Strange World Little Cooking Saint

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"Is there any wine?" Listening to the story should be accompanied by wine.

"Fruit wine or spirits?" Shi Yudao.

Wen Yi pointed at the crab dish that had already been eaten, "What wine is used to make this?"

Ok.

Shi Yu shouted to the kitchen behind him, "Brother Cheng, come and make two eggs with rice wine."

Eat and drink snacks.

"Oh!" Lian Cheng responded quickly, and quickly got busy in the kitchen.

He spends more time in the kitchen now and can do a lot of things. The rice wine and egg was originally a treat for guests. Shi Yu could not help thinking about it when he heard the wine.

The rice wine was boiled with water and sugar, and an egg was beaten, but it soon boiled. The lumpy protein wrapped around the egg yolk and floated on the surface.

Lian Cheng took two white porcelain bowls, one egg in one bowl, and rice wine soup, and brought them over.

"This wine may be a little different from what you said just now, but you can taste it. When I went home before, Grandpa would make this for me every time."

Because she had just returned from the outside, her stomach must be hungry. Rice wine makes eggs quickly, so you can give her a belly first.

"Your grandpa?"

Wen Yan looked at the gray porcelain bowl, and the wine was just like clear water, with an egg and a few white rice grains floating on it quietly.

He clamped the egg with chopsticks, and the golden yolks that had not yet condensed flowed out. When they touched the hot wine outside, they quickly solidified.

"Well, it's a very down-to-earth old man." He should also have a story, but his grandfather didn't tell her, his story was completely dispersed as he left. "When I was young," she pointed her finger at her head, "It is said to be a fool. It was he who could not bear that I starved to death, so I took it with me and grew up a little bit.

"Without him, there is no me. After his death, I never dreamed of him and walked cleanly. I still remember him now, I don't know if I will remember him for a few hundred years in the future. Look. "

Speaking of grandpa, Shiyu's eyes were a little sore.

This affection is the softest part of her heart. Every time I touch it, it's always warm and astringent.

"Drink a bar." Wen Yan pushed the white porcelain bowl in front of her. "Maybe if you are drunk, you will dream."

"How could rice wine be drunk." Shi Yuyi shook off the low mood just now and took out the burning knife. "Drink this if you want to drink it. But I'm almost finished with this thing, it seems to be the last altar. "

The next time I drink it, I do n’t know when it is.

The two people just ate rice wine and the egg bowl and started to drink. You and I have a bowl. The amount of jade wine is not particularly good, and the degree of burning a knife is very high. In her belly.

As expected, she was drunk.

Wen Zheng still took a white porcelain bowl and slowly drank, seeing her lying on her stomach for a long time. He reached out his hand, and a black flower appeared over his palm.

The flower was the size of two hands, black all over the body, and a little red in the depth of the stamen, as if blood was splashing on it, which was a little strange.

He put the flower on Shiyu's hair, and then he drank.

He hasn't dreamed of his mother for a long time, and now he almost forgets what his mother looks like.

What was thought to be profound, in the end, still couldn't afford time.

Fang Caiyu asked him if he had any friends, but in fact he did.

At that time, there were always a couple of children who were half old. Most of the families in Tiantiantian are well-educated. Even if the juniors are publicized, the morals are still good.

He also whistled past from the Heavenly Palace of Yunshang with others, riding archery and fighting, going down to the sea to find monsters.

How many years have passed now, the only thing left in the past is laughter, occasionally coming from dreams. At that time, he couldn't even remember his name.

If they were alive, he wouldn't be so lonely.

After another sip of wine, Wen Ye was a bit disgusted with why the wine was not drunk.

In the kitchen behind, Liancheng has been listening to the movement in front. As a result, after waiting for a long time, he found that even the voice of the voice was gone, he had to quietly reach out and wait and see. When I saw the original bright restaurant, there was a dark mist.

Suddenly a dark mist struck him, he could not avoid it, and immediately felt that his eyelids became very heavy, and he fell asleep unconsciously leaning against the door.

When he woke up, the outside sun was shining on his face, a little warm.

There will always be sunny days after snow, but why did he suddenly fall asleep last night? But yesterday's dream was quite good. He dreamed that he and his fiancee were getting married, and the family sat in the first seat and blessed them, and gave them elixir, saying that it would make their future children healthy and smart.

But that dream will come true.

Liancheng thought, seeing the fiancee next to him lying on the table and didn't wake up. He quickly took off the cotton-padded jacket from her and burned the fireplace next to him, and then went to the front to prepare for packing.

As a result, before I walked in, I saw that the owner was lying on the table and sleeping, while the opposite man was still drinking.

It's been drinking all night, but it's not finished yet.

Liancheng retreated silently.

The sunlight moved a little bit, and the light that was originally on the side slowly moved to their table. As soon as the sun touched Shiyu, the dark air covering her head instantly dissipated.

"Well ..." Shiyu's eyelids moved and woke up.

Her face was still on the table, but her eyes opened.

Last night she really dreamed, and she also dreamed of grandpa. In the dream, Grandpa complained why she didn't go home, and went into the kitchen to make a rice wine and egg for her, let her pad her belly first, he went to cook.

In the room made of millennium ice, there were fruits prepared by grandpa. She took one and ate it cold and sweet.

Actually dreamed.

There were no tears in the dream, but then came out.

"Awake?" Wen Yan's voice across suddenly appeared, Shi Yu suddenly sat up and looked at him: "Is it you?"

"Huh?" Wen Yan looked at him.

"I dreamed last night."

"Oh."

"You said I dreamed, and I dreamed of Grandpa."

"Somedays, some nights, some dreams, how rare." Wen Yan looked at the fool's expression.

"Really not you?" This is a coincidence.

"I don't even know what your grandpa looks like, how can I help you."

It seems that this is also true.

Shi Yu's body relaxed, she thought about the scenes in her dream, and was a bit dull.

"Would you like to find a place to live for me again?" Wen Yue said, still don't move the two.

"Why?" Shi Yu was still a little hesitant.

Wen Yi waved his hand, "You listen to it."

Then Shiyu heard three fat and sweet voices, "No ... no more ..."