A master's cooking method (1)

Just as Master Li and Qin Feng were in a deadlock, Wang Liang and the rest hurried over. Wang Liang said to Master Li, ""Master, don't bother with this young man. You're a master, what is he? if you argue with him, won't it lower your status?"

Master Li also wanted to find a way out. After all, he couldn't clean up the mess in public, so he nodded fiercely. "I'll let him off today on account of Mayor Wang."

"Grandmaster, you should get back to business first," Wang Liang nodded and smiled.

Master Li didn't say anything. He walked to an open space, took out his compass, and moved it in the North, South, East, and West directions. Then, he pinched his right hand's fingers and mumbled something. No one dared to make a sound.

Because they were afraid of disturbing the master's practice. In their eyes, disturbing the master's practice at this time was disrespectful to the God. The master was the embodiment of the God.