Sure enough, Yun Zhizhi's cooking skills are truly amazing.
These sweet and sour lotus root cubes have a sweet, sour, and crunchy texture, with a rich and mellow sauce that is absolutely delicious.
In the blink of an eye, he finished off the three small grains, his face showing a look of unsatisfaction.
It seems we need to think of a way.
Master Xuanzhen's eyes darted around, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him.
He quickly took out a witch-colored lipstick from his sleeve and applied it to his lips without hesitation.
Last time, Yun Zhizhi gave her apprentice some lipsticks, and he thought they might come in handy, so he casually took one. He never expected it would come in handy today.
This time, he arrived at the queue for cold lotus root slices.
The old lady in charge of serving the dishes felt conflicted when she saw Master Xuanzhen's dark lips.
Just as she was hesitating, she heard Master Xuanzhen sigh softly and say mournfully, "This old monk has little time left. I hope the benefactor will have pity on me and give me more so that I can die well!"
He Ping'an, who was in charge of distributing the lotus root and pork rib soup, also saw this scene. He had never met Master Xuanzhen before, nor had he ever seen anyone wearing witch-colored lipstick.
When they saw Master Xuanzhen's lips, which were so dark they were almost purple, they assumed he was severely poisoned.
"Auntie, give him a big spoonful! Consider it an act of charity."
The old woman gave Master Xuanzhen a pitying look and said, "Fine."
Anyway, this young man was the master's servant, and he would take care of everything. Since he agreed, how could she dare not listen?
Fang Zheng, standing not far away, took in the whole scene.
He couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
That Master Xuanzhen is truly cunning!
He clearly saw that the old monk's lip color was the same as theirs, which was perfectly normal.
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