"When I left Beijing, the queen was already seriously ill. I heard that www.biquge.info pen "Fun" Pavilion seems to be unable to survive this time. Li Mi saw that there was no one left and right, and said in a low voice.

"That old witch should have died a long time ago!" Wang Bodang took a sip of wine and said indignantly. learned to sell literature and martial arts to the emperor's family, and studied hard since childhood. finally won the martial champion, but he didn't want to be remembered by Queen Dugu. The wealth and glory of the body turned into smoke in a blink of an eye. Wang Bodang hated Queen Dugu to death, and when he heard that she was seriously ill, he said it without thinking about it.

"Silence! When these words are heard, you will be put to death. And it's going to be a whole family, do you think it's fun? Li Mi slapped Wang Bodang on the back of the head. Qin Qiong also looked at Wang Bodang in a daze, but he didn't expect this outspoken brother to pick it up and say.

If this is heard by others, not only will your own life be saved. will even raid the family and exterminate the clan, a woman who even Emperor Wen of Sui Yang Jian does not dare to depose at will, the power behind it is unimaginable. I want to think of Dugu Xin back then, but it is the Eight Pillars Kingdom. One of the big leaders of the Guanlong military gate valve, even Li Yuan's wife is also a member of the Dugu family.

"It doesn't matter! The two virtuous villages, although they are not as good as the palace in Chang'an City, can't be inserted with needles, and water can't be splashed. But it's not casual, and anything can be said. Brother Li can rest assured! Shan Xiongxin patted his chest full of black hair and said loudly.

Wang Bodang knew that he was speechless, but he just drank and stopped talking. These are all good brothers who have lived their lives, otherwise Wang Bodang has only two ways to go now. Considering that it is too difficult to kill people, running away is a good choice. Qin Qiong, as an official, was not easy to speak, so she could only sit aside and be silent. The scene cooled down in an instant!

Yun Hao looked at the three guys in front of him, these three goods had obviously been packaged. Everyone made a new robe, and there was no interesting dirt on their faces. Even the hair, which was almost on felt, was carefully groomed. The three brothers with loose hair are a bit of a mix-and-match. What surprised Yun Hao the most was that Lai Shun'er was actually carrying a snack in his hand. Qi Biao was holding a fish in his hand, and he didn't know if they had come from the pit or sold it.

"Brother Yun, I heard that you are sick. Brothers, come and see you! Hou Junji arched his hand at Yun Hao, looking like a leading big brother, looking a little funny.

I don't know how they knew that they were in Erxianzhuang, and how they knew the news of their illness. But to be able to bring gifts and dress up carefully is a delight.

took his brother to see Zhao, and these three goods didn't say a word when they saw Zhao. When he kneels on the ground, he kowtows and calls him aunt. It was called an intimacy, Yun Hao even thought about it carefully, wondering if he had such a few relatives.

Zhao saw that his son had come to Luzhou in just a few days, and he had made so many friends. I was overjoyed in my heart, and I had a new understanding of my son's ability to toss. I said yes, I said yes, pull this and see, and pull that and see. This brother also accompanied the smiling face, pretending to be a good baby.

"Wait, Auntie will bring you food. You brothers are playing here! Zhao Huanhuan was about to go to the back kitchen, but was stopped by Yun Hao.

As a mother, Zhao didn't have to choose. can be regarded as a qualified good Chinese mother, but when it comes to Zhao's cooking skills. Yun Hao really didn't dare to compliment, but he couldn't blame the Zhao family. It's really that the overall cooking level is not very good these years, and the food is either stewed or boiled. Pigs don't know how to raise geldings again, not only are they lean meat, but they can't grow many catties a year. And his mother still has a fishy smell, no wonder this year the pig is called cheap meat. Rich people, who eats it.

"Mother, you are tired for the sake of the child these days. Just rest here, and I'll eat a little with my three brothers. After Yun Hao finished speaking, he gave his brother a look. This guy hurriedly stood up, saying that it was the first time he came to Erxianzhuang to go out and play with Yun Hao. After saying that, the four little ones ran out in a hurry.

"Brother Hao, why don't you let your mother cook for us. The boss said that you would come to see you to wear new clothes, and to buy snacks and gifts. All the money from the pit was spent, and my stomach was hungry. Going out to the courtyard where Yun Hao's mother and son lived, Qi Biao said with some complaints.

"Shut up, Lao Tzu will personally cook food for you. How? No way? Yun Hao squinted his eyes at Qi Biao, this is a mallet. Lao Tzu's food culture is thousands of years ahead of you, although it can't be a full banquet of the Manchu and Han Dynasty. Home cooking is still difficult Lao Tzu, today let you enjoy the Chinese food civilization after 2,000 years in advance.

"It's amazing my brother, do you still make food?" Lai Shun'er's eyes widened, and he looked Yun Hao up and down as if he had flowers on his face.

"Eat or not, don't eat and fuck off!" Yun Hao kicked this guy angrily. Who made him look at people's expressions, weird.

"Eat, eat, eat!" Lai Shun'er, who was kicked, immediately had a slut's expression, as long as there was food, he would not refuse. The slimy soup cakes are all eaten sweetly, and this kind of foul mouth is easy to deal with.

Thinking of the soup cake, Yun Hao felt that the pimple soup in the later generations was good. This thing has few seasoning requirements, low technical content, and simple materials and easy to make. It's really a home trip, the only breed to murder her husband.

When I arrived at the kitchen, I found that the cook was missing. Yun Hao immediately gave the order, and the brothers set up firewood to light the fire. Yun Hao found the white face and began to pimple.

Pimple soup, this pimple stirring is a technical job. You can't have too much water, too much is too thin to stir up a lump. Less is too dry, and the pimple is too big to cook. And the pimples should be evenly sized, so that all the pimples are cooked at the same time. Yun Hao had seen others do it in his previous life, and he thought it was extremely simple. It was good to stir it twice with chopsticks, but I didn't expect it to go wrong.

I added too much water, and I couldn't add some noodles. When I accidentally shook my hand, I added more noodles. No way to add a little more water, there is more water ......! When Yun Hao felt that he couldn't stir up those gnocchi, he found that he had used half a bag of white noodles.

The brother next to him just looked at it with such eyes, and Lai Shun'er was full of joy. Brother Yun is still a friend enough, and he has always been full of food. Such a friend, the value of the hand!

There was no way that the water had already boiled, so Yun Hao simply poured a large basin of noodles into the water. I found two more eggs and beat them in, and began to mix them with a large spoon. The egg was cracked, and it was sandwiched between the white and yellow noodles. Plus two handfuls of greens, don't care if it's delicious or not. In terms of appearance, it is not much better than soup cakes.

After stirring for a long time, it looks like the pot is going to be dry. Yun Hao added another large scoop of water to it, and when the water boiled, he put a spoonful of salt fiercely. This is out of the pot! Looking at the sticky lump soup, Yun Hao had no appetite at all. Three huge bowls were found, and one of them was filled with one.

Hou Junji looked at the big bowl in his hand and was a little puzzled, and Lai Shun'er was smiling. Qi Biao had already ignored the hot mouth and swallowed it down. Yun Hao looked at it with a smile and said that he had just eaten it.

"Shun'er, you didn't care about the bowl you just ate. Come, brother, I'll give you another bowl. With a warm smile on his face, Yun Hao filled a large bowl of pimple soup.

"Brother Hao, I ate six bowls! I can't eat it. Lai Shun'er rolled her eyes, and when she saw the pimple soup that Yun Hao Sheng had over, she almost fainted.

"Biaozi, you weren't in a good mood for that bowl of food just now. One more bowl! ”

"Brother Hao, let me go! I ate seven bowls! Qi Biao pleaded while lying on the ground and pleading.

"Brother Hou, the bowl you just ate was not at the right time, or ...... Hey, don't run! With such a big pot left, Lao Tzu will be scolded to death by the cook. ”