of the ingredients were green, the shape was small, the flesh was fat, and the color of the stems was slightly red, and each one was very large.

"What kind of ingredient is this?" Lin Miao asked curiously.

"It's a purslane." Umeng said casually.

Purslane? I think I've seen this ingredient in a book. I remember that the description in the book is "an annual herb, whole plant**." The stems lie flat or recline, lying on the ground and scattered, multi-branched. ”

If I remember correctly, this ingredient is a heat-clearing and diuretic, why did Umeng add this ingredient to it?

Lin Miao reviewed the ingredients he used, and suddenly, he was shocked.

"Wait a minute!" Lin Miao stopped Wumeng.

"What's wrong? What a fuss. ”

"Did you add all these ingredients according to your own ideas? Or is there a recipe that instructs you to do this? Lin Miao thought it was incredible, and the ingredients he added together were too strange.

"These are all my own thoughts, why do you always think that there will be such a thing as a recipe, didn't I just say it? Rebirth Flower is a legendary dish, there is no recipe, and there is no explanation of the ingredients to match, all the qiē needs to be tried and figured out by yourself. Wumeng couldn't help but be a little angry, Lin Miao's appearance was completely like he didn't believe himself.

He is the leader of the dark cooking world, why should he be looked down upon by her little girl, he is always suspicious and guarded.

"No, you misunderstood me." Lin Miao hurriedly apologized to him.

Seeing that her attitude was sincere, Wumeng did not mean to deliberately find fault, so he explained to her, "These ingredients are the best combination of flavors that I have come up with after many experiments." ”

"Really?" Lin Miao looked at him suspiciously. How did she think that it was impossible to make something delicious with these combinations.

"If you don't believe it, just wait a while, and when I make it, you can taste it yourself."

Umeng ignored her and went straight to work on what he was doing. He chopped the purslane into minced pieces, then put it in a stone mortar, mashed it into a puree, and then put it in a small bowl for later use.

Looking at the turquoise purslane mud in the bowl, Lin Miao's face twitched, what the hell is this? It feels like the phlegm spit out of the Hulk.

Next, Umeng takes a portion of white and tender tofu, then cuts it into square pieces, first removes the brine from the tofu in boiling water, then takes it out, mixes it with the various fines of the ingredients that have just been cut, and finally, pours the purslane green juice on it.

"Alright, done." Wumeng patted the slag of ingredients on his hands, and then pushed the bowl that looked like shallots mixed with tofu and summer shaved ice in front of Lin Miao.

Lin Miao's face twitched even more, can you eat this thing? You're kidding me, aren't you?

Seeing Lin Miao's disgusted and frightened expression, Wumeng took a small bowl, divided some of it, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and then nodded with satisfaction, "Hmm!" Great, it's the best I've ever made. Taste it. ”

"I'll try it." Seeing that Lin Miao was slow to move, Ling Rui knew that she was frightened by the appearance of this dish, even though Wumeng tried it first, she still didn't dare to eat it. He was busy relieving himself, picked up a small bowl, and divided some of it.

Ling Rui scooped up a small sip and put it in his mouth, and as soon as he took a sip, his face changed, and he didn't know whether it was surprise or pain, he was stuck there very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong? Is it unpalatable? Lin Miao couldn't help but swallow her saliva with difficulty, she saw Ling Rui like that, and she also knew that it was not delicious, so she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable for him.

"What words! What does it mean to be unpalatable? Is there anyone you don't believe in people? No matter how I say it, I'm also the best cook in the dark culinary world. No one has ever said that my food is unpalatable. Wumeng was unhappy when he heard Lin Miao ask. Turning his head to see Ling Rui's appearance again, he was even more unhappy. "What's the matter with you kid? Say it's delicious, put it down if it's not delicious, what's the matter with being stunned here? Have you never eaten something so delicious and been shocked? ”

After thinking about it, the latter was the most likely, and Umon couldn't help but smile smugly.

Ling Rui was embarrassed to swallow or vomit, so he had to pretend to cough, his hand turned into a false fist, and he coughed a few times against his mouth, and then spit out the dish into his palm without a trace.

Then, he shook his head at Lin Miao without a trace, and motioned for her not to eat it, the taste was too unpalatable.

Lin Miao saw Ling Rui shaking his head at him, and immediately understood, this thing was very unpalatable. However, her interest was instantly hooked, how unpalatable would it be? Why am I suddenly so curious about pinching?

She also scooped a spoonful and put it in her mouth. Before Ling Rui could stop her, Lin Miao had already put it in her mouth and tasted it.

Sour, sour, astringent, slippery, greasy, cold and warm, this taste is really weird and weird. Lin Miao also felt that she couldn't swallow it anymore, she just wanted to vomit it, but a chill came from her arm, which made her tremble all over, and she swallowed the dish she wanted to spit out.

"Ahem! Phew, cough cough is over, I actually swallowed it. Lin Miao wanted to cough up the mouthful of vegetables, but unfortunately she had swallowed it completely and couldn't cough it out at all.

Wumeng's face darkened, "What do you two mean by this, is the thing I made so unpalatable?" ”

It's so unpalatable, he can't taste it? Lin Miao looked at him suspiciously.

Then, she walked briskly to the shelf, picked up salt, garlic, and pepper, and returned to Umeng.

"I want you to cooperate with me and do a test." Lin Miao stood in front of him without saying anything, and his tone was unquestionable.

"What test, how does it work with you?" Ummon asked curiously.

Lin Miao first filled a bowl of boiled water, asked Wumeng to rinse his mouth, and then, pointing to the salt, said to him, "Taste it, what does it taste like?" ”

"Does this need to be tasted? The salt is, of course, salty. Wumeng frowned, what does this little girl mean, do you think I'm old and confused? Don't even know what salt tastes like?

Lin Miao shook his head, insisting on letting him taste it.

Wumeng looked at her suspiciously, twisted a little salt with his fingers, put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

"Huh?" Umon looked down strangely, then put his hand into the salt again, and this time, he grabbed more salt, put it in his mouth, and smacked his mouth to taste it.

Suddenly, he froze.

"How?" Lin Miao asked.

"How can this be? How can this salt be completely tasteless? Umeng's eyes widened in disbelief, the first time he put less salt in his mouth, he didn't taste anything. He thought it was because the portion was too small. The second time, he put a lot of salt in his mouth, but it still didn't taste good.

He shook his head in horror, "Impossible, impossible, how could I not taste it?" ”

"You try this again." Lin Miao handed him a garlic that he had peeled in his hand and motioned for him to taste the spicy taste of the garlic.

Umeng hurriedly reached out and took the garlic, put it in his mouth and chewed it. The more he chewed, the more frightened he looked. Then, he reached out and snatched the whole garlic left in Lin Miao's hand, and before he had time to remove the garlic skin on the surface, he threw it in his mouth and chewed it.

"How is that possible! How can it be like this, I can't taste the garlic taste, there is no spicy taste at all, I don't feel it at all. Umeng shook his head as he spat out the garlic he had chewed in his mouth.

"Would you like to try this again?" Lin Miao handed him the raw green pepper in his hand.

Umon shook off her hand and knocked the green pepper flying.

"What the hell do you want?" Umeng snorted, his nostrils spewing out a thick rage, like an angry bull. R1152