The way of a saint is tantamount to that of the people!

When Yun Zhongzi heard the sound, he suddenly became silent, staring at Di Xin with his eyes, and his expression changed in a volatile way.

The meaning of this sentence is very simple, that is, only things that are in line with the use of the people and the human race can be regarded as the true principle of the holy path.

Combined with what Yun Zhongzi just said, it is that only the objects suitable for the daily use of the people and the human race are the real objects of the great way.

There is no doubt that this sentence comes from Wang Gen, a great scholar of the Taizhou School of Ming Dynasty, and is not very suitable for this prehistoric era when saints are above and below are all ants. However, if this sentence is said to the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Anarchy Sect or the Ten Heavenly Kings of the Jie Sect, they will definitely sneer at it and even make Emperor Xin understand what it means to be a lackey under saints, but for Yun Zhongzi, who truly considers the life and death of ordinary people and cannot bear to suffer the consequences of beings.

In the past, he refined magic weapons, all he wanted to pursue powerful power and tried to refine magic weapons that exceeded the original body of the copyist, but he never thought about what benefits the magic weapons he refined could bring to the world.

Emperor Xin's words at this moment made him feel that he realized a new way of thinking.

"Hahaha, Xiao Wang just said it casually. Senior, don't worry. Let's go, I just happen to have a gadget. Take Senior to take you to have a look!"

Emperor Xin knew very well that with his current identity and cultivation, at most, Yun Zhongzi could only have some insights in his heart. It was impossible to pull him to him in an instant, hugged the thigh of the first blessing golden immortal of the Ancestral Sect, and then smiled and hit him, pulled Yun Zhongzi, and continued to walk towards the palace.

When Yun Zhongzi heard the sound, he no longer insisted on leaving after offering the sword. He wanted to see what Di Xin had figured out again.

"How are you ready?"

After walking into the palace, Emperor Xin looked at several little palace maids and said in a deep voice.

"As the king's instructions, we have prepared pork, malt sugar, peppercorns and green onions and ginger."

When the little palace maids heard this, they immediately saluted Emperor Xin respectfully and said.

Emperor Xin nodded, then looked at Yun Zhongzi and smiled, "Senior, I'll take some effort to do this."

"It's okay, I have time." Yun Zhongzi was curious when he heard the things that the little palace maid said were all things for kitchen items, and wanted to know what other things that Di Xin had made for the people.

When Emperor Xin heard this, he felt relieved, and then took Yun Zhongzi to the kitchen and nodded with satisfaction at the set-up pot.

Immediately afterwards, he blanched the many cut wild boar meat mixed with ginger, garlic and pepper. After all, the fishy smell in the wild boar meat is too strong. If it is not blanched, it will be really not so easy to suppress.

Unexpectedly, although this guy is a king, he is so proficient in these things about kitchens!

Yun Zhongzi looked at Di Xin's familiar movements and couldn't help but nod his head slightly.

However, he didn't know that as a single dog in his previous life, Di Xin was naturally very comfortable and easy to cook.

It’s a pity that he had always heard that when he tied a woman’s heart, he had to tie a woman’s stomach. Unfortunately, he had practiced his cooking skills, but he couldn’t find a woman he wanted to tie.

I don’t know if this time, can I tie the stomach and heart of the powerful Yun Zhongzi!

Immediately, Di Xin took out a mouthful of black and semicircular, like a pit, but with dense marks of pounding on the surface, and placed it on the burning stove.

Yun Zhongzi stared at the dark thing, with confusion in his eyes. This thing was different from any kind of kitchen utensil he had seen in the past.

"I call this product a pot, which can be fryed, fried, fried, stewed, and one thing can solve the whole thing." Di Xin saw the confusion in Yun Zhongzi's eyes, and explained with a smile. Then, he dug a spoonful of lard and poured it into the pot. After the oil melted, he added malt sugar and fryed it into the brown-red sugar color.

"Sheep..."

Immediately afterwards, Di Xin put the blanched pork with seasonings such as green onion, ginger, and pepper into the pot. Then, he took the spatula made at the same time and stir-fryed quickly.

"This taste... is so different...but it smells so good..."

In an instant, a stream of oil mixed with caramel and the aroma emitted by the seasonings being fried immediately spread along the iron pot. The strong aroma made Yun Zhongzi unable to help but feel dazed and stared at the fast stir-fried meat pieces in the pot.

Not so, in addition to the scent of the smell, he also found that, as Emperor Xin said, this utensil called a pot, is indeed a very good daily necessity for the people. Not only can many cooking methods be integrated, but the taste it produces is far better than that of a cauldron, a cauldron, and a steamer...

At this moment, Dixin stir-fry for a while, and after the pork fat appears, add a scoop of boiling water. After boiling, reduce the heat, then pick up the matching pine pot lid and cover it.

"The wild boar meat is not easy to stew, so it will take one or two hours..."

After Emperor Xin finished everything, he saw Yun Zhongzi next to him looking at him with confusion and said with a smile.

"Then it will be a bit slow to cook with this item." Yun Zhongzi nodded, then shook his head again.

"This is just an example. When I finish making this dish, I will make another one. Senior, you will know what... " Di Xin chuckled and shook his head, followed by a moment of flashing eyes. After looking at Yun Zhongzi, he smiled and said, "But there is a way, I can, Senior, you can."

"Huh?" Yun Zhongzi was stunned, looked at Di Xin in confusion and said.

"Seniors can try it and bet part of the pressure on this iron pot, but you must control it well and do not crush the pot and stove. This will be faster and more delicious!" Di Xin chuckled and said to Yun Zhongzi.

"If you dare to lie to me, be careful of your loneliness!"

Yun Zhongzi was already very curious about all this, so he naturally would not resist anything. After hearing this, he carefully used the secret method and threw the pressure on the iron pot.

Sure enough, this prehistoric version of the pressure cooker had its effect. After a little, the gurgling sounds along the pot immediately became dense. At the same time, the rich aroma of the braised pork in the immortal brand began to radiate outwards.

After a little recurring, Di Xin asked Yun Zhongzi to restrain the pressure. After the pressure in the pot was completely dissipated, Di Xin opened the lid of the pot and began to collect the juice.

"this……"

"Gudu...gudu..."

As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, a sound of sniffling saliva sounded in the field. Not only Yun Zhongzi, but also the little palace maids around him stared at the pieces inside the iron pot, oily, shiny, red, and trembling, emitting a fragrant braised pork, and saliva flowed out along his eyes in a daze.

Especially when the juice was over, the thick sauce-colored immortal braised pork was even more shining with a crystal luster, which made Yun Zhongzi and the little palace maids unable to sit steadily.

“When will it be used?”

Although Yun Zhongzi tried his best to maintain his masterly demeanor, his eyes could not stay away from the pot for a moment, and his words were even more vague. There was no way, and his saliva was too dense.

Even at this moment, he couldn't even sit steadily. He carried his hands behind his back and walked around, but his eyes were firmly locked in the iron pot.

It’s not that the blessing and virtue and the golden immortal are too shallow, but that the prehistoric world is too bitter and cold. No matter how he is the second generation of the Chan period, he has never seen such a taste.

"alright."

Emperor Xin chuckled and put the immortal braised pork into a pottery pot, placed it on the charcoal fire, and simmered it slowly to keep the temperature.

Immediately afterwards, he asked the palace maid to wash the iron pot, beat a few more pheasant eggs, and a little shredded green onion, and fry a plate of white, green and yellow colors. If it weren't for the fragrance, it wouldn't look like food, but rather like a work of art!

However, as Di Xin said before, the speed of cooking is indeed extremely rapid, far better than roasting and stewing!

Thousands of years of prehistoric life have been in vain!

Yun Zhongzi looked at Emperor Xin's movements like flowing water, his eyes were already straightened, and a thought suddenly arose in his heart.

"Senior Yun Zhongzi, I'll demonstrate to you how to eat this braised pork."

Emperor Xin looked at Yun Zhongzi's appearance, turned his eyes and chuckled.

Yun Zhongzi naturally couldn't wait and nodded repeatedly.

Di Xin chuckled, picked up a piece of braised pork, and gently knocked his teeth into his lips. Then, he looked at Yun Zhongzi with a smile and said, "Have you learned it? Why don't I show it for you again..."

[Negative sentiment value from Yunjunzi, 1000, cumulative value of 33767...]

"Damn it!"
Chapter completed!