Live broadcast: Taoist priest, stop pretending, you are cultivating immortals

"Noodles made from old-leavened noodles have a lot of bacteria, so you need to add alkali to neutralize the acidity."

"Noodles made with yeast powder, because the yeast is relatively pure, so there is no need to add alkali."

"Steaming steamed buns is a technical job. It really tests experience. I will teach you a method. If the skin of the steamed buns turns yellow, it means that too much alkali has been added."

Inside the kitchen.

Jiang Yun took advantage of the free time when he woke up, and called his uncle out of the kitchen to help with the cooking.

The old man looked at the police officer Jiang Dajiang and his apprentice who were leisurely walking around in the backyard, and then looked at the kitchen knife in his hand.

He made a bad face on the spot, and then went out with a knife in his hand.

"Uncle Zhang, the two of us are just having a meal, you won't use a knife, will you?"

"What nonsense, the tradition of Tianyuan Taoism never feeds people who eat nothing. See if there is a basket of peanuts, go peel the peanuts!"

"what?"

Swish!

The kitchen knife slashed across and made a sound, and the two immediately happily peeled the peanuts.

Jiang Yun was in the kitchen and witnessed the whole process, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he smiled.

One thing falls one thing, Brother Dajiang, if you come to the Taoist temple to eat, you must be ready to work.

This is the rule of Tianyuan Taoist Temple, it's not that the poor have a dark belly and want to bully others with the help of their uncle.

"Every layman, don't look at it, let's continue steaming the steamed buns." Jiang Yun took the woken noodles and put them on the chopping board.

The noodle ball, which was originally the size of a watermelon, has now tripled in size.

Sprinkle some flour on the press board, dig out the dough balls, and start kneading the dough.

People who had never steamed steamed buns opened their eyes one after another when they saw the large and small air holes all over the wake-up face.

"The Taoist priest is so powerful, his face looks so soft."

"Chang'an Wazi said, steaming a steamed bun, isn't that something you can do with your hands?"

"Our family has always eaten rice and never steamed buns. This is the first time I have seen someone steam steamed buns [cover face]"

"I have never seen steamed buns, nor have I eaten steamed buns. I suddenly feel that I have never seen the world."

Jiang Yun kneaded the woken noodles until the inside was firm and the outside was smooth and thick, then kneaded it into a cylinder, and kneaded it into small doughs of uniform size.

The dough is kneaded, saved into steamed buns, and then can be put into the basket for a second proofing.

After the second proofing for 15 minutes, you can turn on the fire to steam the steamed buns. After steaming, you can count for [-] minutes.

After Jiang Yun finished steaming, he opened the lid of the pot first, and the water friends in the live broadcast room looked at the evenly sized, snow-white steamed buns in the pot, and their eyes lit up.

"This steamed bun looks delicious."

"The mantou steamed by Daochang, why do I feel that it is better than the ones sold outside? Handmade mantou is quite expensive, right?"

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"The class representative has come out. Let me sum up: first, make the noodles flourish; second: knead the noodles in place; third: wake up the kneaded steamed buns for about 15 minutes; fourth: steam them in the wok for [-] minutes."

"The steamed buns made by Taoist priests are full of girlishness, white, soft and big [dog head saves life]"

"Anchor, you have this skill, why didn't you teach us earlier, I have been eating iron steamed buns for more than 20 days."

Jiang Yun steamed the steamed buns, and the master uncle also prepared the dishes.

Cold cucumber shreds, tomato scrambled eggs, potato ribs stewed beans, and green pepper fried shredded pork.

Except for fried shredded pork with green peppers, the remaining three dishes all contain spiritual vegetables, the steamed buns are very good, and the dishes are also very fragrant.

Police officer Jiang Dajiang and his apprentice, who had been tired all day, shook their cheeks away, and the way they ate scared the monkey two at the same table.

After drinking and eating, they had a cup of hot tea made from the water of the spiritual spring. Both of them had happy smiles on their faces.

However, soon, two streams of nosebleeds sprang from their nostrils.

It wasn't bleeding, it was sprayed out directly. The blood flow was so large that it stained the clothes red on the spot.

The two of them felt hot all over, and the little police officer said with a frightened expression: "Master, it's bad, the food is poisonous!"

Jiang Yun frowned, he looked at his uncle, and found that his uncle was also looking at him.

"Boy, it's a legal society now, did you poison the steamed buns?"

"Uncle, Master Sanqing is here, just for a meal, do I need to poison it?"

Jiang Yun immediately took the pulse of police officer Jiang Dajiang, and he was surprised to find out.

This vein is actually a bit like a general's order, cadenced and turbulent.

Patting the forehead with cold water didn't help, and raising the head didn't help either, the nosebleeds still flowed down.

A few people resorted to the last trick, blocking their nostrils with toilet paper. After only holding on for three seconds, the toilet paper was washed away by the nosebleed.

Outrageous thing, although the two had a lot of nosebleeds, they didn't look like they lost too much blood at all. This is simply an anecdote through the ages.

The water friends in the live broadcast room didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement. Many people started to come up with bad ideas after eating melons.

"It's over, it's hopeless."

"Daoist, if you can't save him later, I recommend you dig a hole."

"Dear friends, you are instigating the destruction of corpses and traces!"

"It's really the first time I've seen the nosebleed like this, will it bleed too much later and die?"

"It's unscientific, the meal at the same table, why are the two priests all right, and the second monkey is all right?"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Jiang Yun's forehead, and he said anxiously: "Everyone in the live broadcast room, please stop making sarcastic remarks."

"Too many nosebleeds in the Taoist temple, death, this is not justified by emotion and reason!"

When he was racking his brains and trying to find a way to stop the bleeding, he suddenly found a golden light coming straight from the southwest to the Taoist temple.

In the golden light, there is a figure of a person and the Taoist robe on his body, which are quite familiar.

I lost it, could it be that Master is back?

The water friends in the live broadcast room found that after a golden light fell into the Taoist temple, Jiang Yun's face changed on the spot.

"Every layman, there is an emergency in the Taoist temple. Today's live broadcast ends here. We will see you tomorrow."

More than 30 people watched the live broadcast room with a black screen suddenly, and were dumbfounded on the spot.

"Fuck, have you seen that golden light, what is that?"

"Master Daoist, you are still young, you can't go on the road of breaking the law, we are not afraid of the shadow, so there is no need to broadcast it!"

"It's over, police officer Jiang Dajiang is in danger!"

"Fellow daoists, let's meet the daoist for the last time tomorrow on the legal channel."

"Master Dao, I am very good at stepping on the sewing machine. If you take that step, you can add me as a friend!"

The golden light fell on the gate of the Taoist temple, and then, a figure came in from the front yard.

Police officer Jiang Dajiang swallowed when he saw the person coming, and lost his voice, "Damn it, Master Chisong, why are you back?"

Jiang Yun's expression was a little joyful: "Master, it's good that you come back, how to solve this situation?"

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Chapter 291 The Old Encounter

Chisong Daochang was wearing a blue Taoist robe, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and a puppy without ears in his arms.

With a faint smile on his face, he didn't say a word, just stood there quietly like that, with a noble demeanor, that was rushing towards his face.

among the crowd.

Martial Uncle Zhang frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple, and then silently retreated behind everyone.

Police officer Jiang Dajiang took his apprentice and took a step back. He did not forget that he personally attended the funeral of Chisong Taoist priest three years ago.

Now that the old Guanzhu King has returned, could it be that he is a fraudulent corpse?

It's broad daylight, uh, something's wrong, it's already dusk, and it's going to be dark soon, according to the nature of urine in movies and TV shows, it's reasonable and reasonable for it to be a little secretive.

"Master, we meet old friends, why are you holding me back?"

"Because I may have seen a ghost!"

"Damn, in Tianyuan Taoist Temple, how is this possible, Tianyuan Taoist Temple is the most effective Taoist temple nearby."

"You are still young, you don't understand, the water here is very deep, you can't grasp it, as a teacher, I won't harm you, just hide behind me." Police officer Jiang Dajiang said earnestly.

His little colleague and apprentice didn't know what was going on, so he nodded obediently.

Hearing what the two said, Taoist Chisong frowned, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He looked Police Officer Jiang Dajiang up and down, and said meaningfully: "Tianyuan Daoist Temple has existed for hundreds of years, how can any evil spirit dare to make trouble here?"

"Da Jiang, the old man has been traveling for more than three years, and you don't even know me?"

Jiang Yun hurriedly pulled Master, pointed at the two who had nosebleeds, and said, "Master, those are trivial matters and can be put aside. What's the matter with their nosebleeds?"

"I don't know what's going on. I suddenly had a nosebleed. After spraying for a long time, I don't necessarily have anemia."

Daoist Chisong put down the puppy in his arms, flicked his sleeve robe, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my disciples, those two guys are only slightly injured."

"Minor injury?"

Jiang Yun looked at the pile of blood on the ground and frowned.

"Yes, the vegetables in the Taoist temple have their own spiritual energy, which is a great tonic. The two of them are weak and cannot be nourished, so it is normal to spray some nosebleeds." Chisong Daochang explained.

Police officer Jiang Dajiang saw that the master and apprentice could communicate and contact normally, so he boldly asked, "Master Chisong, are you a human or a ghost?"

"You boy, do you believe that the practice of re-opening the altar will cut your 50-year luck?"

"Hiss, Daoist Chisong, you were struck to death by lightning, and there was no bones left. Why did you come back?"

Chisong Daochang was stunned for a moment, and after he rang for three seconds, he gave a quite reasonable explanation.

Three years ago, when he was practicing sword in Wudang Mountain, it happened to be a thunderstorm, and he was struck by lightning and fell off the cliff.

As we all know, after jumping off a cliff, some stories will happen.

Taoist Chisong lost his memory. He wandered abroad for three years, and suddenly regained his memory some time ago, so he hurried back to the Taoist temple.

"Master, why do I feel that this explanation is so far-fetched!" the little police officer said weakly.

Police officer Jiang Dajiang nodded in agreement, and then reacted.

He began to shake his head violently, and retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, we both have to believe the Taoist priest's explanation, this explanation is very scientific!"

"It's really not easy for the old temple master to give this explanation. We have to be considerate of the old man."

The three Taoist priests present were all stunned for a moment. Seeing the expression of police officer Jiang Dajiang, the three immediately synchronized.

What do you mean?

Are monks like Pindao unscientific or unreasonable?

This is purely professional discrimination and blatant slander!

Chisong Road Chief shook his head. He stepped forward and tapped on the chests of the two police officers, and their nosebleeds stopped instantly.

It has a real touch, and there are shadows. It is undoubtedly a real person, but the strength is a little bit strong.

The little police officer looked at Mr. Chisong, and silently gave an evaluation in his heart.

"Thank you Chisong Daoist for helping to stop the bleeding, old temple master, are we both going to be fine now?"

Chisong Dao Changyao pointed to the gate of the Taoist temple, and said, "It's really all right, just run down the mountain and just consume your exuberant energy and blood."

"What if the nosebleeds continue after going down the mountain?"

"Then find your wife. She has a way, but it's a bit costly."

"What about singles like my apprentice?"

"It's easy to be single, find a free road and continue running until the body is no longer hot."

After Chisong Daoist finished speaking, he looked at the refreshed Monkey Two and sighed in his heart: "Dajiang, I haven't seen you for three years. How can you be more stupid than this monkey?"