It’s the spring when the skin is put in the rice water.
It’s to get rid of the scent and make it softer.
Then the remote shadow cut the skin into thin strips, boiled it in a chicken soup pan, and cut the ham from the Golden Hua into thin pieces of light, and went to the bottom of the pot.
The more fresh spring veggies, the better they are, the better they are, the better they are.
And they lifted up their sleeves, and gave me a spoonful of spring ham soup, and I took the stubble from the bowl, and I bit it down, and the fragrance, sweetness and bitterness spread out in a moment.
The Shaher naturally tasted the soup so easily that the savannah population was heavy.
He followed the shampoo, took a good example, reached out his hand and swung a bowl for a bird that was already pregnant, then carefully guarded another cathedral, slashed the meat with a knife, cut down a piece in the middle of the lamb’s row and white, and picked it on the wall of the stove.
The pyrotechnic time blows, and the scent flows straight to the heart.
After we were given some of the roasted pieces, Shaher baked a piece of the chest white with butter and pepper, and put it in Elam’s mouth: “Mother, eat. I’m sorry.
King Qi was sitting there watching, looking curious and trying.
I never let him do it again after he burned a piece of meat from a young golden boy: “Sit down, your nephew, and wait and eat, and you don’t have to end up.” I’m sorry.
“Who wants a bowl of hot noodles?” LEE XI raised her face and laughed and asked us.
The guacamole rolls with boiling water, the white foam turns into a vortex in the heart of the pot, the fish is thrown into the pot, the fats of the crumbs are twitching in the pot, and the soup is fragrance and fragrance, and the smell of the roasted lamb on the Shaher side is crushed down for a while.
The face was thin, long and smooth, and then it was filled with soup, and LEE made a bowl for each of us.
Yaojiro Zheng, moved over to an altar: “The head is pouring. I’m sorry.
This was one of the gifts given to me on the day of the opening of Chun-chun. I kept it all the time.
It’s hard to get a table together, and that’s why we’re here.
Piggy-dried chicken fungus, extracted from the jar with a spoon, fell on the face of the fish, and when the smell of the chicken rose, the scent of the fish soup was pushed up a step and the whole child spilled.
“Shah, you are quick and able, and please bring a bowl to Yang and the mother.” I’m sorry.
I’ve got two bowls of noodles, watered my head in the food box and handed it to Shahl.
Then, after grunting, three bowls of fish noodles stopped, and the belly went round and round.
A long wind passes through the courtyard, blowing the peach petals of the branch.
The cup is so bad, we’ll all be together, we’ll be laughing, we’ll be happy.
These are good and good, I like.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
