"What is this taste, so fragrant ..."

Xie Yu's eyes had not opened, her body climbed up uncontrollably, the tip of her nose sniffed hard, and slowly walked in the direction of the flavor of the flesh.

"Bang", hit the wall.

"Ouch!"

The sunset red three -man group heard a cry, turned around, and saw that the fat man Xie Yu covered his nose and shouted, and looked at each other.

"Who is this kid? Where did you come out?"

"Lying on the ground and sleeping at the beginning, are you blind? Didn't you see it?"

"Personate in smelling the taste, where can I see him in mind? But why did I smell a little Yin God from him?"

At the age of the age, and Lao Long looked at the old stove in surprise, and said in a different word: "The god of yin? What international joke is you driving? This kid is obviously a mortal!"

"You don't believe it. After so long, I didn't deal with that group of guys, a strong taste of Xie Bi'an."

The old stove and said.

"I still don't believe it, this kid is a living person, how can the living person be a god of yin?"

Lao Long shook his head like a wave of waves, but he didn't believe it.

"There is no ghost on his body, and there is a slight aura at all. At first glance, how can you just have a relationship with the pheasant that has just been exposed to cultivation?"

The old stove gave him a white glance, and he stopped talking, his eyes looked at the kitchen.

The fragrance of waxy juice is getting stronger.

Meat, I'm about to come out.

"Sister Huanhuan, so fragrant!"

"Uh-huh!"

Little milk baby and Lu Xin'er's face were on the side of the pot, and they were not afraid of being burned at all.

"Be careful, open the pot!"

Xu Huan smiled slightly, and said softly, and immediately lifted the pot lid. The thick waxy juice meat and fragrance overflowed from the pot with the hot white gas, and quickly spread out.

The fragrance was floating in the window in a blink of an eye.

There was a fat face with a closed eyes on the side, and his mouth opened involuntarily, and the saliva flowed to the ground in a sparse.

The old dragon beside him was also the same image, flowing a roof.

Xu Huan moved to the lid, exposed the hot and rolled soup, brown yellow brown and yellow, large pieces of braised pork red and white translucent, and the soup was crystal clear on it, making people saliva.

There are a little bit of eggs on the side. At the bottom, there are some stewed chicken feet and pig feet stewed. The meat is stewed and fragrant.

Just gently, the meat on the chicken feet and the pig's feet will drill into the mouth by themselves.

These two are good things that are extremely collagen. Use wax juice to add different flavors.

At the bottom is a layer of bottoming firewood tofu, but don't underestimate this tofu, the most delicious one in the pot belongs to it.

First fry it with hot hot sides. After the type is set, put it on the bottom of the pot and stew.

After sucking the soup, it is not more fragrant than meat!

Xu Huan removed a large piece of fat and thin pork belly, threw it on the chopping board, and waved gently with his left hand.

The sword is as silk. In the blink of an eye, the pork belly is scratched, and the pork belly becomes a crushed block of different sizes.

The size is different, fat and thin are the essence of meat crickets.

A small hand quietly stretched out to the chopping board, and was held by another big hand.

The little milk baby looked at Lu Xin'er who was stopped by her, but saw her shook her head in a pilgrim.

In her days, a piece of cake was okay. The pork was a rare thing.

Xu Huan took out two baicalents. This is a very common round cake in the northwest. The size of the slap is round and white.

Although it is not as soft as a white -faced steamed bun, it is slightly tough, and it is more solid to bite.

Usually it can be used to pinch vegetables, and it is good to eat it.

Xu Huan's pair of white tender and beautiful slim jade hands clenched Bai Jiyu, gently opened it, not in a hurry to stuff the meat inside.

Two spoons of thick waxy juice soup must be poured in front of the meat.

The soup was soaked in the ravioli, and when half dry, stuffed the meat in the meat, and it was overflowed.

You have to do this in the north. If you come to the size of everything, the noodles have to be half a catty. The meat clip must be the most meat.

And according to the approach given by Lu Xin'er, don't put any side dishes, just kill the meat in it!

After stuffing the meat, find a cowhide paper bag, and finally scoop a spoonful of thick waxy juice to inject the soul into the meat clip. This is a real waxy juice meat cricket.

If there is another red oil hand rolling noodle, and a bottle of 82 years of pineapple beer, except for carbohydrate is meat, proper long meat set.

The working people can eat enough to eat like this.

When such a complete meat clip was held in his palm, Lu Xin'er's small face shed two lines of tears, and the tears of Douda fell down, and looked at the little milk baby on the side.

"That child is thinking home."

The eyes of the stove king said with some red eyes, and I didn't know if it was because of the pity, or because of the jealousy of the meat in her hand.

With the first one, the second meat clip was quickly made, and it fell into the hands of the little milk baby.

He bite it with a sip, flowing with oil, his stretching, but his hoarseness, but he couldn't stop at a bite, pain and happiness, and couldn't stop.

After seeing Xu Huan made two meat clips, he stopped, took a bowl to fish for those braised chicken feet, and the four diners waiting outside the window couldn't help it.

"Huan girl, there are diners waiting here!"

"Grandpa Long is here!"

"A good apprentice, I have poured more juice."

"I want to eat too ..."

Hearing the last sentence, the three -man group of the setting sun glanced at him together. Where did the little rabbit come from?

Guru ~

The little fat man shrank his neck and looked at it.

After hearing the voice, Xu Huan looked out of the window, and suddenly he couldn't laugh and laughed. After hasting two eggs, he immediately went to make a meat clip.

"Hey hey ..."

The three old old man held the fragrant meat crickets and ate it with satisfaction.

Xu Huan immediately started to get busy again, because she knew that it was impossible for San Lao to eat only one, and he could not fill up with a meat clip even the baby's belly.

What's more, the three unpredictable big guys? There is also a body that is not human, but the dragon master of the dragon?

That is, they only tasted a taste on weekdays. If they really let go, they can not feed them in a hundred Xu Huan.

Xie Yu's eyes looked at Xu Huan, and the fat face was full of grievances.

At this moment, a fragrant meat clip flew in front of him, and Xie Yu's eyes lit up.
Chapter completed!