Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 290 Return of Chief Chisong

As we all know, there is a very controversial issue when steaming steamed buns. Do we need to add alkali?

Just like whether tofu nao should be eaten sweet or salty, the two factions are also at odds with each other on this issue, especially in the north.

Jiang Yun waited for the surface to ferment, and looked at the camera to popularize science: "Everyone, I have said it many times, everyone must believe in science."

"Noodles made from old-leavened noodles have a lot of bacteria, so you need to add alkali to neutralize the acidity."

"Noodles made with yeast powder, because the yeast is relatively pure, so there is no need to add alkali."

"Steaming steamed buns is a technical job. It really tests experience. I will teach you a method. If the skin of the steamed buns turns yellow, it means that too much alkali has been added."

Inside the kitchen.

Jiang Yun took advantage of the free time when he woke up, and called his uncle out of the kitchen to help with the cooking.

The old man looked at the police officer Jiang Dajiang and his apprentice who were leisurely walking around in the backyard, and then looked at the kitchen knife in his hand.

He made a bad face on the spot, and then went out with a knife in his hand.

"Uncle Zhang, the two of us are just having a meal, you won't use a knife, will you?"

"What nonsense, the tradition of Tianyuan Taoism never feeds people who eat nothing. See if there is a basket of peanuts, go peel the peanuts!"

"what?"

Swish!
The kitchen knife slashed across and made a sound, and the two immediately happily peeled the peanuts.

Jiang Yun was in the kitchen and witnessed the whole process, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he smiled.

One thing falls one thing, Brother Dajiang, if you come to the Taoist temple to eat, you must be ready to work.

This is the rule of Tianyuan Taoist Temple, it's not that the poor have a dark belly and want to bully others with the help of their uncle.

"Every layman, don't look at it, let's continue steaming the steamed buns." Jiang Yun took the woken noodles and put them on the chopping board.

The noodle ball, which was originally the size of a watermelon, has now tripled in size.

Sprinkle some flour on the press board, dig out the dough balls, and start kneading the dough.

People who had never steamed steamed buns opened their eyes one after another when they saw the large and small air holes all over the wake-up face.

"The Taoist priest is so powerful, his face looks so soft."

"Chang'an Wazi said, steaming a steamed bun, isn't that something you can do with your hands?"

"Our family has always eaten rice and never steamed buns. This is the first time I have seen someone steam steamed buns [cover face]"

"I have never seen steamed buns, nor have I eaten steamed buns. I suddenly feel that I have never seen the world."

Jiang Yun kneaded the woken noodles until the inside was firm and the outside was smooth and thick, then kneaded it into a cylinder, and kneaded it into small doughs of uniform size.

The dough is kneaded, saved into steamed buns, and then can be put into the basket for a second proofing.

After the second proofing for 15 minutes, you can turn on the fire to steam the steamed buns. After steaming, you can count for [-] minutes.

After Jiang Yun finished steaming, he opened the lid of the pot first, and the water friends in the live broadcast room looked at the evenly sized, snow-white steamed buns in the pot, and their eyes lit up.

"This steamed bun looks delicious."

"The mantou steamed by Daochang, why do I feel that it is better than the ones sold outside? Handmade mantou is quite expensive, right?"

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"The class representative has come out. Let me sum up: first, make the noodles flourish; second: knead the noodles in place; third: wake up the kneaded steamed buns for about 15 minutes; fourth: steam them in the wok for [-] minutes."

"The steamed buns made by Taoist priests are full of girlishness, white, soft and big [dog head saves life]"

"Anchor, you have this skill, why didn't you teach us earlier, I have been eating iron steamed buns for more than 20 days."

Jiang Yun steamed the steamed buns, and the master uncle also prepared the dishes.

Cold cucumber shreds, tomato scrambled eggs, potato ribs stewed beans, and green pepper fried shredded pork.

Except for fried shredded pork with green peppers, the remaining three dishes all contain spiritual vegetables, the steamed buns are very good, and the dishes are also very fragrant.

Police officer Jiang Dajiang and his apprentice, who had been tired all day, shook their cheeks away, and the way they ate scared the monkey two at the same table.

After drinking and eating, they had a cup of hot tea made from the water of the spiritual spring. Both of them had happy smiles on their faces.

However, soon, two streams of nosebleeds sprang from their nostrils.

It wasn't bleeding, it was sprayed out directly. The blood flow was so large that it stained the clothes red on the spot.

The two of them felt hot all over, and the little police officer said with a frightened expression: "Master, it's bad, the food is poisonous!"

Jiang Yun frowned, he looked at his uncle, and found that his uncle was also looking at him.

"Boy, it's a legal society now, did you poison the steamed buns?"

"Uncle, Master Sanqing is here, just for a meal, do I need to poison it?"

Jiang Yun immediately took the pulse of police officer Jiang Dajiang, and he was surprised to find out.

This vein is actually a bit like a general's order, cadenced and turbulent.

Patting the forehead with cold water didn't help, and raising the head didn't help either, the nosebleeds still flowed down.

A few people resorted to the last trick, blocking their nostrils with toilet paper. After only holding on for three seconds, the toilet paper was washed away by the nosebleed.

Outrageous thing, although the two had a lot of nosebleeds, they didn't look like they lost too much blood at all. This is simply an anecdote through the ages.

The water friends in the live broadcast room didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement. Many people started to come up with bad ideas after eating melons.

"It's over, it's hopeless."

"Daoist, if you can't save him later, I recommend you dig a hole."

"Dear friends, you are instigating the destruction of corpses and traces!"

"It's really the first time I've seen the nosebleed like this, will it bleed too much later and die?"

"It's unscientific, the meal at the same table, why are the two priests all right, and the second monkey is all right?"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Jiang Yun's forehead, and he said anxiously: "Everyone in the live broadcast room, please stop making sarcastic remarks."

"Too many nosebleeds in the Taoist temple, death, this is not justified by emotion and reason!"

When he was racking his brains and trying to find a way to stop the bleeding, he suddenly found a golden light coming straight from the southwest to the Taoist temple.

In the golden light, there is a figure of a person and the Taoist robe on his body, which are quite familiar.

I lost it, could it be that Master is back?

The water friends in the live broadcast room found that after a golden light fell into the Taoist temple, Jiang Yun's face changed on the spot.

"Every layman, there is an emergency in the Taoist temple. Today's live broadcast ends here. We will see you tomorrow."

More than 30 people watched the live broadcast room with a black screen suddenly, and were dumbfounded on the spot.

"Fuck, have you seen that golden light, what is that?"

"Master Daoist, you are still young, you can't go on the road of breaking the law, we are not afraid of the shadow, so there is no need to broadcast it!"

"It's over, police officer Jiang Dajiang is in danger!"

"Fellow daoists, let's meet the daoist for the last time tomorrow on the legal channel."

"Master Dao, I am very good at stepping on the sewing machine. If you take that step, you can add me as a friend!"

The golden light fell on the gate of the Taoist temple, and then, a figure came in from the front yard.

Police officer Jiang Dajiang swallowed when he saw the person coming, and lost his voice, "Damn it, Master Chisong, why are you back?"

Jiang Yun's expression was a little joyful: "Master, it's good that you come back, how to solve this situation?"

(End of this chapter)