I let you cultivate immortality, not bring harm to the immortal cultivation world!

After hearing the noise, Li's father and mother came out.

"Xiao Yu, don't try this dish. Auntie's cooking doesn't taste good." Li's mother said self-deprecatingly.

It seems that the moment she gave up cooking, Li's mother no longer cared about these things.

In layman's terms, she let it go.

"Auntie made it specially for me. Even if I am full, I must try it!"

Li Zhengtong just said so. As a guest, if he didn't try it, it would be a bit of a disrespect to the host.

Qin Yu picked up the chopsticks and looked around the black dishes on the plate. He really couldn't eat it.

'What are these copied? How big a fire must be to make it so mushy? '

In the end, Qin Yu made the same decision as Li's father.

"Haha, auntie, I think this soup is not bad. Let me try the soup first!"

'This soup... at least it belongs to the category of food. ' Qin Yu complained in his heart.

"Don't eat if you're full, Xiaoyu."

Because of Li Xiaojiao's previous experience, Li's mother wanted to stop him and prevent any more trouble.

But Li Zhengtong had already found an empty bowl and served Qin Yu soup.

"Brother Yu, you have a good eye. This is my mother's specialty. Pearl or something green soup. The name is not important. Try it quickly. The taste is absolutely delicious."

Qin Yu glared at Li Zhengtong, thinking that you will cry later.

Taking the bowl, Qin Yu looked at the unknown food in the bowl that was green, sticky, and looked like big snot, and he was still a little scared.

'How much technology must have been added to make it like this. '

Qin Yu simply closed his eyes and didn't see it.

He pecked gently along the edge of the bowl and tasted it carefully.

'Sticky, slippery, and sweet, just like drinking honey-flavored snot...'

"How is it?" Li's mother asked nervously.

Qin Yu smacked his lips, then took another sip and commented: "The taste is OK, at least better than the free dishes of Xuantian Sect."

A light flashed in Li's mother's eyes.

"But maybe the heat is not well controlled. It seems that you are not skilled enough in cooking this dish."

"My evaluation is that you have a certain talent for cooking. You can cook more often. The taste will definitely be better when you are skilled."

"And Tongzi has a strong talent in tasting food. You can let Tongzi taste it after you cook it and let him give you some advice. It will definitely be of great help to your cooking career."

Li's mother was overjoyed, and the flame that was about to go out in her heart seemed to be injected with new energy and burned again.

Li's father was heartbroken and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had fallen into the abyss of hell again.

He wanted to rush up and sew Qin Yu's mouth shut.

'Can I beg you to stop talking? '

Li Zhengtong froze in place, but he didn't expect to get burned by his backhand.

Qin Yu looked at Li Zhengtong proudly, 'You want me to drink the soup, right? I'll make you drink this soup every time you go home. '

Qin Yu didn't know how much his words hurt Li's father. He didn't know that Li's mother had decided to give up cooking.

This move was just aimed at Li Zhengtong, and the others were injured by mistake.

However, Qin Yu also left a way out for others in his words. He said that Li's mother was not very skilled yet, and the taste would be better when she was skilled.

If Li's father could get this point and make reasonable use of it.

Then Li's mother might only cook in person when Li Zhengtong came home in the future.

The key is whether Li's father can think of this.

"Quick, Xiaotong, try the soup made by your mother and see if it tastes good."

Li Zhengtong didn't expect to be punished so soon, 'Sure enough, it's better for people to be honest and decent. '

Li Zhengtong gritted his teeth, scooped a small spoonful of soup, drank it gently, and his expression suddenly twisted.

He would rather drink ten bowls of original tofu brain than drink this sip of soup again.

"How is it?" Li's mother asked expectantly.

Li Zhengtong frowned and said tactfully: "Everything else is OK, but it's a little too sweet. Mom, how much sugar did you put in it?"

"Sugar?" Li's mother was surprised: "I didn't put sugar in it. This is chicken soup. Why should I put sugar in it?"

Li's mother took a spoon and drank a sip of soup, then frowned, picked up a piece of black candied sweet potato and took a bite.

After Li's mother frowned and swallowed the food, she said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I confused salt and sugar."

Then Li's mother said to herself: "No wonder when making candied sweet potatoes, they were almost fried and the sugar color could not be fried. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pull out the silk. It turned out that it was not sugar, but salt."

Everyone present was speechless.

Qin Yu complained in his heart, 'Just the sweetness of the soup just now, if it was replaced with salt, it would be choking! '

In comparison, the lethality of replacing it with sugar is still much smaller.

Qin Yu felt so lucky.

Then, Li's mother took out a small notebook from the space ring and wrote it carefully, 'Article 1388: Be careful not to mix up salt and sugar! '

Qin Yu looked carefully and found that the cover of the small notebook was written "Precautions for Cooking".

"Wife, didn't we agree not to cook in the future?"

Mother Li glanced at Father Li, "Didn't you hear Xiaoyu say that I have a talent for cooking? If I don't cook, wouldn't it be a waste!"

"Then don't you still want to learn the tea ceremony?" Father Li wanted to fight for it again.

"It's okay. I can learn to cook and learn tea ceremony at the same time. My third sister can do it, so can I."

"I will cook a big table of dishes for you in the future, and make tea for you. Look how happy you will be!"

Father Li felt that this was a bad start.

He looked at Li Xiaojiao's room desperately, thinking that he was too lenient this time.

......

No words all night!

The next morning, Li Xiaojiao woke up with a hundred times more energy and jumped to Father Li.

"Dad, I had a dream last night. Guess what I dreamed about?"

Father Li raised his eyelids and looked at Li Xiaojiao, then sighed, "You dreamed that your mother decided not to cook anymore."

Li Xiaojiao was shocked, "Dad, how did you know?"

"Because...it was just a dream!"

At the dinner table!

Father Li said to Li Zhengtong: "Your cousin will probably arrive in Wusheng City at noon today. You can pick him up then. Then you can go to the meeting hall of the sect together. Your uncles and I are waiting there."

"I have heard your third uncle talk about the effect of the elixir every day these days. My ears are almost callused. Now that your cousin is back, let's see it for ourselves."

"Okay, Dad!"