Lu Qingqing: To satisfy people's curiosity, people firmly believe that there is a descendant of the God of Food in the North, rather than insisting that there is none, it is better to pinch out one of the real and the false.

If the other party wants to send someone to the Northland to investigate deeply...... Her men are not dead.

If one day her ability to confuse words and illusion can achieve the effect of bewitching and hypnotizing people, then many things will be very simple.

Anyway, now she has to pretend to be a trick.

In the second half of the night, the kind of grass that Lu gently said was brought back.

This kind of grass is verdant and green, the edge of the leaves is jagged, at first glance it looks a little similar to mint, but the leaves are larger than mint leaves, this is the jelly grass, when she got out of bed at the dock, she was quite surprised, it was hot enough, although she was not afraid of the heat, but when she saw this jelly grass, she immediately remembered the smooth jelly, and especially wanted to roll up her sleeves to make it and eat.

I didn't expect to have a chance so soon.

Although Xinghua's teacher can't completely see the depth, it is obvious that there is an evil fire in his body, so he is particularly afraid of heat, and he has put so many ice cubes in the room, and he doesn't know if there is any way to eat shaved ice and cold drinks here, but it shouldn't be wrong to please him according to his preferences, anyway, Lu Qingqing just wants to show such a flattering meaning.

Lu gently sorted out the weeds, removed the yellow leaves, and then washed them.

She washed a large pot of the jelly grass she brought back—mainly to instruct the maid in the big kitchen to wash it, and then sit in a pot to boil water, pour the washed moist jelly grass into it and cook it for a few minutes, and then use big chopsticks to scoop it up and put it in a bamboo basket to dry.

At this time, she looked at all the details in the big kitchen, and then found that the seasonings here are mainly the most common ones such as salt, sugar, sauce and vinegar, which are less than what she carries in the space, either because the owner here has a light taste, or the conditions are limited, or there is none.

She looked at the two dishes that were not taken away or returned there, and suddenly her face was a little miserable, she ate rotten pig food during the day, and thought it was difficult, but she didn't expect that the dishes here were also rotten, the yellow, yellow, green and green I don't know what vegetable leaves, and I lost my appetite at a glance.

She asked, and a servant told her that she had been withdrawn because it was too unpalatable.

Sure enough, this is not a normal level, otherwise it would be too scary.

But the man said that the main thing was that it was cold, and it was delicious when it was hot.

Lu lightly held a suspicious attitude, and secretly dipped some vegetable soup to eat while people were not paying attention, and the result was ......

Hehe, this is called delicious?

It's bland and tasteless, like pig food, she is strange, if you want oil and oil, you want seasonings and seasonings, how can it be made with such a taste?

Now that I think about it, she hasn't eaten anything delicious since she entered the country, I'm afraid it's not that others embarrass her, but that the whole country has such a level of cooking skills. When I was in Qinghu City, I didn't have this experience, mainly because there were no vegetables there, and I mainly nibbled on some fruits and barbecued meat every day, so I naturally couldn't taste how to cook.

Thinking about these things in her head, she wrapped the dried jelly grass in gauze and rubbed it vigorously, rubbed out the juice, and rubbed it to rotten, the juice flowed into the basin, and the residue in the gauze was thrown away.

The juice was a pale green, foamy and floating crumbs, and in order to make the jelly more beautiful, she filtered it and then boiled it in the pot.

This boiled for more than an hour, boiled into dark green and a little sticky cold powder water, and then mixed with the ground rice milk, while stirring constantly, until it became a thin paste, and then put it there to stand, and waited until it became a dark green and almost black gelatinous substance, and the cold powder was ready.

Lu lightly asked for some ice cubes to chill the cold powder, and then grinded the sugar into fine sand with a small stone, the sugar of the powerful people is powerful, white flowers, especially clean and transparent, and the particles are clear, the current sugar making technology of the Qinglu tribe is not so good, and the production is either brown sugar, and if it is white sugar, the color is not pure.

It would be nice if there was mint water, she used to add mint water to eat cold powder, which was refreshing and cool, especially delicious.

She dug up a spoonful of cold powder to eat, it was tender and jelly, but it was easier to break than jelly, it tasted good, and it was quite successful, and it was almost dawn at this time, Lu gently asked people to put a bowl of cold powder, sprinkle it with sugar, and send it to the master's house.

Xinghua watched the whole process for a long time, and at this time he personally went to deliver two copies.

Lu Qingqing stood outside the door like a chef waiting for the customer's evaluation.

The knife whispered, "Why did you do this?"

Seeing the chieftain doing such a thing relentlessly, he felt very uncomfortable.

Their all-powerful chieftain actually wants to please others like this, which makes him feel particularly useless.

And just relying on such a bowl of things, can you really please this person?

Lu Qingqing also whispered: "Since they took us away from Duke Liu, they should use our meaning, a person who is difficult to tame if he does not eat oil and salt or a person who likes to ponder and eat when he is judged to put down his body to please him, which one will you be more satisfied with and more at ease?"

Knife frowned, thinking.

"Alas, when we come here, we can only take one step at a time, if we can, I hope to be able to take root here, for this goal, what is it to lower our posture for the time being?"

Lu Qingqing had an idea in his heart, to join the Holy See to get a big backer for himself, and then set up a small shop here to sell snacks.

It's not difficult to join the Holy See, but it's a bit ridiculous to open a snack bar, but if the cooking skills of the people in Shangguo are so bad, her snack bar must be doing well.

She is not greedy for money, she wants to take root here, she wants to develop, the north is either unable to get things out, or can't take out their hands, what is more harmless than a food craft, more acceptable to the public?

However, these people are very concerned about the passing on of the god of food, and they are not asking for their own death by raising the banner of food?

At this time, Xinghua came out of the room and looked at Lu Qingqing with a strange gaze: "The thing you made, the teacher eats well." ”

Lu was overjoyed.

"I really can't see it, you still get this kind of thing, and you will prescribe the right medicine, I thought you would only fight and kill. Xinghua said, but the person he brought was able to make the teacher eat a whole bowl of things for the first time, and he was quite satisfied, and Xinghua's face was also bright.

"What else would you do, appetize, cool off. ”

Lu thought lightly, "I have to think about it, I also listen to what others say." ”

"Then you can stay here first. Xinghua gently arranged for Lu to live in this house, but sent the knife back.

Is this really treating her as a cook?

However, it is a good thing that there is no danger on this trip, and she and Dao silently celebrated the rest of their lives after the catastrophe with a bowl of cold noodles per person.