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Foodie adapted verses Chenben Cloth, ploughing in Nanyang, private farm, healthy nutrition

author:Exquisite green fruit

There is a fish in the north, its name is Kun, the size of the carp, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, making grilled fish, can feed tens of thousands of people.

Turning into a bird is for the peng, whose wings are like clouds hanging in the sky, and they can feed tens of thousands of people by making roasted wings.

After all, the Ancient Divine Beast was reduced to grilled fish and grilled wings.

Foodie adapted verses Chenben Cloth, ploughing in Nanyang, private farm, healthy nutrition

Fish I want, bear paws also I want, mixed together stew, big make-up.

Cut the bamboo to take the road, and see the small pond, the water is especially clear. Fish in the pond can be hundreds of heads. Take a liter of water from the pool, place a little bamboo in a stone pot and bring it to a boil. Take the fish fat, cut the scales, remove the gallbladder in boiling water. Without seasoning, the original taste of food, fresh fat taste is beautiful.

It is Ma Ye, although it has the ability of a thousand miles, it is not enough to eat, and it is not enough to be powerful, so that it cannot appear. However, it can be taken from the carcass as a soup base, made into a hot pot, and added to the grass fruit, cinnamon, and star anise to add fragrance. Isn't it beautiful to make fine fire, cut into thin slices of horse meat, and supplemented with seasonal vegetables?

There is a loquat tree in the garden, and my wife planted it in her death, and now it is strong, luscious and juicy, twenty pieces a pound.

There are no donkeys, and there are ships of good deeds to enter. It is useless, so it is roasted at the bottom of the mountain, there is a strange fragrance, and the tiger sees a pound of food.

Suddenly, in the cong ancestral hall next to Wu Guangzhi's second place, the night bonfire, the fox chirped and shouted: "Great Chu Xing, King Chen Sheng." "Rejoice, rejoice" there are foxes, edible ones." "Divide and eat."

The male rabbit's feet flutter, the female rabbit's eyes are confused, washed and chopped into pieces, blanched in water and fried golden, put into a casserole, add ingredients to a high heat, simmer for four moments, slowly collect the juice on medium heat, divide the pot into small pieces, pour oil into plates.

Ming Has the Strange Coincidence Man knows that Wang Shuyuan can use the diameter of the wood, as the palace, utensils, characters, even birds and beasts, wood and stone, regardless of the situation pictogram, each has its own mood. Taste the yu nuclear boat one, the back of the knife is crushed, peel off the green skin, pure and tender, the taste is sweet.

Goose, goose, goose, koji cut with a knife. Pluck the hairs and add a scoop of water, light the heat and cover the pot.

Chirping and chirping, Mulan is stewing chicken. Don't hear the sound of the machine, only smell the fragrance. Ask the woman what is silk, ask the woman what is mud. Cut the shallots into strips and mash the tender ginger into purees. Stir-fry over high heat, then steam over slow heat, seasoning twelve flavors, flavor into the soup. Chicken crispy boneless, shiitake mushrooms smooth seamless, may be potatoes, from this mu soup. Scallion star anise, pork belly, rock sugar cooking wine soy sauce. Meat fly into the water, humane is, first add cooking wine ginger shallots. The foam recedes, the moisture drains, and the thin oil is hot just in time. The rock sugar is slightly charred, and it is almost delicious for a while.

Foodie adapted verses Chenben Cloth, ploughing in Nanyang, private farm, healthy nutrition

Thinking of the youth of the past, yellow hair is still hanging, broad bean pot. The school uniform is dirty, talking and laughing, and I don't want to say goodbye and go home. Now that I have left my hometown, I should laugh at me with affection and smack the tip of my tongue. Life is like a dream, a bowl of braised pork also.

Two yellow orioles are really drunk, and a row of egret meat is very fresh. The window contains the entrance and road snow, and the door is poged by the East Wu big blue carp.

The lotus root of the only love lotus is stir-fried and delicious, and the seed stew soup nourishes the face. Silver ear lotus seeds, not bitter and not greasy, fragrant far away, I especially love to eat.

Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, spring river plumbing duck prophet, fresh bamboo shoot stew duck, sprinkled with peach blossoms named Dongpo duck, waiting for the Buddha seal to be shared.

There are two monks in Shuzhi: one is poor and the other is rich. The poor speak to the rich: "What about the South China Sea of my desire to find Wenchang Chicken?"

In ancient times, there were large Tsubaki people, with 8,000 years old as spring, 8,000 years old as autumn, and chopping as firewood, and grilling fish and grilling wings.

Bamboo ten years of life and death are two vague, do not think, unforgettable. Thousands of bowls of wontons, inconvenient to wait for soup to cool. Even if you are not in a hurry to eat, fill the noodles with green onions and ginger. At night, the ghost dream suddenly smelled the incense, the small window, and was cooking soup. There are no words to say, only tears. It is expected that every year the intestines will be broken, the bright moon night, and the school canteen.

The old man talks about juvenile madness, the left leads the yellow, the right Qingcang, the goshawk and the snake can be made into a dragon and phoenix pot, and the dog can be simmered slowly.

Junwen return date is not in date, braised eggplant oil stewed chicken.

Scramble for the ferry, fight to eat the roast deer.

Dissolve the battle robe with the general, put the hibiscus into the water for supper, lightly cook and stir, and from then on the recipe is more dishes;

May the heart of a person be won, cabbage mixed with fragrant pears, bamboo shoots can bite, fish tails can be sucked;

Cast me a peach, there is no return, the child chews, the victory over the virgin;

Foodie adapted verses Chenben Cloth, ploughing in Nanyang, private farm, healthy nutrition

Panic beachhead to catch cancer crabs, zero Ding Yang to catch blue whales, life since ancient times who has not died? Cut Dan Heart Fishy;

There is Bole in the world, and then there are Thousand Mile Horses, and There are Thousand Mile Horses, and Bole is not often there, so although there are famous horses, they abandon them like, and occasionally they get Bole, they are slow to catch fire, there is less water, and when the fire is sufficient, he is beautiful - he gets up every day to play a bowl, and he is full of his own jun.

The East Gate buys bones, and the sauce is lit with orange herbs. Steamed is the most famous, beautiful fish turtle.

Some people ask, how can you, an honest foodie, get a bite of a two-legged sheep?

Later, I read two poems: "If you live and die with a sharp mouth, you will avoid it because of the law!"

There are those who blow holes, and they rely on songs and harmonize with them. Its voice is whimpering, like resentment, like crying, and the afterglow is endless, like a wisp. Dancing Yu Yu's dive jiao, the taste is fresh and juicy, and the steaming of ginger and green onions is the top product. Although the divine turtle is long-lived, it is still like a time, and the turtle stews soup to nourish the yin and nourish the face. Teng snake rides the fog and braised in braised oil. The old Ji FuTuo can be cooked. Jun does not see the snowy seaside of the Ma Chuan, and the wild game mountain treasures are fresh everywhere. You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, brewing Du Kang water daffodils.

The old man boiled the chicken and invited me to his house. The soup base is green onion and ginger, and the top of the soup is floating mushrooms. Wide open belly, sake boiled plum blossoms. Slightly drunk in his dreams, rubbing and looking for him.

Foodie adapted verses Chenben Cloth, ploughing in Nanyang, private farm, healthy nutrition

Foodie Stories:

Youku saw a video that interviewed passers-by and asked them what do you think is the most disgusting food?

When interviewing a girl, the girl innocently opened her eyes and said: How can food be disgusting?

In the middle of the night, the four brothers who were staying in the same room woke up collectively hungry, but there was nothing to eat in the dormitory, and the night market was closed, so they rushed the last two packs of plate blue root punches, and the four people drank them separately

Nini went to Hong Kong when she was two years old and ate buns at Ding Tai Feng

Super expensive buns, she alone can eat the unit price of adults

The Peking duck is called Donald Duck

Eat fish love fish skin

Eat meat love fat meat

Eat garlic

There is no leftover

Holding up the wave taste fresh to see the ingredient list very seriously said, "It says that children can eat"

Invite friends to a birthday party at home

I asked Nini after everyone left

- "Will your birthday be happy today?" ”

- "Unhappy." There are too many people, and I haven't eaten enough. ”

Once, when she was eating out, Nini left the table to play with her friends

Suddenly the little boy next to him cried and said nini had bitten him

I talked to her

- "Can we talk about it?" ”

- "Yes"

- "Why did you bite just now?" “

"When you were eating, you first served a cage of buns, which I did not eat, and then there was a cage of dumplings, and I did not eat them, and then I was not happy, and then I bit my brother Sisi... “

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Other people's children singing sticks, dancing sticks, learning sticks...

Well... She eats great...

Real foodies are:

[Right to eat is not right, one yard to one yard]

【Can afford to eat, can put down】

There was a female classmate who looked at my roommate unfavorably and looked for trouble.

Two stubborn people with high temperaments will not interact with each other and will not speak.

Until one day, my roommate returned from a trip to Suzhou, took out the Suzhou special osmanthus cake and put it on the table, and went to wash it.

I watched as this female classmate glanced at the afterglow.

I thought to myself, she is suffering this time, how can she be so stubborn and proud to eat the things of her dead opponent.

Then, my roommate came back.

This female classmate opened her mouth!! I'm going to open my mouth!!

She said: Can I eat a little?

My roommate was obviously stunned, after all, the two of them had not said a word for half a year, but they still replied: Eat.

After eating, the female classmate went back to her dormitory and took a bag of shortbread and put it on my roommate's table, and my roommate ate it silently.

And then the two men continued the cold war...

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