Every day with the protagonist, I lose my morals

The sun was setting and the day was about to pass. After Shen Mojue finished the work at hand, he remembered that he had promised Lang Yanshu to bring food back in the morning.

What should I bring?Shen Mojue hesitated for a moment, his eyes lit up as he glanced at the few ribs on the cutting board.

Just ribs soup is ready!It happens that there is some winter melon left on hand, so I will make winter melon ribs soup.

But I don't seem to be able to...

Shen Mojue sighed softly, poked open the system, and planned to take out the recipe to have a look, but saw that the recipe had been upgraded to level two, and there was actually a search function in it.

Shen Mojue poked the search box curiously, tried to enter the five words winter melon rib soup, and a large row of winter melon rib soup recipes popped up immediately.

He's meowing, so exciting!

Shen Mojue poked open one of the lines excitedly, and there appeared a picture and text of winter melon ribs soup.He stared at it once, and he already had a general idea in his mind.

Prepare the ingredients first: pork ribs, wax gourd, sliced ​​ginger, and salt. It seems that this is the simplest method. Simple is good. Shen Mojue likes the simple method the most.

He washed the ribs and cut them into pieces, then washed them again, then prepared four slices of ginger, put the ribs into the pot, and poured cold water until they were three or four inches higher than the ribs, because the stewed soup would be thicker. Appropriate, then boil the water with high heat, and then simmer slowly with low heat.

Shen Mojue threw a few fire talismans in, thinking that it was still early, and it would not be a problem to sit here and watch over, so he took out the "Hundred Herb Collection" that Lang Yanshu threw to him in the morning, opened it and read it carefully.

The content of this "Hundred Herbs Collection" is also in the form of pictures and texts, and it is also accompanied by some short stories, such as a young disciple of a certain sect got a rare spiritual grass by chance, and his skill greatly increased, or for example, the head of a certain sect was accidentally killed. Bewitched by a certain poisonous weed, the body was highly poisoned, and in the end the medicine was ineffective, and he died of madness...

Shen Mojue looked at it with gusto, and suddenly a smell of bone wafted from his nose. The soup was almost done. He quickly put down the book in his hand, cut the wax gourd into pieces, washed them, put them into the pot, added ginger slices and a proper amount of salt, and threw them in again. A few fire talismans went in, slowly boiled the wax gourd until soft, turned off the fire, sprinkled with chopped green onion, put it into a bowl, covered it, and put it into a food box.

Shen Mojue patted off the chopped scallions in his hands, checked the pot and stove, and after making sure that the fire had been completely extinguished, he put away the "Hundred Herbs Collection" and walked out of the Taotie Tower happily with the food box in his hand.

He took out the little paper crane from his arms and blew a mouthful of spiritual energy, and the little paper crane turned into a crane and squatted beside him.Shen Mojue shook the food box in front of it, and said, "This is soup for your master, take it easy, don't spill it on me."

Xianhe nodded obediently.

Shen Mojue climbed onto its back, hugged its neck, and whispered, "Take off."

The crane flapped its wings and flew towards the sky, very safely, more reliable than ever before!

Sitting on the back of the crane, Shen Mojue couldn't help showing envious eyes when he saw a young man dressed in the formal attire of the Lang family's disciple passing by on a flying sword.

After so many days, it seems that the problem of fear of heights has improved a lot, it's time to learn the art of fencing!Stepping on a flying sword and flying back and forth in the sky, I feel very emotional when I think about it!

Not long after arriving at the small courtyard of Lang Yanshu, Shen Mojue quickly jumped up from the crane's back, carrying a food box and rushed to the front of Lang Yanshu's house, and knocked on the door: "Brother Lang, Brother Lang, are you there? "

After a while, a faint voice came from the room: "Yes."

Shen Mojue pushed open the door and saw Lang Yanshu sitting at the table with an ancient scroll with yellowed pages in front of him. He froze for a moment, remembered the business, and said happily, "Boss, look what I brought you. The good stuff is back?"

Lang Yanshu looked up at him.

Shen Mojue leaned over, opened the food box, took out the bucket bowl, and lifted the lid, a rich bone aroma rushed to his face, accompanied by the clear aroma of winter melon and delicious green onion.

Lang Yanshu was stunned.

Shen Mojue fanned the hot air with his hand, and flattered him: "How is it? Is it very fragrant? It is specially boiled for you. It can reduce heat and detoxify, reduce swelling and diuresis, uh..." Shen Mojue stretched out his hand to cover his mouth. The unshielded one is the most annoying, and he tends to cock his tail when he is proud, so he is probably the one he is talking about.

Lang Yanshu glanced at him silently, closed the scroll, and said, "I've already done bigu, after you build the foundation, it's time to do bigu too."

Although the protagonist in the original plot seems to be very keen on being a cook, all his works are used to curry favor with girls, but he has never made a good soup for him.

Lang Yanshu felt strange in his heart, and couldn't help but look at him again. Although the boy in the original plot was keen on cooking, he never dismissed these ordinary ingredients, but he was very fond of spirit beasts. Research, the sudden change of sex made him a little uncomfortable.

Bigu?Shen Mojue scratched his head with a look of horror on his face.don't want!Don't beat him to death!He is a person with a foodie system, and bigu is too cruel!

But the look in the eyes of Lang Yanshu was clearly serious, Shen Mojue let out a groan in his heart, and decided to change the topic.He took out a small bowl, filled half a bowl of thick soup, carefully picked out the bones, put some wax gourd in it, held the bowl in both hands, smiled, and handed it to Lang Yanshu: "Taste it, the last time Don’t you eat pineapple fried rice? It’s okay. Drinking some soup won’t hinder bigu. How about this, when I develop dishes rich in aura, we can practice while eating, so we don’t have to work so hard on bigu , don’t you think so?”

Lang Yanshu said: "Let it go."

Shen Mojue put down the bowl embarrassingly, and looked at him with bright eyes.Langyan Book intends to pick up the scroll and continue reading, but sees him sitting in front of him, showing no sign of leaving.

He didn't take things to heart at first, but it was strange that he felt uncomfortable being stared at by Shen Mojue like this. He raised his head from the pages of the book, met Shen Mojue's gaze, and saw him squatting like a puppy. Looking at himself, he finally asked, "What's wrong?"

Just wait for this sentence!Shen Mojue put his cheeks in his hands and leaned in front of Lang Yanshu: "Boss is so handsome tonight."

Lang Yanshu choked for a while, and after a while, he said slowly: "If you have something to talk about, go back and rest if you have nothing to do."

"I want to learn sword control." Shen Mojue said.

It turned out that he wanted to master swordsmanship, and the stinky boy showed his courtesy for nothing, and it really had a purpose.Lang Yanshu got up, took out a book from the bookcase, turned around and folded it back, and put it in front of him.

Shen Mojue lowered his eyes, and saw a few large characters written in flamboyant and phoenix dances on the cover: Introductory Tips for Swordsmanship.His eyes lit up suddenly, he put the book in his arms quickly, and happily said to Lang Yanshu: "Thank you, boss, then I will go back."

Lang Yanshu nodded slightly.

Shen Mojue walked back happily with the book in his mouth, and when he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said to Lang Yanshu: "Boss, remember to drink the soup, it won't taste good when it's cold." After finishing speaking, he didn't wait Lang Yanshu responded and ran away.

Lang Yanshu couldn't help smiling, and turned his head to look at the soup bowl.

In any case, it was the brat's wish, so he couldn't let it down casually.He walked over, sat down on a chair, picked up the bowl and spoon, and put half a spoonful into his mouth.

The soup was delicious with a touch of sweetness, rich bone flavor, and the soft and delicious winter melon. He couldn't help but drink a few more mouthfuls, and the corners of his lips subconsciously raised, and his originally indifferent heart was slightly warmed. The cooking skills are good, the soup is so delicious, and she is more virtuous than other people's daughters-in-law.

Before I knew it, a bowl of soup had already been eaten.He cast his eyes on the bucket bowl with the lid on, and filled another bowl for himself.

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