Chapter 1299： Respective brain holes (1/2)

Wu Ke:? ? ?

Our researcher Wu is so stupid...

What is this called...

Cut the weeds and roots!

Do not keep the chickens and dogs!

Catch it all in one go!

Hurry up and kill!

Lin Sorrow, Lin Moumou, you are too much, you!

Wu Ke felt indignant while touching his belly as if he was pregnant in May.

Is it necessary? We've all become such aunts. We can't eat much at all. Is it really necessary?

And Kogun is obviously satisfied with the pot...er...the pot and the taste of the food in the pot.

Everyone heard the blast of air above the eaves, and they had obviously finished eating and dancing--or even digestion.

Master Billowing's happiness is the purest and most authentic. If you eat happily, Bengdi is over.

Of course, if someone Huang is on the scene now, he will definitely not be entangled with the question of one more spoonful of soup less than one spoonful of soup-there is a high probability that someone Huang will be extremely envious of the good teeth of Gungun adults again-after all, he himself No matter how awesome it is, it is only limited to licking the plate.

It's not worth mentioning when compared with the skill of Master Gungun eating dishes, it's too low.

Wu Ke looked at the egg dumplings and the clear soup in the bowl. The Basheng soup was white and the egg dumplings were golden. The bright colors and the warm steam gave people a warm feeling as if the soup was still boiling.

Of course, if Lin Chouken bothered to decorate it, such as using a little jade-white cattail, orange-red carrots, green onions and coriander, it should be more beautiful...

Boss Lin has never been willing to decorate and display dishes, it seems that these have become his characteristics.

Hmm, but this point is quite popular among the evolvers. They all feel that only the Xue family like Bafanglou is good at cooking like that. Good dishes just want to make them look like you can’t afford them. In their opinion, it’s full of them. It is the taste of disease-free groaning and hypocritical, really not in line with the unbridled and unrestrained style of our evolution.

Wu Ke tangled up an ”egg dumpling” cautiously.

Okay, this shape is actually a siu-mai...

The egg dumpling skin on the seal is like a circle of soft streamers, beautiful and cute, and the full stomach is full of flavor.

But Wu Ke was entangled and entangled, and finally sipped a mouthful of soup in his mouth with a spoon...

Ok!

It’s said that the soup is good for digestion. Let’s take a bite to digest and digest the contents of the stomach~

”Suck.”

Wu Ke's first feeling was fresh, unquestionably delicious.

However, the taste of the mouthful is completely different from the deliciousness of the meat. It is light, clear, and sweet, as if there is a kind of cattail soup made by Lin Chou sometime.

If you don’t have to look at it at all, and if you close your eyes and imagine, what Wu Ke's mind must have is a pan of milky white, thick, floating jade white cattail, stalk radish, and cloud-like fluffy egg velvet. , In short, it will not produce the old soup that is stewed in a pot of eight kinds of fresh meat.

”It's so clear... No wonder I feel so good when I eat fish...”

Now the only adjective Wu Ke can utter is the word ”Qing”.

Light and clear, the wind is light and the clouds are calm and comfortable, a mouthful of soup is still in your mouth, but it seems that people have been on vacation on the top of the cloud, and when you eat, it is full of moisturizing tenderness and warmth, just like a one Bowl of **** tea to quench thirst and cold.

”call...”

”If you were to choose, what would you serve with such a flavored soup?”