lose?

It is impossible for Pei Zhinan to let this word appear in him.

I can't tolerate it at all.

In the past, the reference was Li Qingming, but now he has become Yu Baiwei unknowingly.

Isn’t it just cooking?

is it hard?

Pei Zhinan has no experience in this area, but it does not prevent her from being confident.

Even if she has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs running away.

Isn’t cooking just about lighting a fire and cooking?

It couldn't be simpler.

Just based on the dishes she had seen and tasted before, Pei Zhinan felt that she could easily reproduce them perfectly. Even with her talent, the appearance and taste could be even better!

——A witch should be confident.

As for what dish he was going to come up with to severely dampen Yu Baiwei's energy and teach her that she would only lose again and again, Pei Zhinan had already made up his mind.

In terms of prosperity, the Monster Clan from eons ago was really not much worse than the Human Clan today. Naturally, they also had a profound foundation, and they were not the mindless people that the Human Clan said today, who only knew how to fight and kill.

Then I will teach you who know how powerful my demon tribe is only the finale of grand ancestor worship banquets!

Pei Zhinan has always been resolute and did what he said.

If you, Yu Baiwei, are willing to use materials, then I will be willing to use them even more than you!

Speaking of treasures from heaven and earth, does Pei Zhinan have less in her storage box than you, Yu Baiwei?

Oh, just wait and lose!

Pei Zhinanyu waved his hand, and a small mountain of treasures appeared on the kitchen table, and the dense aura dispersed.

"Thousand-year-old star miscanthus, ghost bone vines from Baigui Cave, ghost-faced clams from Juehun Pond, dried thousand-legged human-faced worms..." She pointed out carefully, "there is still one main ingredient missing."

As soon as she stood on the spot, she returned to the kitchen carrying the fresh main ingredients and put on a serious expression as if she was facing a life-and-death battle.

This battle can only be won!

Just spent half a stick of incense...

Pei Zhinan looked at the indescribable object that looked like charcoal in front of him and fell into deep contemplation.

"Why is that so?"

"It's just one dish. Is it possible that I, Pei Zhinan, can't cook it well?"

"There must be something wrong with the stove!"

If the stove could speak human words, he might spit a mouthful of salt soda directly into Pei Zhinan's face.

My latest flame crystal smart stove is energy-saving and environmentally friendly, smokeless and odorless, and has large or small firepower. It is not only convenient for cooking food at home and traveling, but also can be used as a fire source for alchemy, and can even be used to kill people and destroy corpses.

Are you saying there's something wrong with me?

"Yes, it must be so!"

Pei Zhinan loosened his frown, and his confidence returned. The problem was with your stove, not her.

So she moved to another stove.

Then......

Still a piece of coke.

"..."

"How does Li Qingming do his job? The stove at home is so broken, and he doesn't know how to repair it?" Pei Zhinan still frowned, and couldn't help guessing: "Yu Baiwei is still too clumsy. He can just make porridge and forget about it." What damage did the kitchen make?"

It could be anyone's problem, but it couldn't be her problem anyway.

Until the third failure.

The fourth failure...

The tenth failure...

The fifteenth failure...

Pei Zhinan still doesn't think it's her problem, but it has turned from black carbon to a slightly colored dough ball. What's wrong with her?

"It doesn't matter, the food is about taste but not shape."

"My taste is definitely a thousand times better than that of Yu Baiwei's!"

Pei Zhinan said to himself, and suddenly threw the satisfactory finished product in his hand into the fire.

She must be better than Yu Baiwei in every aspect!

How can you be so lazy?

Pei Zhinan pondered with cold eyes, recalling every previous operation without getting tired of it, and considered it over and over again.

finally......

She pulled out a handwritten recipe book.

Her lame mother-in-law forced it on her before she went out, saying that sooner or later she would be useful.

Pei Zhinan didn't take it seriously, thinking that he would never need it in this life, but who knew it would come in handy today.

Pei Zhinan briefly browsed through it a few times and raised his eyebrows slightly.

This recipe, handwritten by her mother-in-law, was so detailed that even her demanding temperament found it very satisfying. Not only were the ingredients used and when and what ingredients were added in the order, but also how to use spiritual power. Control the temperature of the kitchen fire.

"With this recipe? Why should I bother?"

"Yu Baiwei? Nothing."

But no one in the world has any rules. If you follow the recipes one by one, you can make state banquet-level dishes.

"Aniang, Aniang, are you okay?"

Pei Zhulu, who was waiting outside, was a little tired. He couldn't help but want to push the door open to take a look. After pushing it, he found that he couldn't push it, so he could only shout through the door.

"Don't bother me, hurry up."

Pei Zhulu was very obedient and ran to the courtyard to have a good time before returning and continuing to knock on the door.

"Aniang, Aniang, are you okay now?"

After a while, Pei Zhinan's cold response came from inside.

"Wait, right now."

This wait,

It went from early morning to noon.

The little guy really couldn't wait any longer. He climbed onto the roof just now, trying to find if there was any crack through which he could take a peek.

The longer Li Qingming waited, the more panicked he became.

At first, he might have had a little hope, but the longer he waited, the more uneasy he became.

If Pei Zhinan really had decent cooking skills, he wouldn't have just randomly roasted a rabbit that year, and she would have become the shocking face of the heroine in the previous life's online novel.

As for Yu Baiwei, her back was straight.

The bulging chest seemed to swell again.

——Confidence swelled.

I waited and waited until the kitchen door opened.

Then came Pei Zhinan's cold face: "Come in."

Li Qingming was still hesitating. Yu Baiwei beside him had already walked in and brought out her bowl of mud. The little guy even rushed in early, looking left and right.

Li Qingming took a deep breath and walked inside to find that Pei Zhinan had arranged a formation for some reason, making the room as dark as night.

Pei Zhinan said calmly, "This famous dish is the finale of a grand banquet such as worshiping ancestors. Its beauty can only be highlighted in the dark night."

After hearing this, several people actually had more expectations in their hearts.

Observing everyone's expressions in his eyes, Pei Zhinan couldn't help but reached out and pinched the lid of the round basin on the table, and slowly opened it.

In the faint heat, a brilliant stream of light actually rose up and lingered above the head.

"Wow~"

The little guy screamed out loud. She had never seen such a battle before. She raised her head and jumped a few times, trying to catch the little stream of light with her hands.

The dark caisson is already there (another name for the ancient ceiling)

There are little fluorescent spots, like twinkling stars.

Li Qingming was also a little fascinated by what he saw. If nothing else, this stunt was already eye-catching enough.

Does this witch really have some talent?

With such thoughts in mind, Li Qingming lowered his head and looked at the disc on the table, his heart skipping a beat.

In the disc that took up most of the table, there was actually a circle of fish heads with their heads raised, the fish's lips were slightly open, and the eyes were dull but reflected a little light.

It's like admiring the beauty of this starry sky.

dish name,

--"Looking at the stars"

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