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She rearranged the proportions of all the ingredients, reduced the amounts as much as possible, and added some honey and other things, intending to experiment first.

In order to avoid waste, Mengpo put the entire pot of Mengpo soup into the space, and then reduced the amount according to the proportion Qin Yunie said. She only boiled a small part and put it into the pot, and then lit a high fire directly under the pot.

Qin Yunie: "..."

Fortunately, she had seen more outrageous things before, so she could remain calm when watching it now.

Then, Meng Po was seen holding the 1.8-meter-long spoon, which was much bigger than Meng Po, and started to cook soup.

After stirring evenly, increase the heat and bring the soup to a boil, stirring while cooking.

Qin Yunie looked at the box that was still full of materials and felt a little uneasy.

Seeing her staring at the pot of soup, Meng Po thought she wanted to play, so she handed her the spoon and said, "Do you want to try it?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yunie glanced at the big spoon, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out his hand.

As a result, Meng Po had just let go of the spoon when it became so heavy that it slipped out of her hand and fell straight to the ground.

Qin Yunie suddenly cried out in panic, "Oh my——"

Fortunately, Little Red stretched out its little hands to help hold it. Because it was too heavy, Little Red grimaced because of the excessive force, and the fur all over its body was straining, "Guji~"

Qin Yunie hurriedly grabbed it in a panic to avoid the risk of the spoon falling to the ground.

She exhaled and nuzzled the plush ball affectionately, "Thank you, Xiaohong. Please let go and don't hurt your little paws."

"Gujiguji~"

As soon as Xiaohong let go, the spoon was too heavy, and Qin Yunie fell down as soon as he got it.

"Gooji!!"

Xiaohong was about to help, but Qin Yunie gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay."

With the previous experience as a lesson, she promptly supported the handle of the spoon on her hips and used the strength of her waist to lift the spoon up. Even so, she couldn't help but shake her body before she could barely keep steady and not fall.

Seeing how awkward she was, Meng Po laughed so hard that her body shook with laughter, "Xiao Yu Nie, why are you so cute~ Hahahaha..."

Qin Yunie was embarrassed by the laughter. The spoon she was holding weighed about a hundred pounds. It was heavier than her, and the size of the spoon was enough to hold several of her.

Although she guessed that the spoon must not be light, after all, it was such a big spoon, and she estimated that the handle alone was more than 168 meters long, definitely more than that. She was cm tall, but the handle was much taller than her.

She just wanted to try to see if she could lift it, but she didn't expect... it was really heavy...

Meng Po took the spoon from her hand with one hand and said in a very relaxed manner: "You'd better not be so stubborn."

Qin Yunie looked at the spoon dejectedly. After she was sure that she couldn't lift it, she gave up resisting and gave it to him very readily.

Then she brought out a small stool from the house and sat in the yard, propping her head up while kneading the little ball of fur and watching Meng Po make soup.

In the quiet yard, the only sounds were the sound of Meng Po stirring and the occasional comfortable whirring of the little fur ball.

Meng Po boiled the food over a high fire for about ten minutes, then lowered the flame to a low heat and began to simmer it slowly.

Qin Yunie stared at the big pot, "Sister Meng, how long will this pot take to cook?"

Meng Po's hands kept moving. "About an hour."

Her eyes widened in shock, completely losing her lazy demeanor. She sat up straight and asked, "Doesn't that mean you're going to stir like this for an hour?"

Meng Po rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "Do you think it's easy to make a pot of Meng Po soup? Those ghost officials are still not satisfied. I worked so hard to make a pot of soup, but they still complain about this and that."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yunie weakly shrank her body as much as possible, fearing that Meng Po would drag her out and scold her. After all, she seemed to be one of the people who was disliked just now.

There was a faint smell in the air, similar to before, but slightly different, lighter and more pleasant.

After the soup was cooked, Meng Po took the first sip. After just one sip, her beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she said in surprise, "Is this really the Meng Po soup I made?"

Qin Yunie looked at her reaction and asked tentatively: "Is it hard to drink?"

She turned her head to look at Qin Yunie and said meaningfully: "To be precise, it's not bad."

Hearing this, Qin Yunie couldn't help but took a sip, but the next second he sprayed it out, "Poof..."

Qin Yunie looked miserable, "You call this not bad...?"

Meng Po said seriously, "It's much better than before."

Qin Yunie didn't know what the difference was after she had improved it so many times before. She had only tasted the last one, and the taste was indeed not very good.

She smacked the remaining taste in her mouth and reduced one of the ingredients by one third. For another ingredient with a stronger taste, Qin Yunie reduced it by half and added another ingredient, still only cooking a quarter of the usual amount.

I repeated this process and cooked two more pots. The taste was adjusted and each time it got better.

Because it was getting dark, Qin Yunie went into the house and took out a large-wattage lamp to illuminate the yard.

By the time the last pot came out of the pot, the smell in the air had improved a lot.

Although I can still faintly smell the previous scent, there are some other scents mixed in, which is a complex but unexpected fusion.

Meng Po took the first sip. Although she knew it would definitely taste better this time after several previous experiments, her eyes suddenly lit up when she drank it. This was not just better than before, it was simply very good!

After Meng Po finished the drink in one gulp, she gave Qin Yunie a thumbs-up and said excitedly, "It's done!"

From her obviously excited voice, Qin Yunie could tell that the Mengpo soup this time was really good, and a smile appeared on his face.

Meng Po drank several bowls in a row before she stopped. She exhaled and said in an extremely arrogant tone: "Tomorrow I will show off in front of those ghost officials and make them greedy to death!"

Qin Yunie pointed out a key issue: "Based on the extent of their dislike, they probably won't take the initiative to drink it."

Thinking of what Meng Po had complained about before, she added, "Besides, they don't want to reincarnate, so why would they want to drink Meng Po soup?"

Meng Po was silent for several seconds before she said, "Then I'll force them to take a small sip. When they finish, they'll want more. Ha, there's nothing left! They used to despise Meng Po soup, but now it's beyond their reach."

Qin Yunie was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She didn't expect Meng Po to still hold such a grudge.

Meng Po's Meng Po soup was successfully improved by Qin Yunie, so she was in a particularly good mood. The more she looked at Qin Yunie, the more satisfied she became. But he was too easy to bully.