Fields of Gold

Little grass secret Dan medicine, that is only one missing level from Xiandan. With it, Su Zheng wants to die without a chance.

“How despicable! Sneak attack!! If he fought on the ground, Mr. Su didn't have to lose him!!” As soon as Yu Xiaograss heard that Su Lan was fine, he relieved and waved his little fist in anger, shouting for Mr. Su.

“Yes, yes! Your Mr. Sue is amazing, all right?” Zhu Junyang almost slapped himself in the mouth, knowing that the little girl was the brainless powder of the guy, why do you have to talk about the goddamn old eunuch in such a good atmosphere!

Yu Xiaograss frowned and shouted at him with dissatisfaction: "What's your tone? What kind of attitude? ”

Zhu Junyang turned a big white eye in his heart. His heart said: Your very powerful Mr. Su, or your man gave his life to save him. All over the barracks, apart from Su Lan, who was seriously injured, your man has the power to fight each other. Although, in the end, the opponent falls under the power of fire in his own hands. But after all, in the moment of Su Lan's injury, the first timely response was from your man. If your man hadn't stopped you, your Mr. Su would have died without a chance of cure!

Now, he had to draw the attention of the little girl back to himself: “Chief Su was really good at kung fu, but he was seriously injured. It was your man, me, who stopped his enemies despite the danger; it was also your man, me, who took down the other party's trauma; and finally, it was you, the man who saved Su's life. Tell me, who's the best? ”

Yo, is this jealous again? Watch your eyes, man! But she loves it! Yu Xiaograss jumped up and kissed the sour, handsome man on his lips. He smiled. "You're the best! In my heart, you are a big Gestapo hero, no one can go over you!! Mr. Su's enemies have such high kung fu. Let me see, are you hurt? ”

“No! I promised you I wouldn't hurt a single hair when Grandpa left!” Zhu Junyang cooperated with the little girl's movements and turned around to facilitate the weed examination. Just as Little Grass was stripping his clothes off and further examining, he grabbed the busy little hands, “Nor is Grandpa stupid, but he can't fight, isn't there a fire? Once it's gone, the guy won't make it down! ”

Turns out, Yu Xiaograss's heart completely let go: “Our Junyang is the smartest! You're right, you can't beat a hardcore hero. That's the most important thing about a bear! The fire works so well, no need for guns, idiot!” Speaking, look at Zhu Junyang with the little eyes he adores, and look at Zhu Junyang as a sense of glory!

“Junyang, did you have lunch? What would you like for dinner? It's been so long since I've eaten my cooking. I'll make it up to you today!” Yu Xiaograss rubbed his fists and prepared to hold General Zhenxi's stomach tightly.

“Didn't eat! In order to get back to you early, even breakfast was on horseback, eating two dried grains at will.” Zhu Junyang covered his stomach with a pitiful look to beg for feeding.

Yu Xiaograss immediately softened his heart: “Oops! How can that be? Don't starve my Gestapo hero! Wutong, Wutong! Bring my lunch snacks to the hall! Eat two pastry pads first, and I'll make you something good! ”

Though far away, Wutong has been watching the movement in the yard. Home Miss met Yangshen Wang commissioned tears, Home Miss's delicacy, Home Miss's intimacy with Yangshen Wang... cough, she sees it in her eyes. She used to be like a thief to protect Yangxian Wang. Now it's not necessary. New Year's Eve is the identity of the Princess of Yangxian. If you protect her again, it's really annoying. Even my own lady can't spare her!

Hearing the lady's call, Wutong answered and quickly walked towards the kitchenette. Today at noon, after a long time of decadence, the lady finally made a chocolate sandwich biscuit herself. After that, I didn't eat a few pieces. Did Miss Underground feel that the King of Yangshen was coming, so she prepared it for him in advance?

Grass is already busy living in the kitchenette at this time. Zhu Junyang couldn't let go of every moment of her time with the grass. She snuck into the kitchen with a plate of sandwiched biscuits. Watching the little grass busy in it, the oil nevertheless produces a warmth and a sense of happiness. I want to marry the little girl back sooner rather than later, only to wash his hands and make soup. Everything about her belongs to him!

“What are you going to do for Grandpa?” Zhu Junyang bit a scorched crispy sandwich biscuit and chewed it carefully, asking.

“The prawns brought here today are quite fresh, making you a 'peacock prawn’ in the full Chinese seat.” Yu Xiaocao skillfully decapitates the prawns, chops them in half from the middle, adds the seasoning, then foams the egg yolks, puts the prawns in the egg paste, fries them until the golden yellow fishes, “Taste, ah...”

“This is... OK?” Didn't you say "peacock prawns”? Where's the peacock? Zhu Junyang asked the question in his heart.

“Peacock?” Yu Xiaograss felt his nose faintly, his eyes turned, "he said,“ that's just a plate carved from a pumpkin, a blunt-headed brain, our own people, don't talk about that! ”

While silently helping to beat down the cook, he picked up a melon and carved a raw peacock and handed it to the master. Yu Xiaoxun smiled and made a ghost face at Zhu Junyang: “Okay, now the peacock has it too! Anything else, Grandpa? ”

Golden prawns, light green peacocks, seductive aromas and visually beautiful enjoyment. With the sprayed prawns, who's going to eat Baba's cookies? Zhu Junyang stuffed the biscuits in his hand into Hou Xiaoliang's long-sought coveted hands: “Thank you! ”

“Thank you Master!!” Hou Xiaoliang, tired and hungry, whipped along the way with his master. Although he had just filled him with a red date cake with kindness, he saw the charming cookies in his master's hand. He was said to have made them by his mother in the future, and the red date paste did not taste good.

The cooking skills of the future mother-in-law are generally recognized throughout the capital, but unfortunately he doesn't have the blessing, a taste of the craftsmanship of the future mother-in-law. Unexpectedly, the master was kind enough to reward him with chocolate biscuits, whoops... so touching, what should we do? In the future, we must redouble our efforts to follow the master's steps, just ask him to reward himself with more delicious food!

Zhu Junyang didn't know what his men were thinking. At this time, he had already reached out and grabbed a golden prawn, stuffed it in the mouth and tasted it carefully. Mmm ~ ~ ~ Soft and crispy on the outside. It's his girl's craft!

“That's right! What is' Full Han Seat '?” Zhu Junyang ate three prawns in a row before coming out of his mouth and asking questions from the bottom of his heart.

“Oh! Mmm ~ ~" Yu Xiaoshua's hand paused for a moment, shook up for a moment, "Full of Chinese seats, it is a lost court feast, both the features of court dishes and the essence of local flavors. Combining the special flavors of Manchu and Han dishes, it is considered the treasure and highest realm of Chinese culture. Manchukuo is typically served in at least one hundred and eight dishes, with salty and sweet dishes, vegetarian dishes, a wide range of ingredients, delicate ingredients, and all-inclusive mountain and precious sea flavors. ”

One hundred and eight? Zhu Junyang's eyes suddenly lit up. Doesn't that mean that if he marries his daughter-in-law in the future, he will have a great deal of mouth blessing?

“Daughter-in-law, is this the missing ‘Manchu Seat' on your recipe scroll?” Zhu Junyang was very considerate in finding a reasonable source for Little Grass.

Yu Xiaowei paused for a moment and nodded slightly. “Hmm! However, the scrolls are still scrolls, I can only know a few of them! ”

“It's already amazing! Grandma's daughter-in-law is the best!” King Yangshen, where's your cold-blooded man? Yangshen Wang: Gao Leng, isn't Grandpa a loyal dog man in front of his daughter-in-law?

“Who's your little daughter-in-law? You can't even keep your mouth shut!” Yu Xiaowei turned his delicate little white eyes and continued the movement in his hand.

Zhu Junyang gathered up and stuffed a prawn in her mouth. She saw how delicious she was. She thought this "peacock prawn” smelled even better.

“Daughter-in-law, of course you're Grandpa's little daughter-in-law? You'll be 18 next year. Didn't we already have a date?” The good day for the two was set more than a year ago, next spring and March, the weather is not cold or hot, just right!

Zhu Junyang saw Xiao grass focus on cooking food for him. After all, the little girl was the most distracting. He looked at her obsessively. Even the prawn in his hand could not distract him: “Daughter, what are you doing now? ”

“I saw fish and meat in the kitchen, and I thought of Dragon Phoenix's tenderness in the ‘Full Han Seat', and I was going to do that!” The rest of the grass heads were not lifted either, and the fish in their hands picked off the skin and bones, then the chicken rolls off the muscle and skin, and then they were sliced into filaments and placed in two bowls. Add the liquor, salt and mix slightly, then add the egg yolk and corn powder hanging paste.

“Daughter-in-law, that's a beautiful name! But when you say it outside, you have to change your name to prevent someone from using it as a harvest to attack us!” Zhu Junyang has just made a great effort, but he doesn't want to leave the handles of the powerful shocker to others.

“Well, let's change it to -- Iron Man, be gentle!” Yu Xiaograss also felt that the word "dragon phoenix” was too eye-catching. Although the Emperor might not be so careful, he feared being used by others with other intentions to do things.

“Good name, daughter-in-law! It feels like a dish made for Grandpa!” Isn't that the tenderness of the Iron Man? One of his gentlemen arrived in front of his little girl and bowed down in front of her fingers.

“But it's kind of a hassle! Just let the cook handle the ingredients!” Zhu Junyang was worried about his own little girl, cooking was too cumbersome, and his daughter-in-law married him as a happy woman, not as a cook. Don't do it again!