Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Chapter 29 You Know That You Still Eat

Back at the peak, Song Yizhi plunged into the kitchen, but this time what wafted out was not the fragrance but the bitter taste of the medicinal materials.

Rong Yueyuan walked to the door of the kitchen and looked at the earthen pottery pots on the stove, the bitter smell that permeated the air came from inside.

With the spiritual power manipulated by Song Yizhi, he rubbed the black lacquer ointment into pills of the same size, and then coated them with a layer of sugar.

After finishing, Song Yizhi beckoned Rong Yueyuan to come over, "Try it."

Rong Yueyuan walked up, picked up a pill and put it in his mouth suspiciously.

The sugar coating on the outside is not too sweet, just within the range that Rong Yueyuan can accept, but when the sugar coating is broken, a bitter taste fills the mouth.

"..." Rong Yueyuan swallowed the pill whole, with a bitter taste in his mouth that can make people lose their sense of taste, "How much bitter grass did you put?"

"A little bit." Song Yizhi quickly packed the pills and handed them to Rong Yueyuan, seeing him wanting to refuse, said, "Bitter grass can neutralize many medicinal properties, and there is no disadvantage except that it is a little bit bitter."

Rong Yueyuan felt a slight change in Tian Danli just when he was about to reject these bitter pills.

The pill that he swallowed had already melted, and its power spread to the dantian along the meridians, and the thin black thread wrapped around the villain's body loosened a little.

It was a very small change, but Rong Yueyuan still felt it.

It's not that he didn't let the second elder see the residual poison in his body, but the second elder said that he couldn't get rid of the poison because of his poor medical skills.

Afterwards he went to the Valley of the Medicine Kings, and the owner of the Valley of the Medicine Kings read what he said and waited for him to check the books to see if there was a solution.

The two masters with top medical skills and alchemy were helpless, and Song Yizhi, a little girl, could solve it so easily?
Rong Yueyuan suppressed the surprise in his heart, reached out to take the box, and asked casually, "Really?"

Song Yizhi has too many secrets.

"For example, bitter grass must be added to the blood jade palm lotus as medicine. The blood jade palm lotus has overbearing medicinal properties, and it is very easy to explode when taken directly. Adding bitter grass is not the same. It will not reduce the medicinal properties and ensure safety." Song Yizhi cited a example.

"Of course, the bitter grass can only neutralize the medicinal properties, and the blood jade palm lotus still needs to be processed in a special way to remove the toxicity." Song Yizhi added, "Unless it is used to fight poison with poison, it cannot be directly used as medicine."

Thinking of Song Yizhi's fearless behavior of eating blood jade palm lotus as a dish, Rong Yueyuan couldn't help but said, "You still eat it if you know it."

Knowing that the blood jade palm lotus is highly poisonous, she still eats it as a dish. Is she big-hearted or not afraid of death?

Song Yizhi choked for a moment, and said stubbornly, "These are two different things!"

Medicine and cooking are different!

Rong Yueyuan didn't want to speak, because on the one hand, he couldn't say it, and on the other hand, his mouth was too bitter to speak.

Song Yizhi poured a cup of scented tea and handed it over.

After drinking a cup of tea, the bitterness in Rong Yueyuan's mouth became lighter.

"This is scented tea made from blood jade palm lotus, is it fragrant?" Song Yizhi saw Rong Yueyuan's eyebrows stretched, and said something.

Rong Yueyuan: "..."

Is this murder?
"It's not poisonous." Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan's slightly complicated expression, and couldn't help being happy, "You can drink this scented tea for the next period of time, it will be good for you."

Rong Yueyuan responded, and then couldn't help thinking that he really let Song Yizhi mess around.

"Song Yizhi." Rong Yueyuan put the teacup on the stove and asked a question he had always wanted to ask, "Why is there no foul smell in the food you cook?"

What a cultivator fears most is the accumulation of turbid qi in the body. If too much turbid qi accumulates in the body, the meridians and dantian will be blocked, which will make the cultivation slower and slower, and eventually it may be impossible to continue to practice.

Most of the methods of ingesting turbidity into the body are due to eating. There are a lot of turbidity in whole grains, and even specially cultivated spiritual plant vegetables will also have turbidity.

Therefore, most people will choose Bigu Dan instead of eating after foundation establishment.

But the food made by Song Yizhi didn't have any foul smell, and he noticed it the first time he ate something made by Song Yizhi.

Moreover, it's fine if there is no turbidity, but it seems that if you eat too much, you can accumulate spiritual power?

"No?" Song Yizhi raised his hand and scratched his head, looking at Rong Yueyuan in confusion, "I haven't noticed, or is it because the food I eat is too complicated?"

Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi with a dazed expression, and suddenly understood why the Great Elder didn't stop Song Yizhi from eating, and why those ancestors in the back mountain would eat what Song Yizhi made.

This kind of cooking talent is indeed a bit scary.

Rong Yueyuan warned, "Don't make food for others casually."

Mu Xiuyu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, and Song Yizhi's talent is already top-notch. If she hadn't been obsessed with the one-acre-three-point land, I'm afraid there would be more dangers around her.

Moreover, Song Yizhi was stared at by many people, if she was letting others know about her terrifying culinary talent, she would only be more dangerous.

Song Yizhi nodded, and she asked while tidying up the stove, "What would you like to eat, Fifth Elder?"

"It's okay." Rong Yueyuan is not picky about food.

Song Yizhi nodded, and while it was still early, she was going to get the beef jerky out.

It is cumbersome to make beef jerky. It needs to be marinated and then air-dried. After air-dried, it needs to be steamed, and finally it needs to be cooled and smoked.

Ten catties of beef jerky needs nearly thirty catties of fresh beef, and Song Yizhi would not be so stupid as to do the knife herself. She directly manipulated her spiritual power to cut the beef into thin strips.

The cut beef was placed in the barrel, and she manipulated her spiritual power to mix the marinade with the beef evenly, then covered the wooden lid and put it aside to marinate for flavor.

Once the busy work is done, it's almost time to make dinner.

After dinner, Song Yizhi went to practice sword.

When Song Yiheng came over, Song Yizhi was squatting by the ditch, the lantern hanging on the bamboo pole emitting a soft light.

The location of the bamboo house has not changed, but the pool has been removed. There are several canals winding across the field. The pool is not far away, and it looks like a fish pond in the distance.

Looking at the changed peak, Song Yiheng's eyes fell on his younger sister.

The fifth elder is not around, so he should be practicing in the house. My sister is very capable, and she tossed the peak like this in a short period of time.

"Brother." Song Yizhi shouted, then took his hand out of the ditch, and threw the water drop on his hand towards Song Yiheng.

Song Yiheng raised his hand to wipe off a few drops of water on his face, looked at Song Yizhi who was smiling happily after succeeding, and said softly, "Mother knows about your skipping class today."

The smile on Song Yizhi's face froze.

"Song Ningfeng's quiz is about to start, and mother doesn't have time to come to you." Song Yiheng added.

Song Yizhi heaved a sigh of relief, then took up a pool of spring water and poured it towards Song Yiheng, "Bad brother, you will scare me!"

Song Yiheng turned sideways to dodge slightly, he walked up and pulled Song Yizhi up, "Song Ningfeng is very busy with Xiaoce, mother asked Huaizhu to go back to help, and I will assist the fifth elder next."

Song Yizhi raised his head to look at Song Yiheng who was much taller than her, and bent his eyes, Concubine Sly looked at her own brother, "Brother, how could you call Senior Sister Huaizhu by name, you should call her Senior Sister just like me!"

If you don't call me sister in the next year, your mind is a bit wild!

(End of this chapter)