Exploding cute kitten princess: Xianzun, don't mess with me

Chapter 183 A Mudslide in the Immortal World
Mo Xiaoxian frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

When she recovered, the three were still arguing, Mo Xiaoxian interrupted them and asked Qingluan, "Can you cook?"

Qingluan shook her head: "Cooking is such an inelegant thing, how could I do it?"

Mo Xiaoxian looked at Taotie, and Taotie also shook his head: "I know how to eat."

……

Mo Xiaoxian looked at Yingzhao, who directly threw her a cookbook.

Mo Xiaoxian took it happily, turned a few pages, and said confidently: "Tonight, I will let you all have a taste of the legendary Man-Han Banquet."

As soon as Taotie heard about the food, she was extremely excited, and waited for her full banquet full of joy.

Unexpectedly, when the sky was so dark that it couldn't get any darker, I finally saw Mo Xiaoxian coming out of the kitchen with a small bowl of pork rib soup. Taotie looked left and right, and made sure that there was only a small bowl of pork rib soup, not enough for him to stuff his teeth. Dissatisfied, he asked, "Where is the Manchu Banquet?"

"In the kitchen."

As soon as Mo Xiaoxian finished speaking, Taotie blew into the kitchen like a gust of wind, and then saw a few plates of unknown objects on the table, which were so dark that it was hard to see what they were, and there was a strong smell of paste.

Taotie exited the kitchen in disgust, and stopped Mo Xiaoxian again: "You are lying, there is no kitchen at all!"

"I've said it before, you are a beast, not a human."

……

Taotie looked at her aggrieved.

Mo Xiaoxian couldn't bear it, and said: "The ones on the table are."

Taotie looked disgusted: "Can you eat that kind of dark stuff?"

"You can eat and see."

"I'm afraid of being poisoned to death."

……

Mo Xiaoxian became angry: "Are you looking down on Yingzhao's recipes, or my cooking skills?"

Taotie thought of course that he looked down on your cooking skills, but he didn't dare to say it out, and went back to the kitchen hesitantly, trembling, leaned in front of the plate, resisting the urge to turn his head and run away, took a hard bite, and then puffed. He spat it all out with one sound, his face wrinkled into a ball in an instant, and he drank a large bucket of water to suppress the weird taste in his mouth.

Taotie stopped Mo Xiaoxian again, and complained: "You lied to the beasts, you can't eat them at all!"

Mo Xiaoxian asked in surprise, "Did you really eat it?"

Taotie nodded in confusion: "Yes, I took a bite."

Mo Xiaoxian patted him with one hand: "Good boy, I will put more incense sticks on you every Qingming Festival from now on."

……

Why does this sentence sound so familiar?

Taotie was wronged, did she intentionally take revenge on herself?
But he was wronged, this sentence was obviously said by Qingluan!
What about the Manchu Banquet?What the hell are those dark things?He, who is not picky, can't eat it, okay?

Taotie begged for mercy and said, "Then leave me a bite of your pork rib soup."

"No." Mo Xiaoxian immediately took small steps, and quickly moved away from Taotie. She wasn't lying, she also wanted to make a full feast of Man Han, four bowls and eight dishes, which sounds very rich, but the ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny .

She clearly followed the recipe strictly, and the resulting dishes were all black, with no color, aroma or taste, which can be called a mudslide in the dark cooking world.

After ruining three dishes, Mo Xiaoxian decided to give up. As the saying goes, nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up.Once she gives up, these things are not difficult at all.

So, the result of staying in the kitchen all afternoon was a small bowl of pork rib soup.

Mo Xiaoxian walked into Xianzun's room with the pork rib soup.Immortal Fuli held the scripture in his right hand, raised his eyes to look at her, and then turned his eyes back to the scripture.

Then he suddenly discovered something, and looked at Mo Xiaoxian in surprise again, and the mahogany tray in her hand, on which was a bowl of soup.

　Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up, there is nothing wrong [doge]
　　
　
(End of this chapter)