Half an hour later, Zhong Lihan finally made two dishes and one soup.
"It looks like it's okay:?"
As a result, I just picked up a piece and put it into my mouth, and my whole face was distorted.
He resisted vomiting and mustered up the courage to try two other dishes, but...
Each one is more unpalatable than the last, and the taste is also weirder than the last.
"I definitely didn't perform well just now. As the saying goes, once it's new, it's the second time it's familiar. I'll definitely do it well this time."
Zhong Lihan was not discouraged, and quickly poured the two dishes and one soup into the bucket of water, destroyed the corpses, and started his second attempt.
As a result, his tongue and mouth experienced a second cruel push.
When he was ready for the third time, he thought with a sullen face.
Today's bullshit has really been blown away.
The third time... the fifth time...
By the end of the trial, his entire mouth was numb and he had no consciousness.
At this moment, two Inner Disciple walked to the door. After seeing Zhong Lihan inside, they were so frightened that they almost ran away.
"Teacher, teacher, Grand Martial Uncle!"
"What are you looking at?"
At this moment, Zhong Lihan was in a bad mood, and they were at gunpoint.
"No, no, no... I didn't look at it, my little brother didn't look at anything."
Both boys were about to cry.
It's been so long and I haven't been able to cook the dishes yet. Zhong Lihan is very irritable.
"Why don't you get out of here?"
Just when the two disciples were planning to climb a little further, Zhong Lihan suddenly stopped them again: "Wait a minute, come here." "
"Teacher, teacher, Grand Martial Uncle."
The two disciples didn't dare to go there at all.
Zhong Lihan glared fiercely.
The two of them had no choice but to move over cautiously, like turtles crawling.
Zhong Lihan glanced at the two of them with disgust, pointed at the two dishes and one soup on the table in front of him, and ordered, "Eat."
The two young men tremblingly picked up the chopsticks, with a look on their faces like they were about to be guillotined, and slowly picked up the vegetables and started eating.
Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to have any strange expressions, Zhong Lihan breathed a sigh of relief.
The voice was no longer as fierce as before, and even a little softer. "How does it taste?"
"It's... very good."
"Yes, yes, it's good, it's good."
The two disciples quickly put down their chopsticks and stood up straight, like primary school students being taught a lesson by Dean of Students.
Zhong Lihan's mood improved again, and he picked up the slightly dark plate of Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs in front of the two of them. "Try this again."
The two Little Brother boys quickly picked up their chopsticks and ate Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs.
"How's it going?"
"This...this is pretty good too."
"Yes, yes, it's pretty good."
The two disciples did not dare to show any disdain and nodded quickly.
"Delicious?"
Zhong Lihan blinked, did he perform exceptionally this time?
The two Little Brother chickens nodded like they were pecking at rice.
"It's delicious."
"It's really delicious."
In order to show that they were telling the truth, the two disciples picked up the ribs and stuffed them into their mouths without even looking at them.
When Zhong Lihan saw this, his face turned dark instantly and he took the plate back:
"It's so delicious and you still eat so much? If you all eat it, what will my woman eat?"
Should we let him do it later?
What should I do if I try it again and can't perform as well as I should and can't taste the same again?
"Teacher, teacher, Grand Martial Uncle..."
The two disciples dropped their chopsticks to the floor and were about to cry.
"Uncle Master, do you want to eat?"
A vigorous voice suddenly sounded at the door.
"Sect Master!"
Help, Grand Martial Uncle is really scary, they are really scared!!!
When the two disciples saw Sect Master, it was as if they were seeing their biological father, and they ran over with tears in their eyes.