"should?"

The more Ling Zi didn't believe it, especially when he saw Han Muxue resolutely picked up the small bag of unknown white powder and sprinkled most of it into the pot. Soon the purple soup was sucked up and a transparent jelly-like liquid separated out.

of crystals.

The pot without water started to smell burnt.

Han Muxue was completely dumbfounded.

"Are you making poison?"

"how so?"

Ling Ziyue casually picked up the small bag that Han Muxue boldly threw in and smelled it.

Han Muxue also came forward and asked doubtfully.

"Isn't this water starch?"

"There is something called lotus root starch."

"Is this lotus root starch?!"

"..."

"I didn't mean it, I just wanted to thicken the juice..."

Han Muxue was a little ashamed.

The more Ling Zi looked at the pot, which was still smoking and glowing with colorful black and purple colors, he felt that he had seen Han Muxue's cooking skills.
Chapter completed!