Chapter 127: Have You Heard of the Traditional Clapper Talk

At the entrance of the Caishichang Sect, someone in the crowd suddenly spoke up.

"Miss, you're wrong there. Oil at eighty percent heat won't give you fluffy eggs—seventy percent oil temperature is just right!"

"Is that so?" Boss Yang also felt a bit embarrassed.

"I don't cook much in my daily life, my culinary skills are just so-so. If I've said anything wrong, feel free to criticize."

"Auntie, how do you tell when the oil is at seventy percent heat?"

At some point, the old lady selling eggs had already squeezed into the crowd. Seeing Boss Yang humbly asking her for advice, her face immediately bloomed into a smile.

"These days young people all eat takeout. A young lady like you who still knows how to cook is rare indeed."

"No wonder you can pair up with this young man to make a living together."

"Let me tell you, for this seventy percent oil temperature, you have to watch the smoke…"

Very quickly, the entrance of the Caishichang Sect became completely lively.

Many middle-aged and elderly people vied to share their cooking experience.

They turned the Caishichang Sect directly into a culinary academy.

This bizarre scene left quite a few viewers in the livestream dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on?

Didn't you guys go begging?

How did it instantly turn into a food-sharing convention?

Mom~~~ I'm hungry, watch me show you what I can do!

……

"Thirsty? Have some water."

Boss Yang contentedly wrapped up a sharing session.

Just as she felt a bit thirsty, Su Meng timely handed over a bowl of water.

Boss Yang didn't even think, took the bowl and gulped down two big mouthfuls.

But suddenly, her body stiffened, as if the feel of this bowl… felt oddly familiar?

She looked closely and couldn't help feeling a chill run through her.

Isn't this the broken begging bowl I've been carrying around all morning?

Su Meng stuffed over a sesame cake as well, chuckling.

"There happened to be a water pipe over there, so I got a bit of tap water."

"We're beggars today anyway, no need to be too particular."

"If you're hungry, eat a sesame cake. Speaking of which, it's quite embarrassing—this is still our only gain today."

Boss Yang gave him an annoyed look, took the sesame cake and stuffed it in her mouth, then shoved the bowl back at him.

Su Meng took the bowl, didn't think twice, and gulped down the remaining water.

"You…" Seeing his action, Boss Yang's body suddenly stiffened.