The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God Book 01 Chapter 07.02 - Red Epiphyllum

A few minutes later, a makeshift prep table was set up, with a pot placed next to it.

The small nuns and workers gathered around, crowding the area. If patrolling policemen were to see this, they would probably think it was some kind of cult gathering.

Though, in a sense, it was…

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Xing Mo raised her wand, and water sprang out from the wand's tip and cleaned the prep table.

Then, she began to prepare the ingredients.

Today's dish was vegetable soup. Its ingredients weren't expensive, but the soup was still flavorful, fitting to lift the mood.

Of course, Xing Mo's main purpose for making the soup was to teach the small nuns and small monks—once these little guys learned how to prepare food, they would be able to prepare food for large groups of people.

"First, chop all these vegetables into pieces. Don't stress over your knife skill, just make sure the vegetables are cut into pieces."

As she explained, Xing Mo swiftly chopped several onions with expert knife skill, then diced a few carrots and celery stalks, and finally cut a few cabbages into pieces.

"Next, we need some oil... um... we need to keep the budget low, so we can use some fat to grease the pot."

As she spoke, Xing Mo took out a piece of pork fat, cleaned it, and then applied it to the pot, coating the surface in a layer of grease.

Then, she poured the onions, carrots, celery, and cabbage into the pot and stir-fried them. After a while, stir-fried in pork fat, the vegetables began to exude a fragrant aroma, causing the small nuns to salivate.

"Then there are tomatoes, um... tomatoes are the soul, don't forget it." Xing Mo took out a few tomatoes, sliced them into pieces, and then threw them into the pot.

Next, she poured water into the pot, until the ingredients were mostly submerged.

Since we're lacking seasonings like salt... we can only make do... but the top priority right now is to make sure they get their fill. We can think about making it taste better later.

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A pure flame burned beneath the pot—it was a flame conjured by Xing Mo u

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