Live broadcast: Taoist priest, stop pretending, you are just cultivating immortality

There is nothing wrong with this tofu, it is an authentic piece of marinated tofu.

The only problem is that it's sour and bad that you can't eat it.

After Jiang Yun commented on the tofu soaked in milk, Taoist Caiyu's face gradually turned red.

This piece of tofu was indeed bought by me when I went down the mountain three days ago. It has been sitting in the refrigerator and no one has eaten it.

I didn't expect that it was broken. I didn't even know such simple common sense. It's so shameful!

She quickly took away the tofu soaked in milk, and then pushed out the plate of fried vegetables.

"Master, little master, I was wrong. I will definitely try the dishes myself next time."

"This stir-fried green vegetable dish, I swear, I swear to my ancestor, I checked the tutorial online and followed it exactly."

"You two try it and see if it tastes good." Taoist priest Caiyu said, raising three fingers.

Click!

A thunderbolt sounded outside, startling everyone.

Jiang Yun looked at the old Taoist Zhang Zhishun, feeling inexplicably terrified in his heart.

Mr. Zhang was holding the soup at this time, looking at Jiang Yun while drinking, and said with a smile on his face: "Boy, try it."

"You are a good cook. Please give me some pointers. I will first drink some soup to quench my thirst."

Jiang Yun looked at Taoist Caiyu who looked expectant and sighed.

Mr. Zhang, you have changed. Why are you now a fellow Taoist rather than a poor Taoist?

However, this stir-fried green vegetable looks quite normal. At least the color, aroma and taste are on the acceptable level, and at most it is a little salty.

Jiang Yun picked up a piece of green vegetables with chopsticks and after taking a bite, he turned to stone on the spot and spit out the green vegetables in his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Master Zhang didn't believe in evil, so he also took a bite, and then he was also petrified on the spot.

He frowned, spit out the green vegetables in his mouth, and asked: "My dear disciple, your food tastes good."

"It's just that the oil tastes wrong. What kind of food did you use to stir-fry?"

"Master, the oil in the Taoist temple is gone. I saw a new bottle of oil, so I picked it up and used it." Taoist priest Caiyu went to the kitchen next to him and brought the bottle of oil over.

The color and luster of this oil are indeed correct. The only thing wrong is that it says lamp oil on the outer packaging.

Netizens in the live broadcast room, although they did not understand, were shocked.

"When cooking with lamp oil, will it explode like this?"

"Taoist Master Zhang accepted her as his disciple, and his merits will definitely be fulfilled in this life."

"With such cooking skills, it would be a shame not to go to the university cafeteria."

"We are college students, not university students. Fellow Taoist, please let me go!"

"That thunderbolt from the blue just now was a reminder from Grandmaster?"

"There are four dishes, one is dark, one is spoiled, and one is inedible. It's all bad!"

…

Elder Taoist Zhang looked at the frightened Taoist Caiyu, and comforted him: "Disciple, accepting you as my disciple is also a blessing for me as a teacher!"

"Fortunately, your senior brothers and sisters didn't eat today, otherwise Xinglin Palace would have been wiped out."

"Okay, you four, put down your chopsticks. It looks like you won't be able to finish this meal."

Jiang Yun looked at Taoist Priest Zhang in surprise, and his expression gradually became serious.

There were only three people in the kitchen. Where did the four people come from? Could it be that Mr. Zhang had food poisoning?

Taoist priest Caiyu gradually became frightened. She moved her stool towards Jiang and asked, "Uncle Master, there are only two of us at the table. Where did the four of us come from?"

"The Taoist temple is not really haunted, right?"

"Fellow Taoist, if you believe in science, where do the monsters and monsters in this world come from?"

"I think the possibility of food poisoning is higher." Jiang Yun shook his head and retorted.

Are you kidding me? What kind of monsters dare to eat in a Taoist temple?

Even if they can't think about it and want to take advantage of a meal, they won't take advantage of it!

He looked at Mr. Zhang and asked, "Mr. Zhang, how many of us are there in total?"

"How many people can there be here? Five!"

"Boy, I'm so old, but I still don't know how to count. How can I still recognize several people?"

"You, me, Xuanyu, Caiyu, Baoyu, how many are there if they are not five?" Taoist priest Zhang Zhishun said impatiently.

The corner of Jiang Yun's mouth twitched. He looked at several dishes on the table and finally placed his suspicion on the vegetable and mushroom soup.

He took a spoon and picked up a few pieces of mushrooms. After looking at them for a while, he sighed.

The case was solved. The mushroom was poisonous. It was indeed food poisoning!

Netizens in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief when they learned that it was poisonous mushrooms.

"It's okay, it's okay. I thought the Taoist temple was haunted."

"The anchor and Mr. Zhang have been practicing for many years and have been going smoothly. Today they almost died here."

“It’s hard to guard against, it’s really hard to guard against!”

"It's not that when mushrooms are poisoned, you will see little blue men. Why does it seem that there is no big problem with Mr. Zhang?"

"What kind of beautiful Taoist priest is this? She is clearly an evil cultivator!"

"No, I just made four dishes. Are there holes in all four dishes? Is this intentional?"

…

Taoist Caiyu was almost crying at this time. She looked aggrieved and explained: "Uncle, I often pick mushrooms in my hometown."

"I really didn't mean this poisonous mushroom. I compared each mushroom carefully and found that they are all edible!"

The two men then helped Mr. Zhang outside the house and began to induce vomiting.

"What are you two doing? I have been practicing medicine for many years. Can I not know whether the mushrooms are poisonous?"

"Boy, you didn't wash your hands, don't pick my throat, I'll do it myself."

"Hey, I'm immune to all poisons. I told you that I wasn't poisoned. Why don't you believe me?"

…

During the process of inducing vomiting, Mr. Zhang kept talking non-stop.

Jiang Yun stretched out his fingers and asked, "Mr. Zhang, look at my hand, how many fingers are there?"

"Hey, ten fingers, what kind of evil tricks have you practiced?"

"No, no, two heads and four arms, what magical power did your master teach you to practice?"

"You kid, you have good talent in cultivation, but you can achieve this, it's really enviable!" Elder Taoist Zhang sighed.

Jiang Yun was silent for two seconds and said: "Mr. Zhang, it's really not me who has developed magical powers."

"You kid, don't lie to me. You haven't mastered magical powers. Could it be that I...the mushroom was poisoned." Elder Taoist Zhang's momentum instantly weakened.

Because he turned around and saw that his apprentice had also developed magical powers with two heads and four arms.

He covered his forehead with his hands and said rather sadly and angrily: "I have been practicing medicine for many years and have treated illnesses and saved countless lives. I didn't expect that today I would be infected by a poisonous mushroom."

"Only the three of us know about today's matter, and no fourth person must know about it. I have a great reputation in this life!"

Jiang Yun was stunned for a moment. He raised his head, looked at the drone he was broadcasting live, and fell into deep thought.

Taoist Master Zhang also found two drones and fell into deep thought.

He slowed down and asked: "Boy, all the netizens in your live broadcast room are very tight-lipped, right?"