"Doesn't Xuanzhu Dao Elder eat meat?"

Seeing that Ye Xun's words shocked the Xuanzhu Daoist, the principal was a little strange.

In his memory, it seems that some Taoists also eat meat, which is not as strict as Buddhism.

"I'm in the same vein...... Core disciples don't eat meat. ”

Originally, the Xuanzhu Dao people were ready to say that Danjinguan didn't eat meat and fishy, but when they looked at Xiong Er next to him, their faces suddenly became gloomy.

Back then, Xiong Er betrayed Danjinguan, and the game was Hongchen, and it is estimated that he would have opened his ring a long time ago.

Although Xuanzhu Dao people have never been involved in meat all their lives, there is this unscrupulous apprentice, and he is afraid that Ye Xun will lose his words, so he can only change his words.

"Core disciple? It turns out that this person next to him is not a core disciple, and I don't know how many people there are in your Danjin Temple, how did the head of the sect travel, and only brought an outer disciple? ”

Ye Xun sneered, and the subtext was as if he was saying that Xuanzhu Dao was a light commander.

"I have a Danjin view, and there were tens of thousands of disciples in the Southern Song Dynasty. Unfortunately, after several dynasties, it gradually declined. ”

Xuanzhu Daoren's brows jumped wildly, but he couldn't deny Ye Xun's statement.

Speaking of which, counting Cheng Cheng and Jiang Fan, there are only four people in Danjinguan, which is indeed a bit shabby.

"Don't talk about that, Dao Chief, this is a pastry baked in vegetable oil in the back kitchen, you can taste it first."

Seeing that the two of them were pinching each other again, the principal hurriedly fetched a set of identical pastries.

Although it looks the same, this set of pastries is made of vegetable oil, and Xuanzhu Dao people should be able to eat it.

"It's ingenious."

When Xuanzhu Daoren saw this set of pastries again, his face finally eased a little.

It's just that I still don't dare to swallow, for fear that this is also made of meat oil, after all, it really looks exactly the same.

"Oh...... Don't worry, this one is made of corn oil. ”

Seeing that the Xuanzhu Daoist still didn't move, the principal hurriedly explained.

"Can corn be squeezed for oil?"

Xuanzhu Daoren was stunned, in his eyes, corn could only be used to make some fasting rice, but he didn't expect that corn could also be squeezed out of oil.

"Of course, now that technology is very developed, corn oil extraction is very simple."

The principal laughed dryly, this Xuanzhu Daoist is really an old antique, and he doesn't even know about corn oil extraction.

"Oh, you're welcome."

Since the enthusiasm is gracious, the Xuanzhu Dao people are running all the way, and they are indeed hungry.

I stopped being pretentious, and carefully picked up a piece of pastry and ate it.

As a result, as soon as this pastry was put into his mouth, he immediately frowned.

"Dao Chief, isn't it unappetizing?"

Seeing the expression of Xuanzhu Daoren, the principal hurriedly asked.

"It's delicious, but why doesn't the noodles have a hint of noodle flavor?"

Xuanzhu Daoren's face was strange.

This pastry is quite delicious, but the general pastry is limited to the ingredients, and there will always be some flavors of the ingredients themselves.

For example, in this pastry, the main ingredient is flour, so it should have a dough flavor.

But after the Xuanzhu Dao people bit it, they didn't taste a trace of noodle fragrance at all, is this thing really made of noodles?

"Oh...... Dao Chief, the current flour is made on a large scale, and some chemical reagents are added to make the flour as white as snow, so that the relatively light taste of the flour fragrance is masked. ”

Just when the principal looked at each other, Jiang Xingbo understood the reason.

Xuanzhu Dao people have lived on the mountain for a long time, and the flour they generally eat is ground by themselves from the wheat offered by others, so there is a strong flavor in it.

But in Yangtian Academy, the flour eaten was purchased in large quantities.

Although they are all famous brands, the flavor of the flour is lost because some chemical agents are added to the flour manufacturing process.

Because of this, Xuanzhu Dao has this feeling.

"Cut, poor and exquisite!"

Ye Xun snorted coldly, picked up a piece of pastry at random and swallowed it in one bite, enjoying it with a look of enjoyment.

With such a delicious pastry, does it matter if there is a flavor or not?

"Xiong Er, take out our steamed buns."

As soon as he heard that he was ridiculed, although the corners of Xuanzhu Dao were still smiling, he was already uncomfortable in his heart.

"Yes, Master!"

Xiong Er hurriedly took out the steamed buns he was carrying.

When the steamed buns were placed on the plate, even the principal was a little embarrassed.

"Dao Chief, how can you eat steamed buns in Yangtian Academy!"

Looking at the gray-brown steamed buns on the plate, the principal felt even more embarrassed.

"It's not me who eats, but I invite you to eat."

I don't know what the Xuanzhu Dao people think, but suddenly such a sentence came.

Now, not to mention the principal, even Jiang Xingbo is embarrassed.

It's weird to sit in a fancy restaurant and invite someone else to eat something like this.

"Ahaha, then you're welcome......"

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Jiang Xingbo laughed dryly, and then went to grope for steamed buns.

"I'll do it too!"

Seeing that Jiang Xingbo couldn't touch the steamed bun, the principal frowned, and then picked up a steamed bun and broke a large piece, divided it into two halves, and handed it to Jiang Xingbo.

"Thank you!"

Jiang Xingbo took the steamed bun and put it between his nose and sniffed it gently, but he smelled a faint sour smell, and the corners of his mouth grinned at that time.

But in order to continue the show, he opened his mouth and stuffed this steamed bun into it in one gulp.

However, at the moment when the steamed bun entered his mouth, Jiang Xingbo suddenly raised his eyebrows.

This steamed bun not only has an extremely strong noodle flavor, but also sweet.

This sweetness is not that sweet greasy taste, but the natural sweetness of the flour in the mouth.

Unconsciously, Jiang Xingbo swallowed the whole steamed bun.

"This ......"

Jiang Xingbo opened his mouth wide in surprise, this kind of taste only appeared when he was a child, if he didn't eat this steamed bun, Jiang Xingbo would almost forget that the noodles could be so fragrant.

Unexpectedly, after decades, this memory of the depths of the taste buds was activated in an instant.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Looking at Jiang Xingbo's expression, the principal was also stunned, just a piece of steamed bun, how delicious it can be!

"Hmmm! It's hard to say, you taste it yourself! ”

Jiang Xingbo is not easy to explain.

Because this is his personal feeling, maybe the principal will have a hard time understanding it.

"I'll try it too!"

Thinking of this, the principal swallowed the whole steamed bun in the same way.

As a result, after two bites, the principal's expression changed.

The whole person was almost taken to the sky by this wonderful taste.

"It's just a steamed bun, do you want to be so exaggerated?"

Ye Xun frowned, and Jiang Xingbo and the principal's expressions were too much.

I just want to hold the Xuanzhu Dao people, and it won't be like this.

Thinking of this, Ye Xun directly broke a piece and swallowed it in one gulp.

As a result, while eating, he suddenly became petrified.

No wonder Xuanzhu Dao people say that the pastry has no taste, if compared with this steamed bun, the pastry is indeed no taste.

"How?"

Looking at everyone's expressions, Xuanzhu Daoist showed a hint of triumph.

Maybe the three principals don't know.

The wheat used to make these steamed buns was grown in the fields cultivated by the Xuanzhu Dao people themselves.

In addition to these, the wheat is slightly fried in a special pot before grinding the flour.

It looks like a steamed bun, but it contains year-round farming and complex production techniques.

It can be said that it is unique in this world.

"It's like the smell of my grandmother's cooking when I was a kid."

The headmaster looked like he was enjoying it, as if he remembered something.

"It's so mysterious, hurry up and order food."

Ye Xun's face darkened, feeling bored, and he picked up the menu and looked at it angrily.