Since he had nothing to do, he went to the courtyard to teach his apprentice swordsmanship for a few hours.
Anyway, there is a barrier, so no one will pay attention to this place.
When it was completely dark, Yan Huailiu put away his sword, pulled off his sweat-soaked clothes, and praised with a smile: "You've practiced well, and you've made great progress."
"Thanks to Master's guidance, I will go and fetch water for you to wash."
I thought this kid would take the opportunity to make trouble again, but he was surprisingly honest.
When Yan Huailiu changed his clothes and came out, he found Gu Xingyun busy in the small kitchen in the yard.
That small kitchen was used during the time when he was not in a clear mind and was pestering Gu Xingyun.
It's rare to be able to appreciate my apprentice cooking from a close distance while remaining sane.
Yan Huailiu thinks his cooking skills are not bad, but they are not very stable. Sometimes the food is not clean, hygienic, but tastes bad. It is really occasional.
It takes him a long time to cook a single dish. It seems he has only cooked that once since coming here... and it even poisoned someone.
He touched the tip of his nose sheepishly, trying his best to suppress the past that he did not want to recall.
The fresh ingredients were poured into the pot, and the aroma was already coming out before they were even stir-fried. Yan Huailiu was swallowing his saliva beside him and couldn't help but walk over to look into the pot: "What are you stir-frying?"
"Shredded pork with green peppers, it will be ready soon, Master, please wait a moment."
Gu Xingyun was afraid that the oil would splash on him, so he leaned sideways to block it. He picked up the fried meat next to him and passed it to Yan Huailiu: "Taste the saltiness."
Yan Huailiu opened his mouth subconsciously and got burned without noticing, so he hissed.
Gu Xingyun frowned, quickly wiped his hands on his clothes, pinched Yan Huailiu's chin to make him open his mouth, and blew gently.
"Sorry, I forgot to blow before feeding you."
This action was too ambiguous. Yan Huailiu raised his hand to slap him away, his eyes evasive: "It's a bit salty, did you put too much salt?"
He was so flustered that he couldn't even taste it.
"Really? Then put less salt in this one." Gu Xingyun didn't care and continued speaking along with what he said.
It would have been fine if he hadn't seen it, but when he saw it, Yan Huailiu felt embarrassed to just stand there and do nothing but wait for food.
After hesitating for a long time, he straightened his sleeves and said, "What else is there to do? Let me do it."
Gu Xingyun stopped stir-frying and said something even more sour than the aged vinegar beside him.
"Can the disciple finally eat something made by the master himself? I thought only Jingming had that blessing."
Yan Huailiu: ...
There are so many complaints that I don’t know what to say.
Go and ask Chang Jingming if he is willing to accept that blessing.
"It's going to be a mess." In the end, I didn't respond to his words, but just reminded him of other things.
Gu Xingyun served the dishes as quickly as possible and decisively made room for Yan Huailiu without any hesitation.
He was even considerate enough to help find an apron for Yan Huailiu to put on.
"Master, let me help you."
Yan Huailiu snorted coldly: "No need, I don't like others to interfere with my cooking."
He can't change the bad habits he developed since childhood, and he doesn't want to change them.
After all, I enjoy the process of cooking for myself.
Gu Xingyun didn't care and stood aside with a smile.
During this period of time, he has learned various ways to preserve food, so he can do whatever his master wants.
Even if you spend ten hours in the kitchen, the food will still taste just like it’s freshly baked.
Although he didn't intervene, he still gave a lot of praise.
Even when Yan Huailiu was just washing vegetables, Gu Xingyun would praise him: "Master is amazing, he washes the vegetables so cleanly."
Even if he sprinkled salt into the pot, he would be praised: "You are worthy of being the master, you use the ingredients so precisely."
Before he even finished cooking a single dish, Yan Huailiu's face had already turned red from all the praise.
Thank you, I am a little happy, but it is not necessary!
It's very embarrassing, okay?
When he cooked, Gu Xingyun praised him and wiped his sweat beside him, as if it were a huge project.
He managed to shorten the usually slow process by half.
When several dishes were served, Yan Huailiu admired himself.
The moonlight tonight is so beautiful that it lights up the entire courtyard. Combined with the cool night breeze, it is perfect to enjoy the moon and eat in the courtyard.
For fear of being disturbed, Yan Huailiu specially added another layer of barrier so that he could sit in the yard with peace of mind.
"Try my cooking." He warmly entertained Gu Xingyun, looking forward to his apprentice's reaction.
Gu Xingyun picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth. He paused for a moment, then swallowed it with an expressionless face.
"How does it taste?" Yan Huai looked at him eagerly: "Is it delicious?"
"Yes, the food that Master makes has a very special taste and is delicious."
Since coming to Yuxu Sect, he has never eaten food that tastes like this again.
It looked fine, he was watching me cook, and the ingredients were similar, so why did it turn out like this?
Gu Xingyun was unconvinced and tried other dishes. He used his chopsticks to test several dishes and finally took a bite of the rice in front of him.
Yan Huailiu was extremely satisfied with what he had done, and quickly placed the dishes he had made in front of Gu Xingyun: "If they are delicious, eat more. They are all yours, and I won't fight with you."
Now Gu Xingyun shouldn't mind what happened before anymore, right?
It's really tiring to coax children. With this experience, maybe he can become a kindergarten principal in the future.
"Thank you, Master." Gu Xingyun's expression was calm. There wasn't much anyway. It was made by Master, so it didn't matter if he ate it all.
"Master, do you have any wine?"
Yan Huailiu was about to refuse, but then he thought that his apprentice was old enough and it was time for him to improve his drinking capacity.
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