Bai Yeling rubbed his face, let himself come back from his fantasy, and walked out with brown sugar and ginger.

He planned to try it out by himself, found the shopkeeper, and borrowed the small kitchen of the inn.

But when I got to the kitchen, I began to feel embarrassed, how to get it?

How much brown sugar and ginger each?

If it doesn't taste good, won't it make the little one uncomfortable?

After thinking about it, Bai Yeling still decided to call Meng Feifei, the chef, over.

"Eleven. ”

A sound fell, and Night Eleven, who came and went without a trace, immediately appeared beside him, sweating all over his head, obviously running back.

Bai Yeling didn't ask him why he was sweating so much, but said calmly: "Call Meng Feifei in." ”

Night Eleven immediately retreated and called Meng Feifei over.

Meng Feifei, who was suddenly called, looked confused.

When he heard that it was the Demon Venerable looking for him, his face turned white with fright.

Hurriedly grabbed Ye Eleven's arm and asked pleadingly, "I...... Have I done something wrong lately? Why is the Lord looking for me......? What is he looking for me for?"

Night Eleven: "......" is suddenly so sympathetic!

To tell the truth, he has been by the side of the Venerable Lord for so many years, and he is afraid of the Venerable Lord, not to mention that he has only been with the Venerable Master for a short time.

It's nice not to be scared.

"The Lord is in the kitchen, maybe he wants you to learn how to cook for the divine doctor. Night Eleven spoke his mind, and in fact, he didn't know what the Lord was going to do.

Today's lord is really strange.

It's weird.

"Can I refuse not to go?" Meng Feifei felt that the dog's life was still important.

"What do you think?" Ye Eleven showed a smiling face: "The Lord asked me to bring you over, if you don't agree, then I have to take you away by forceful means." ”

Meng Feifei was finally pressed to the kitchen.

Bai Yeling was facing a pile of kitchen utensils, not knowing how to start.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned around and said, "Ge'er said to boil water with brown sugar and ginger, what should the deity do?"

Night Eleven: "...... so the things you buy on the street today are all for the divine doctor? What kind of brown sugar and ginger boiling water are also for the divine doctor, right?"

Meng Feifei: "...... haven't I woken up yet?" What did the Lord just say to him? Brown sugar and ginger boiling water?

"How to do it?" Bai Yeling saw that he was slow to answer, and his tone raised a little, with a little impatience.

Ge'er was still waiting for him, and he had to get it back quickly.

"Well, let's wash the pot first...... I'll wash it. Meng Feifei came back to his senses, took a deep breath, walked over, took the initiative to pick up a pot, washed it, and then poured in a certain amount of brown sugar.

Quickly handed the knife and ginger over: "Lord, come, peel the skin, then cut a few small pieces and throw them in and cook them together, and wait for the water to boil." ”

Bai Yeling took the thing and cut off a large section of ginger with a knife.

Meng Feifei: "......"

Night Eleven: "......"

Bai Yeling knew that he had messed up when he saw their expressions, and he was serious, pretending to be casual and kicking the half of the ginger that had fallen on the ground into the gap under the stove with his foot.

Well.

Pretend not to see.

Meng Feifei: "......"

Night Eleven: "......"

Good.

Pretend not to see.

Put the ginger in the pot, cover the lid, and start lighting the fire in the White Tomb.

It's easy to start a fire.

After all, he can start a fire on his own.