Doomsday Pavilion

Motherwort, what a competent name, you know that this thing is good for women.

"No, no, master, I'm a female, but not a mother. I don't need this extra benefit!"

Su Yourong said that he could be called a father, but this kind of heavy paternal love was really kind.

Children hate bitter things very much. It is not the sequelae of sickness and medication and psychological shadows. It is said that the child’s sense of taste is particularly sensitive...

Boss Lin was very disapproving of this.

Children are too unreliable. They always say that tears are salty, but adults know that tears are actually bitter.

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Boss Lin is holding a beautiful round black casserole,

"Come on, hurry up while it's hot, ton it~"

Su Yourong rubbed her belly with one hand, and said with tears,

"No, no, master, you see that I'm already well, and my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

"Master, taste it for you, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, you see, I have told you, the motherwort that grows out of the soil here is really not bitter."

Lin Chou smiled kindly and put his head aside secretly.

Grandma!

What's the matter?

The whole mouth is numb...

emmm, if Xiao Yourong doesn't chew several motherworts stupidly like herself, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Good medicine is bitter...

Sure enough, the soil quality of Yanhui Mountain is fine. The bitter the soil, the better the effect.

cough...

"Wet Tiger, I have seen it all, your actions are super obvious."

"..."

What's the matter with this child, why is it so difficult for this class of apprentice??

"Master, what are you doing, master... Are you looking for something strange..."

Lin•Being a teacher•sorrowful face,

"I remember there was an iron funnel in my cupboard for pouring oil into bottles. Do you see where I put it?"

Su Yourong: o((⊙﹏⊙))o

"Boss, what are you looking for? The dishes? I put all the washed dishes in the biggest cabinet."

clam?

There are still leftovers of the dishes that Chi only washed??

Boss Lin said seriously,

"You Rong's stomach hurts. I stewed him medicine. She refused to take it, so I was looking for a funnel."

Su Yourong said quietly,

"So Master, are you still lying to me? Isn't it soup? When did it become medicine?"

"It turns out that you are sick," Da Yue Xiong put aside the unknowing number of the pure sixth-order dog hair scarf, "I'll come, let me, don't need to find a funnel, I am best at curing diseases. What's up..."

Yourong:???

She "faintly" had a "slightly" impression of Big Breast Sister's method of rescuing a hapless evolutionary:

The method is unique, the technique is proficient, the chest is broken and then the bones are connected, a set of operations is natural.

Help, help...

"I drink, I just drink!"

Da Yue Xiong looked at her regretfully,

"Really don't try our Tiankeng tribe's popular treatment for stomach ache, it works very well without taking medicine at all!"

Su Yourong shivered,

"No, no need..."

She seriously suspected that Da Yue Xiong would take out the contents of her stomach and wash it with dish-washing detergent before reinstalling it.

...

The evolutionary on Yanhui Mountain is also very concerned about Su Yourong, Lin Sorrow's little apprentice-it is more appropriate to call him a daughter than an apprentice.

Most women of school age probably have the desire to have a well-behaved daughter who looks like a caring little quilted jacket. For most old men, the conditions are relatively simple. They can be daughter slaves. It doesn't matter whether they are well-behaved or not. ..

"How about Yourong, is it better..."

"Boss Lin, Yourong is really well, right?"

"Really no problem? No sequelae?"

After all, they are ordinary people, although their physique is really special.

Lin Chou said that after a series of reasonable intimidation by Da Yue Hung Sister, Su Yourong has recovered completely and thoroughly, and began to supervise Da Yue Hung Sister Xiong washing dishes in the back kitchen early in the morning...

Hear the sound of this ukulele like sawing wood, Su Yourong played it~

The little thing is not to say that Dayue Hung sister is too lonely to wash the dishes, she needs the company of her and music.

Fortunately, there is only an exquisite little ukulele in the salute brought by Brother Yourong to this little thing, instead of an erhu, otherwise Da Yue Xiong will not survive this summer...no...today...

Hiss~

Women's vengeance is really strong... and it's totally unrelated to age...

"Linzi, today's soup doesn't seem to be the same as before?"

"I put green vegetables~"

"I used to say that the pork blood soup looked a bit monotonous, with only pork blood onions and peppers in it. Now it's perfect to add these vegetables."

Yes, it is motherwort of course.

Boss Lin doesn't believe in that evil. Some people don't like such a good thing. We must let everyone prove it for me Lin Moumou.

Facts have proved that hardship is indeed a form of attitude towards life...

"Motherwort~"

"Is it the new and improved formula? It's not bad, but the taste is lighter."

Some people are fascinated by the sweetness of motherwort after the bitter and spicy aroma, and they all say that the taste has improved. Others said that it is not bitter enough. Lin Chou suggested adding some bitter melon to try.

Shan Ye looked blank,

"Is there anyone who has such a heavy taste?"

Lin Chou glanced at him,

"You love half-raw stinky tofu that hasn't been deep-fried. No one says you have a heavy taste."

"Poorly speaking."

Shan Ye suddenly swallowed a big mouthful of water.

"Speaking of stinky tofu... it's really a bit greedy..."

Lin Chou also said suddenly,

"I should make some tofu. When the houshan loach and small miscellaneous fish are getting fat, make a miscellaneous fish paste tofu, sizzle~"

Shan Ye: "Hi~"

July is indeed a month with abundant sources of light and various food in the wilderness.

For the various small trash fish in the mountain stream, the algae they like are in the season when they are multiplying, and the shrimps are also beginning to hold their eggs. They eat them all with fat, and the earthy smell in the meat is greatly reduced.

Shan Ye has tens of thousands of skins on his face,

"Anyway, I have to make tofu. Give us a few pieces of stinky tofu. I heard that the thing is soaked in some kind of juice for a day and a half. It's very simple~"

Lin Chou hesitated,

"Let's... is it a bit too much to think of one out?"

Shan Ye solemnly said,

"Eat, drink, bet... ah no... don't you always say that, eating is the second place, this is human nature, how can it be too much? We have to call it the basics of satisfying the people. To survive, this is a very positive behavior."

"Oh, is that so..."

"Isn't it... Oh, why are you going... Give it to me. Give me this kind of physical work. You, Grandpa Dashan, I'll be the best to help. Stone grinding tofu or something is innate." You know the built-in skills, huh? There is no grinding, I can go to the back mountain to move a big rock and pick one. Is this a problem?"