Then she rushed into the kitchen with a look of surprise and surprise, where she shouted: "Cousin, are you making Linggu rice?"

Du Yu's voice came from the kitchen: "Yes! Go out and pick up the bowls and wait. It will be ready in a moment."

Qing Lingruo was kicked out, and she stamped her feet outside the door and said, "Senior brother is such a prodigal. He cooked a lot of Linggu rice."

"Are senior brothers from the Quanzhen Sect so luxurious?"

At this time, Hu Weimin also came over and asked with a smile: "Miss Lingruo, what is Linggu?"

Qing Lingruo replied: "Millet and millet are annual crops."

"If there is a millet that can grow for more than a hundred years, it is Linggu."

"The grains produced contain spiritual energy, which will bring great benefits to people after eating them."

“After ordinary people eat it, they can regulate their physique, maintain health and prolong life, improve their eyesight and clear their liver.

"People who practice Taoism can increase their power by eating it."

"Hmph, my cousin is so extravagant! We only have two acres of spiritual grain in our cave, and we can only produce several thousand kilograms of spiritual grain in a year.

"All the uncles, brothers, and sisters in the whole sect can only eat one meal of spiritual grain in three days, which costs five taels per person.

"He's so good. He cooked a big pot today for just the three of us to eat. It's such a luxury!"

Hu Weimin reminded from the side: "Miss Lingruo, there are not three people, but five people."

Qingmingruo glanced at him, nodded and said, "It's not three people, you don't count."

"It's a waste if you eat Linggu rice!"

"Senior brother doesn't seem to have prepared anything for you."

Hu Weimin burst into tears when he heard this: "Girl, your words hurt my heart."

"What you said so bluntly makes me sad, old man."

"But I think brother Du Yu is not someone who treats people differently like this. I still have the slightest hope!"

Soon, Du Yu brought out two pots of rice.

A pot of small rice, the rice grains are like soybeans, the grains are like topaz, the grains are distinct, it doesn't look like millet, more like steamed Apex Level fish roe.

The whole pot of rice seems to be glowing with bright yellow light. This is a luminous delicacy.

The aroma that comes from it makes people want to swallow saliva.

It really fits that saying, high-end ingredients often only require simple cooking methods.

I saw Du Yu take out three bowls, scoop them out with a spoon, and place three full bowls of Linggu rice in front of Qing Lingruo, Xiao Zi, and himself.

Then he placed a bowl in front of the three of them, took a piece of century-old honey, broke it into three petals and put them in the bowl.

I also took a few strawberries that were as big as peaches, bright red, and very pleasant, cut them in half, put them in a bowl, and poured milk on them.

This made Qing Lingruo exclaim again: "Beautiful strawberry!"

When Hu Weimin heard this, he shamelessly asked: "Miss Lingruo, what is a beautiful strawberry?"

Qing Lingruo replied: "A kind of spiritual fruit."

"Although it is not very useful, it is a rare good thing."

"Regular consumption can make women more beautiful, have a better figure, and become more temperamental."

"It can regulate endocrine and treat many gynecological diseases."

"Men can also increase their appearance and improve their temperament by eating it. Master said it can also increase their male function."

"This thing is particularly delicious. I didn't expect it to be available here, senior brother."

"Senior brother, your meal is really a waste!"

"Linggu rice, century-old flower honey and red strawberry milk, I have never tasted it like this!"

Du Yu smiled and said, "Really? From now on, I will raise you here and take care of your food and shelter."

When Qing Lingruo heard this, she couldn't help but nod: "Yeah.

I thought to myself: "Senior brother is so kind!"

Hu Weimin's wife Zhang Wenhui next to her heard that beautiful strawberries can increase appearance and improve figure, and her eyes lit up.

At this time, Du Yu brought over another pot of millet. In this pot of millet, the rice grains were more than double the size of ordinary millet.

It is also clear-cut, as beautiful as fish roe, and also exudes a rich grain aroma that makes people salivate.

Of course, if there is not another pot of rice next to it for comparison, it will definitely make people exclaim: "Good stuff, good stuff!"

But there is no harm without comparison!

Du Yu gave Hu Weimin and his wife a bowl of rice each and pushed it in front of them. Another person gave them a bottle of milk: "The hospitality is not good, please use it slowly!"

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This made Hu Weimin couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth: "Little brother, you also know that the hospitality is not good! The difference in your treatment is too obvious."

"Can we respect the old and love the young?"

"Is it appropriate for us two old people to look at your good food?"

Du Yu chuckled and said: "Mr. Hu, what I gave you is also good stuff, this is health-preserving millet.

"You can't buy it anywhere else except here."

"Not to mention anything else, the cost of this small bowl of rice is five hundred, and I won't even take your money.

Qing Lingruo also nodded: "Yeah, yeah."

"This is health-preserving millet! Didn't I just say it? Millet is an annual crop."

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“The millet that grows from millet that can grow for more than two years without dying is called health millet.

"Uncle, the health-preserving millet in your bowl of rice is at least close to ten years old."

"The nutrition of this millet is two to three times more than that of ordinary millet. Long-term consumption is good for the spleen and stomach and maintains health."

Hearing this, Hu Weimin burst into tears: "You eat a hundred years of Linggu millet, let us eat ten years of health-preserving Xiaocai.

"You still say this is not a different treatment?"

By the way, if there was no comparison and there was Linggu millet, Hu Weimin would definitely think that this health-preserving millet is the best thing in the world.

Five hundred yuan a bowl, definitely a rush to get it!

But now when I compare it with the Linggu rice on the side, I suddenly feel that this health-preserving millet is not fragrant.

"Little brother, I also want to eat Linggu rice."

"Ahem, Mr. Hu, it's not that I'm stingy, it's just that the Linggu rice is too little. You see, our family has a large population and there isn't enough to eat!"

When Hu Weimin heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched and he thought to himself: "I almost believed you, you big-headed devil!"

"You young man is very bad!"

He looked at the big pot next to him: "The Linggu rice steamed in it must be at least ten or eight pounds, right?"

"You told me that this meal is too little and that there is not enough food for the large family? You are blatantly deceiving an old man like me. Is this appropriate?"

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