Chapter 2310 - 1920: How to Make a Fat-Reducing Meal

Chapter 2310: Chapter 1920: How to Make a Fat-Reducing Meal

As it ultimately relates to their meal, the master and apprentice take weight loss seriously.

But, dinner is truly delicious!

The three fish traps of crayfish gathered in the morning have been scrubbed clean, and the heads were all removed.

Seventh Uncle shows off his skills!

Braises, garlic-flavored, spicy, local specialty, numbing spicy... the table is full!

The side dishes are generous too.

If this were sold in a restaurant, perhaps everyone would think there were too many dishes, but only those who know how to eat understand that the side dishes in the crayfish and crab pots are really flavorful!

Not to mention the crunchy cucumber sticks, even the garlic cloves, which were stewed to soft mush in the pot, are fragrant and tender.

A handful of cilantro tossed in is still fresh, wrapped in sauce and so delicious...

After eating seven or eight tenths, the crayfish are gone, and a handful of boiled homemade noodles is grabbed and mixed in...

Slurp! Slurp!

Everyone eats to the point they forget the world around them.

In such circumstances, everyone dons gloves, slurping from mild garlic to drool-inducing spicy, no one cares about anything serious!

Boss Chang completely changes his previous nagging demeanor, his mind fully occupied by the crayfish, no longer complaining about this and that.

Besides, today even the mountain cafeteria made crayfish, several helpers fork over a stainless steel basin and spent half a day scrubbing too!

If not for the misty night rain now, the wind blowing could spread the fragrant aroma of crayfish over half the village.

Yet the main event isn’t over.

After everyone mixes the noodles with crayfish sauce, and are full and relaxed, Seventh Uncle pipes up:

"Ah! Those used to rice feel that eating only noodles isn’t fulfilling."

Then he follows up with a sizzling pot of lamb oil and sauerkraut crispy rice stir-fry!

It’s fried rice! If in that kitchen show, the background music should play now.

Everyone painfully rubs their belly while also unapologetically choosing themselves a big bowl.

The lamb oil was saved from a previous lamb butchering, and the crispy rice was purposely left out the night before, at that time Daoist Wuwei wanted to take a piece to brush with fermented tofu, but was blocked.

The sauerkraut was pickled local cabbage, sour and spicy, quite distinct from the Korean style sweet-spicy taste, very appetizing.

Add a few eggs, not too many, just bringing out some fresh flavor is sufficient.

A full big bowl, though Seventh Uncle is of old age, he has good teeth, and at this moment munching crunchy crispy rice proudly says:

"I just told you to eat less, none of you listened. And now, you can’t finish the rice, huh?"

"Who says that? I’ll have another bowl later." Song Sancheng buries his head and devours the rice!

He, like Seventh Uncle, prefers rice.

Daoist Wuwei glances at Lun Jing, who also is buried head-first into her big bowl of fried rice, chomp chomp, and looks again at her slightly rounded figure...

After pondering, he quietly says to Daoist Qing Yun:

"Master, look at the boss lady, she eats quite a lot, yet she’s not really fat, she’s clearly got the knack for weight management—surely her fat-reducing salad has something special, let’s go ask."

Pretending within the village is fine, but at Lao Song’s house, everyone sees through their character, true practitioners don’t eat so wildly.

Let’s ask away!

Daoist Qing Yun looks at the rice in his hands, unless he clarifies, choosing only one bowl between such fried rice and crayfish noodles isn’t tolerable!

Rice is the essence of life!

Eating little would even set back his cultivation progress.

He lowers his gaze to the bowl—

Lamb oil fried rice with a touch of chili, paired with likewise sour and spicy cabbage, and crunchy crispy rice, the joy of eating is indescribable.

Lun Jing chews mouthful after mouthful, thinking of losing weight or not, that’s something to consider after being full.

She enjoys herself, when Daoist Qing Yun comes over: "Dear believer."

Lun Jing regains her senses abruptly, realizing tonight with crayfish meals, she hasn’t touched a drink, what does the Daoist actually mean to say, they indeed forgot to ask about it!

Now, since the other party comes up, at such an important moment of meal time, she composes herself with a serious demeanor replying:

"Daoist, do you have something to instruct me?"

Daoist Qing Yun hesitates, seeing Daoist Wuwei slightly swelling the belly—Daoist Wuwei exercises a lot more than he does every day!

Evidently, the delay can’t drag on.

He finally tentatively asks: "I, as an old Daoist, indeed have some age now, I easily gain weight with a little eating. I see you’re quite proficient in health maintenance, and manage your figure well, I wonder if you could share some methods... for instance, how is that fat-reducing meal planned?"