"How is the soup?"

When the old monster in Tianshan heard someone talking, he looked up and saw Widow Wang changing shoes at the door.

During the days when Liu Zhen was raising his body at home, Widow Wang would come to see him on time every day, and every time she came, she would bring many supplements that she thought were very useful.

"This is a thousand-year-old ginseng! What a coincidence today. I met on the roadside and spent a lot of money to buy it!" Widow Wang smiled and walked up to hand the "thousand-year-old ginseng" in her hand to the old monster in Tianshan.

"Really, fake?" The old monster in Tianshan has lived for so long but has not seen a thousand-year-old ginseng. He was suspicious. He took the things from Widow Wang's hand and took a rough look, unable to help but laugh.

"Don't tease me anymore. This is the thousand-year-old ginseng? Do you open your eyes and see?" The old monster in Tianshan raised his eyebrows, "Is this the ginseng?"

Widow Wang glanced at what was in his hand and saw that the "Thousand-year-old ginseng" was ginger-yellow, very eye-catching, with a smooth and beautiful surface.

She thought about it and it was obvious that she was a very beautiful ginseng. "The person who sold it was an old lady, who looked ten years old. She said that this ginseng has grown on the mountain next to her house since she was a child. Recently, she was reluctant to sell it because she was short of money."

The old monster in Tianshan touched his hair, but he didn't know what to say about Widow Wang in front of him.

"What's going on with you recently? Liu Zhen also told me that you are a very smart person. I think he is blind." The old monster in Tianshan said, taking the things from Widow Wang's hand.

"This is an ordinary ginseng, with a layer of stuff on the surface, so it's bright. And where is the ginseng so bright?" The old monster of Tianshan pointed the things in his hand, looked left and right, "But I can make it delicious, do you believe it?"

Widow Wang wrinkled her nose, "Really, fake? Besides, I am smart, you don't have to bury me."

"What does burying the dying mean?" The old monster in Tianshan felt it was interesting when he heard Widow Wang's new words one by one.

"I won't tell you, you can figure it out yourself... Hey, what does this taste like?"

Widow Wang said, walking around and smelling the strange smell in the room, "Is this something burnt?" She walked into the kitchen and looked at it, shocked, "Old monster? You don't even look at it! Look at the kitchen is almost burned by you!"

The old monster of Tianshan suddenly remembered the soup he was making, and hurriedly walked into the kitchen and took a look. He saw that the soup was constantly coming out of the pot, which was tightly pressed against the old hen inside, and it was mixed into a ball.

"You... the whole kitchen is full of cigarettes, send a ventilation fan quickly!" Widow Wang hurriedly rescued the scene, reached out to pick up a rag, and quickly turned off the fire.

Then, she lifted up the hot casserole lid, glanced at the things inside, sighed, "I can only throw it away." As she said that, she reached out to pick up the casserole, walked to the trash can at the door, and threw it away.

"I'm burning to death!" Because the rag was not thick enough, the casserole had been burned for so long, so Widow Wang was still burned by her hands.

The old monster in Tianshan felt a little embarrassed. After all, he had always been very confident in his cooking skills, but something happened today. He walked to Widow Wang, picked up her hand and looked at it, "It's a little red, look at me."

As he said that, a gray-yellow smoke suddenly appeared from the palm of the old monster in Tianshan, penetrated into the palm of Wang Widow's palm bit by bit.

"What is this?" Widow Wang was curious and looked at the hands of the old monster in Tianshan. It was no different from hers. "How come your hand smokes? Huh? My hand doesn't seem to hurt anymore!"

Widow Wang touched her nose and it really didn't hurt anymore! She opened her eyes wide, "You can't be..."

The old monster in Tianshan smiled and patted her on the shoulder, "I am the person brought back by Liu Zhen. Don't worry, I will definitely not harm you!" He said, looking up at the ceiling. The smoke that had just come out had been discharged by the exhaust fan. Now the situation in the kitchen is much better.

"I'll chop it up as a ginseng first. Although it's not a thousand-year-old ginseng, it can have the effect of a thousand-year-old ginseng in my hands." The old monster in Tianshan raised his chin and said to Widow Wang with confidence.

"Really? Then show me how to make an ordinary ginseng into a thousand-year-old ginseng." Widow Wang said, finding a small stool and sitting next to the old monster in Tianshan. It seemed that she really wanted to see how this person turned decay into magic.

The old monster in Tianshan coughed twice, "You stole my skills, what should I do? You can't watch it here!"

Widow Wang rolled her eyes, "You guy..." As she said that, she suddenly stood up and pointed at the arm of the old monster in Tianshan, "Isn't it just two arms that can make something better than me?"

The old monster in Tianshan smiled and the wrinkles on his face appeared. He patted the ginseng in his hand, and said with a smile, "Don't say this, I can really make much more delicious food than you do. What? Do you want to have a competition?"

"Just compete, who is afraid of whom!" Widow Wang's eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, the old monster in Tianshan still wanted to compete with her, which really gave her the courage to fight.

The old monster in Tianshan smiled, "Okay, you specify the same ingredients, let me make them, I specify the same ingredients, let you make them into dishes. After everyone completes their own dishes, give them to Liu Zhen to see which dish he likes. The loser will wash the other party for a week's clothes!"

"Well, okay, that's all!" Widow Wang smiled slightly and pointed at the ginseng in the old monster Tianshan, "You'll do it with this."

The old monster in Tianshan raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

This ginseng is difficult to make. After all, its taste is too plain. It takes a lot of effort to make a wonderful taste, and the chef also needs to control the heat very exquisitely.

"Why? I don't want to? Do you think I can't do it well? If it doesn't work, I'll change it to you." Widow Wang said as she walked twice, "How about you make a fried egg with tomatoes, what if you don't know what else?"

The old monster in Tianshan was stunned. He was being looked down upon by someone? He looked at the corner of Widow Wang's curled mouth and gritted his teeth, "Don't think so. I didn't say I wouldn't make this ginseng, but this ginseng is not as challenging as me. Alas, okay, just it. By the way," the old monster in Tianshan said, looking up and down at Widow Wang, "If this is the best, you can make a tomato and egg, which is more in line with your cooking skills."
Chapter completed!