I long to return home!

Inside the imperial kitchen, two figures moved about incessantly, circling around and around without showing any sign of stopping.

"Are you done yet? How long are we going to walk around?" Jin Lingjiao asked impatiently, breaking free from Xue Wu's hand.

"There's nothing I can do, there are just too many things, I can't make up my mind right away, so I'll just look around a bit more." Xue Wu scratched his head awkwardly and smiled at Jin Lingjiao.

With so many dishes, he was having trouble making a choice. There were some dishes he had only seen in his previous life, but he knew nothing about the specific steps and techniques. He could only occasionally recall some various cooking tutorials and videos explaining drinks.

Drinks...

Xue Wu was taken aback, and a popular summer drink immediately came to mind. He smiled and asked, "Ling Jiao, are you thirsty?"

"It's alright, didn't you say you couldn't drink alcohol?" Jin Lingjiao looked at Xue Wu with surprise.

"I will never touch alcohol in my life. It's strong and doesn't taste good, but I like sweet things," Xue Wu said with a smile, then started looking for something in the imperial kitchen.

Jin Lingjiao was taken aback. Although she couldn't figure out what Xue Wu was thinking, she thought about it again and realized that he was never careless when it came to cooking, so she quietly followed behind him.

Before long, all the necessary ingredients were gathered and found in a place that wasn't a food ingredient, the most important ingredient being black tea.

Immediately, Xue Wu rushed to a pot and poured in the black tea to roast it slightly.

I think this is how it should be done, right? I hope the steps are correct. Next, add...

Xue Wu looked at the dry black tea in the pot with a smile. Next, he added sugar and roasted it over medium heat. Soon the surface of the pot turned caramel color, and after a while, a light coffee color gradually appeared. Then he poured hot water into the pot and added an appropriate amount of milk.

"Phew, now it's time to brew it." Xue Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to look at Jin Lingjiao, who was staring at the mixed drink in the pot with a puzzled expression: "What is this? Why are you frying red tea leaves?"

"Milk tea," Xue Wu said smugly, his mind already filled with the happy times he used to have drinking milk tea. Every day when he got home, he would turn on his computer, order a cup of pearl milk tea, and enjoy the air conditioning. Those days... were better than anything else.

"Sigh, I don't know how to make pearls, otherwise it would be perfect." Xue Wu sighed softly, looking at the milk tea simmering in the pot, feeling uneasy.

"That's about enough. Let me serve you a bowl to try," Xue Wu said with a smile. He then picked up a large bowl and generously filled it to the brim.

Jin Lingjiao took the milk tea, and was about to take a sip when Xue Wu hurriedly interrupted her: "Be careful, it's hot!"

Jin Lingjiao nodded slightly, took a few sips of the milk tea in her bowl, found it sweet and delicious, and looked at Xue Wu excitedly: "Delicious."

"It's alright, it would have a better atmosphere if it were cold," Xue Wu said smugly and proudly.

Jin Lingjiao listened while sipping her milk tea, her face beaming with happiness.

Suddenly, a figure in cyan robes appeared beside Xue Wu like a gentle breeze. Looking at the fragrant milk tea in the pot, his mouth watered: "Fellow Daoist, what is this? It smells so good! May I try some?"

Xue Wu was taken aback. The person next to him had come to his side without him noticing. He turned his head and saw a young man in blue clothes with blue hair standing in front of the pot. He was tall and slender, and his simple attire gave him a carefree and unrestrained feeling.

Xue Wu pondered for a moment, then said calmly, "Okay."

Before Xue Wu could even react, the blue-haired man had already filled a large bowl to the brim, then sat down casually on the table and began to enjoy his drink, praising the man as he drank.

Xue Wu was dumbfounded. Looking at the carefree manner of the person in front of him, he asked, "May I ask how you are addressed, friend?"

"Xiaoyao Sect, Xiaoyao." Xiaoyao wiped the milk tea spilling from the corner of his mouth and looked at Xue Wu with a hearty expression: "What is your name, fellow Daoist?"

"Luoyun Sect, Xue Wu, this is Jin Lingjiao," Xue Wu said calmly.

Xiaoyao took a closer look, and when he saw Jin Lingjiao, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. A high-grade spirit beast, huh? Interesting.

"Fellow Daoist, are you also here to participate in the Foundation Establishment Holy Land?" Xue Wu asked.

"Of course." Xiaoyao gulped down his milk tea, finishing one bowl and then getting another, thoroughly enjoying himself. He glanced at Xue Wu, puzzled, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, are you perhaps a cook, wearing those clothes?"

"Uh...it's not cooking, it's just my hobby," Xue Wu said awkwardly, casually tearing off the shirt with the words "God of Cookery" on it and putting it into his storage bag.

"Then why do those people call you Chef Xue?" Xiaoyao asked, licking the milk tea residue from the corner of his mouth.

"That's because... I used to work at this restaurant." Xue Wu's cheeks flushed, somewhat embarrassed. It would be fine if his fellow disciples in the sect knew, but it was a bit inappropriate for an outsider to know.

Hearing this, Xiaoyao smiled and said, "You're quite an interesting person." He then filled his bowl to the brim again and exclaimed, "This stuff tastes much better than wine. I want to have another bowl after drinking one, but it can't relieve my worries as well as fine wine."

"Don't drink anymore, I'm almost out of drinks. Xue Wu made this for me." Jin Lingjiao looked at the pot that was almost empty, and she had only drunk one bowl. Like a dog guarding its food, she chased Xiaoyao away and stood guard in front of the pot.

"Alright, fine, I won't drink it then. You're such a silly girl." Xiaoyao jumped off the table with a thud, looking at the half-empty bowl of milk tea, and could only savor it slowly.

"Alright, anyway, this stuff is easy to make, and too much of it isn't good either. Just drink it occasionally." Xue Wu said casually, then looked at Zhang Dachuan who was working not far away and called out, "Brother Dachuan, come here for a second."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dachuan didn't hesitate. He wiped his greasy hands on his clothes and ran over excitedly: "What's wrong, Chef Xue?"

"If you master this drink using my method, it can become our signature drink in the future," Xue Wu said calmly. He then demonstrated the process himself and taught him all the details.

Zhang Dachuan dared not slack off and focused all his attention on memorizing every detail and process.

"That's it. This is called milk tea. Do you remember that?" Xue Wu filled a bottle with freshly made milk tea and turned to Zhang Dachuan to ask.

“I’ve remembered it all, not a single word, every single detail,” Zhang Dachuan said with a serious expression.

"Alright then, we'll be going now. Our senior brothers are waiting for us." As Xue Wu was about to leave with Jin Lingjiao, he stopped and turned to look at Xiaoyao, who was secretly drinking nearby: "Brother Xiaoyao, aren't you going back?"

"I'm not going back. I already snuck out anyway, and if I don't go, I'll just get scolded." Xiaoyao ladled out a bowl of freshly made milk tea and gulped it down.

Seeing this, Xue Wu smiled, turned around and left with Jin Lingjiao.