Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Taoist priest Zhang Zhishun looked at Jiang Yun, who looked disbelieving, and complained: "You kid, you are not clean now."

Jiang Yun took a breath and almost couldn't breathe. Why did he call himself unclean?

Slander, this is definitely slander!

Netizens in the live broadcast room also started to boo.

"What on earth did the Taoist Master do behind our back? Why is it so unclean?"

"While watching the live broadcast, my heart suddenly shook, and I unconsciously took out a handful of melon seeds."

"The national uniform mirror was infected by the biochemical matrix and died tragically. The Taoist priest will not..."

"Good guys, Taoist Priest is so lucky to have fans like you. There are no scandals, just forced scandals!"

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Taoist priest Zhang looked at Jiang Yun's sad and angry expression and said, "You kid, your heart is not clean now. You are such a simple child now."

"Do you think everyone is just like your master, who has trained you since childhood in the name of doing good for you, like washing clothes, cleaning Taoist temples, cooking..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually became quieter.

Finally, he muttered: "Boy, don't say it. You really don't want to say it."

"For Master, it's really good to have you as a disciple."

"You really have to do it as early as possible to raise a disciple."

Jiang Yun originally felt that it made sense, but he looked at the old Taoist Zhang who was gradually showing weakness and nodded thoughtfully.

The tradition of Tianyuan Taoist Temple cannot be lost!

It’s really important to raise an apprentice as early as possible!

Netizens in the live broadcast room also laughed at Mr. Zhang's huge contrast.

But everyone laughs, and this point does not feel at all inconsistent when it comes to raising children.

In an instant, many netizens woke up!

"No wonder my parents have made me cook and wash dishes since I was a child. It turns out they are too lazy to do housework!"

"I understand, I understand, I understand everything. Give birth to a child, let him wash dishes, cook and do housework, and then praise him more, that's OK."

"Does it count as pua? Have I been pua by my parents for more than 20 years?"

"It can't be counted. This is called filial piety, and it's also called inheritance. My future children must inherit my fine traditions."

"Hey guys, is this how parents born in the 90s and 00s raise their children?"

"No, let alone getting up in the morning to make breakfast and send the children to school. My children have to bring me a breakfast after they get up, and then take the school bus to school by themselves."

After everyone finished carrying the Chinese medicine, they changed their clothes.

Taoist priest Caiyu excitedly brought the two of them to the dining hall in the backyard of the Taoist temple and introduced the lunch he had prepared.

An unknown paste, a stir-fried vegetable, a bowl of tofu soaked in milk, and a pot of vegetable and mushroom soup.

Jiang Yun looked at this lunch and subconsciously frowned.

I have been working hard in the kitchen for many years, and I have some experience in various major cuisines.

Of the four dishes on the table today, I was unfamiliar with half of them, especially the mushy dish, which looked quite weird.

An ominous feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

The wild boar that Mr. Zhang Laodao had raised sniffed twice after entering the dining hall, then turned around and left without a trace of hesitation.

Xiaobai was also a little abnormal, and even shrank his head into Jiang Yun's arms.

Elder Taoist Zhang's face became obviously gloomy, and he asked: "My dear disciple, what are you cooking?"

"Master, this paste is biscuits cooked in milk. This dish is my favorite stir-fried vegetables and tofu soaked in milk. I think it should be delicious too."

"These vegetables and mushrooms are even more rare. I personally went up the mountain and found the wild vegetables and mushrooms according to Baidu Encyclopedia. They must be very nourishing!" Taoist Caiyu explained.

Jiang Yun looked at the plate of milk-cooked biscuits and frowned gradually.

Although the biscuits boiled in milk are a bit unconventional, they cannot be considered a dark dish, but this plate always feels a bit darker.

Taoist Caiyu noticed the change in Jiang Yun's expression and explained, "Uncle Master, what's the problem?"

"In these milk-cooked biscuits, I only put half a bottle of oyster sauce and nothing else!"

Jiang Yun: "Ah?"

Xiaobai: "Tweet?"

Master Zhang: "Huh?" Netizens in the live broadcast room: "Huh?"

In the hearts of everyone, it was like thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past.

"What kind of dark cuisine is this? I can't understand it."

"Milk-cooked biscuits, I feel like I can give it a try, but what the hell is that with oyster sauce?"

"New Oriental: Fortunately, this Taoist priest didn't come to my place, otherwise it would really ruin the sign!"

"No, why is it half a bottle?"

"For fuel consumption, one bottle lasts a month. Use half the bottle for the first time and the rest for a month."

"My sister cooks seaweed and egg drop soup with half a packet of chicken essence."

"At first glance, she looks like a girl who can cook. Taoist priest is very lucky."

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Jiang Yun looked at Mr. Zhang with confusion and asked, "Mr. Zhang, didn't you say that your apprentice can cook?"

Taoist priest Zhang Zhishun nodded and said, "Yes, isn't this good?"

"Mr. Zhang, tell me the truth. Who cooks the food in your Taoist temple?"

"On weekdays, they are all old men. When I go out to travel, naturally they are all big disciples."

"Boy, give me some face, eat as much as you can, and give your child some confidence."

"Besides, the food is ready, so we can't waste the food." Elder Taoist Zhang explained.

Jiang Yun's mouth twitched, he sighed, picked up the bowl, and hesitated for a long time.

Having said all that, there is no escaping today’s meal.

After all, when Chinese people waste food, they always have an innate buff.

Looking at the sky, I had calculated everything, but I didn't expect that there would be such a kitchen killer holy body in Taoism.

Could it be that the master's calculation was actually very accurate? He should indeed go south and should not go north to Xinglin Palace.

Among the four dishes, he hesitated for a long time, and finally chose the normal-looking tofu soaked in milk.

After taking a brief sip, Jiang Yun put down his bowl and chopsticks, covered his mouth with a piece of paper, and spat out the half mouthful of tofu.

He raised his head at an angle of 45 degrees. After a moment of silence, he looked at Caiyu Dao's expectant eyes and remained silent for another moment.

"You're a good cook, but you've developed a tricky tongue."

"Monks should live a simple life and cultivate themselves. Is this tofu so unpalatable?" Taoist Master Zhang complained.

He picked up a piece of tofu and took a bite. Then, like Jiang Yun, he took out a piece of paper and spit out the tofu.

He looked at his apprentice's expectant eyes and fell into silence as well.

Netizens in the live broadcast room looked at the two people, and their curiosity suddenly rose.

Although everyone has some psychological expectations, it's not like they don't say anything.

Not to mention, Taoist priest Caiyu has the standard height and loli face of a royal sister. She has been recognized by many netizens in the live broadcast room just based on her appearance.

"What does it taste like? Is it that bad?"

"Even if the little girl's cooking is a bit unpalatable, she should still praise it appropriately."

"Why do I feel that the Taoist priest's eyes are gradually becoming clearer?"

"Why are you vomiting? It's a waste of food. Don't eat it for me!"

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Jiang Yun looked at Taoist Zhang Zhishun and asked, "Mr. Zhang, do you say it or should I?"

"Hey, boy, it's better for you to do it. I'll take a sip of soup and press it down."

Jiang Yun looked at Taoist Caiyu's expectant eyes and said, "This dish is quite good, just this tofu..."