C10 Sanhe decoction

"Well, since it's a good idea," he continued, without looking at the little path. This was a good thing for everyone here. That should be supported. We'll let you off this once. But that won't happen again! " In the end, his voice turned sharp.

Fugui didn't seem to hear it as he stuck his left ear into his right ear and threw it away. Can't answer: "Yes! You know how it is! "

"Yes." "Yes." Fu Cheng nodded his head and left as soon as he heard Fu Baoguo agree. He did not want the rich to associate him with his sudden appearance. If they let him know that he had been following him around, who knew what kind of corruption would appear on that brat. But that's not right. What do you mean you want to compete? Servant is servant, how can you compete? What do you mean?

Fu Gui knew that he had to spoil the meal as soon as he said it. How could Fu Cheng be so easily fooled like that? Seeing his strange expression, he immediately pretended to feel pain all over his body as he rolled on the ground. In any case, his clothes were ruined, so he might as well make some contributions for himself.

Fugui's bald head twitched. He knew that there were too many playthings here, so he decided to play with them. Was he in pain seeing him rolling on the ground, or was he trying to trick him into avoiding questioning? In the end, he was still worried that he would gain the upper hand. He had waited for so many years and finally found someone to do his job. If something really happened, he would regret it to death.

His face tightened as he ordered, "Little path." Get two little doors to carry him back. Tell the people below to make some soup and send it over. "

Although Little Road was extremely unhappy in his heart, he still didn't dare to disobey Fu Cheng's words. He immediately carried out his plan without holding back.

It was even more serious than when they met just now. The expression on his dark and unassuming face was getting richer and richer, and even his nose was wrinkling as if it had been beaten until it was swollen. His eyes were narrowed so that they could not be seen, and he just let this Little Yellow Door, hehehe, carry his light body freely. Wealthy and beautiful, he felt like he was riding on a cloud. He swayed as if he was riding on a cloud. He thought maliciously in his heart: "If I want to use my original weight, I will definitely be able to do so." Hehe, you brats got lucky. This body of yours is too f * cking thin. "Mm, I have to properly make up for it in the future." When he realized that his body seemed to have touched something, he was already on the brick bed. Astonished, he thought to himself, "This ancient man's ability to serve others is great, he could actually reach such a level. I must be served in the future." Fugui couldn't help but laugh twice.

"Eunuch, your soup is here." A Little Yellow Door knocked on the door of a rich person's room. The rich person was secretly surprised at the ability of these people to handle matters, and said: "Oh, come in." He quickly laid down on the brick bed and started to hum. His eyes were closed, his mouth was wide open, and he was on the verge of death.

When the Young Eunuch saw the wealth, he immediately said with a meaningful glance: "Eunuch, do you want this servant to serve you?"

When Fugui first heard the name "Eunuch Gui", he didn't care too much about it. Now that he heard the name, no matter how he looked at it, it felt weird. Wasn't this the same as that person's name? He immediately opened his eyes and said solemnly, "Call me Fu from now on …" Eunuch... "Ouch!" He quickly lay back down on the bed. He was feeling depressed in his heart. What was his name now? It had nothing to do with that eunuch anymore. Then, thinking back to when the Young Eunuch said that he wanted to serve him, and thinking about the eunuch, and thinking about the latrine just now, he thought about it even more, and immediately felt no pain on his body. He struggled to get up and bared his fangs and brandished his claws, and said, "No need, Young Master..." "Young master, we don't need it, we don't need it!" In a moment of desperation, he could not care less about how he should address the eunuchs.

Young Eunuch looked at Fu Gui strangely, thinking that this rich official was really different from others. He could recover from such a heavy injury so quickly, no wonder his way of doing things was so strange, could it be that this was a place where experts were brilliant?

When Fugui saw the strange look on his face, he immediately realized that his reaction was allergic. He slowly lay back down and moaned twice. Without saying anything, he started waving his hands a few times to peek around. There was no one in the house, except of course himself. And the door was closed. Fugui was secretly pleased with himself as he had some thoughts in his mind. At the same time, more attention was focused on the strange fragrance that was being released by the soup on the table.

He knew from the moment the soup came in that it must be something extraordinary, that the fragrance seemed to come from the very depths of one's taste, that it would give you everything you could feel his charm, that it would tease you together like a beautiful woman, that you could not bear it any longer, that she was trying to make a fool of herself, that she was trying to tease you in places you couldn't stand. You said it's not bad.

When the rich and noble pounced on the table and saw the clear soup that looked like a landscape painting of Jiangnan, they felt even more impressed. As expected, both beauty and fragrance were present, and the culinary arts of the motherland were amazing. Wealth was always wondering how he had managed to hold it in.

Grab the spoon and give it a good whack. Sadly, the spoon is only so big. No matter how hard you try, it's useless." No longer caring about anything else, Fugui drank a spoonful first before letting out a snort. Then, he sucked a spoonful into his mouth. "AHH!" A cry of pain rang out, but the sound was still a little strange. At the beginning, when he was flying through the clouds and splitting the sun, he suddenly turned around and fell into the deep abyss until there was no trace of him.

Wealth truly couldn't bear to take advantage of such a delicious soup. He spat it out back into the pot, laughed at his own tongue, and vaguely cursed, "Damn it, what a hot soup!" "Little brat, you're still alive. Why didn't you greet me when you brought it over?" Fugui silently cursed everyone related to the soup and then slowly scooped another spoonful. After blowing on it and blowing on it, he then comfortably swallowed it down. His proud appearance caused even his eyebrows to furrow together, only leaving a huge mouth on his face.

My lord..." What's the matter with you, is it? " That young eunuch appeared outside the room again, and it seemed like he hadn't left yet. Fugui was currently drinking heartily and didn't have the time to care about him. He immediately replied, "It's fine, it's very good. You can go. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do. " Wealth sent the little eunuch away with vague words.

Young Eunuch's soft and soft head still had a face full of confusion. Her face was filled with confusion as he said, "What's wrong with Eunuch Fu? Show me what you're saying, then say it's great, what does it mean? It's really strange! " Young Eunuch returned to his room sleepily.

The soup was dark brown in color, and if one looked carefully, they would see that it was like a pool of tranquil and clear water, with no bottom to be seen. If one looked carefully, they would see the carefree and ethereal taste of the southern part of the country. If one took a closer look, the soup was slightly sour and spicy. Moreover, the fragrance was refreshing and refreshing. After drinking it, one would feel refreshed and have an endless amount of aftertaste. It was as if they had arrived at the Jade Pool Immortal Palace. His sleeves fluttered, as though he had ascended to the highest peak. This soup was not only delicious, but it could also stimulate the stomach, increase appetite, promote digestion, and also remove wind and moisten the bones and strengthen the tendons. It was a first-class soup! The soup was made with beef and fresh dumplings and sweet potatoes. The specific methods are as follows. First, grab the thin strips of powder into the bamboo cover, filter them, and put them into the iron ring or the sand jar in the middle of the pot. After boiling them over and over three to five times, pour them into a large bowl. Then, take six cooked dumplings and fold the thin pieces of beef into the bowl. Then, scoop two spoonfuls of hot broth (preferably stewed with beef and pig's stew) from the pot and pour it over until the ingredients are flooded. Finally, sprinkle with MSG, pepper, cilantro, onions, garlic paste, it is edible. As for the chefs in the Royal Kitchen, after making the soup, they gave the rich a portion of the Clear Broth. People say that the chicken broth was nourished, so the nourishment was all in the broth.

After seeing the bottom of the casserole soup, Fugui was a bit upset. He knocked on the edge of the casserole a few times and scolded, "How come you don't know what to make of this? I wonder if this grandpa has ever tasted such a good soup? " How would he know that the people in the palace were all nobles? Since young, they were all seafood dishes, even chicken, duck and fish. Who knew where their mouths were. Furthermore, their appetite was unspeakably small. Usually, when they served soup, they would only serve up a small porcelain bowl. It was likely that they would be finished in just two or three bites from the rich. It was still the same chef who added a few more people to his family list, considering that wealth was the origin of poor eunuchs. However, in the end, it still wasn't enough to satisfy the appetite of the wealthy and wealthy.