When Su Chen had made seasonings at home, he had prepared a huge batch and sealed it all in jars. He kept some at home, gave some to everyone else, and stored the rest in his storage space.
For barbecue, seasoning was the soul.
With the seasoning just right, the grilled meat tasted absolutely delicious.
Of course, the grilling technique was important too.
Bai Luo accepted the jar without ceremony and said, "Thanks."
"Teacher Bai, there's no need to be so polite."
Over on Lin Wanxue's side, she heard Su Chen and Bai Luo talking. While preparing the little crab bear, she said to Bai Luo, "Master, Su Chen doesn't just make delicious barbecue and meals; he's also a master at making pastries. I'll invite you over to try some next time."
"They're even better than the pastries I used to send you."
Whether human or immortal cultivator, everyone shared a natural affinity when it came to food.
Everyone loved to eat.
Humans had to eat. Immortal cultivators had higher standards: they only ate things that tasted good, and otherwise just needed a little food now and then to replenish their bodies' energy.
They didn't need to eat a set amount every day to avoid going hungry like people in the Mortal Realm.
Bai Luo said, "All right."
A whole roasted lamb took longer to cook. By the time it was ready, the little crab bear roasting on the rack beside it was nearly done as well.
Little Bai was drooling beside them—actually drooling. Its fox eyes gleamed as it stared at the little crab bear on the wooden rack, roasted to a glossy sheen and giving off an irresistible aroma. Its tongue lolled out, saliva dripping, making it look every bit as greedy as a little puppy.
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