Ye Qingmo nodded, "Yeah! It's indeed very powerful. Who taught you these?"
Hua Ningshuang said: "Everyone on our side knows."
Ye Qingmo: "..."
Could it be that people over at Chaoyang Mountain would do this?
That's really awesome.
Maybe, it’s also to keep the meat longer!
Thinking of this, Ye Qingmo felt that there was nothing to doubt.
Ye Qingmo said to Hua Ningshuang: "It's almost dawn, please go in and rest for a while! As soon as it's dawn, we'll set off immediately."
Hua Ningshuang nodded, "Okay, I'm going to have a rest. You can go and take a nap too! You won't have to doze off tomorrow morning!"
When Mo Bao woke up, everyone was eating dry food, but Ye Han was cooking breakfast for Mo Bao.
His breakfast is a bowl of pork soup.
This was what Hua Ningshuang left for Mo Bao last night.
Everyone ate last night.
Only Mo Bao was sleeping, and these all belonged to Mo Bao.
Mo Bao looked at the meat and swallowed in disbelief, "This is too fragrant! Where did you find the wild boar? The taste is simply unparalleled. It was definitely made by my mother."
Ye Qingmo glanced at Mo Bao from the side and said, "You know your mother quite well."
Mo Bao said proudly: "Of course. Back then, when we were on Chaoyang Mountain, wild boars often appeared and would steal people's crops down there. My mother and father would hunt wild boars.
The tusks of the wild boar are extremely long and powerful. Every time a big wild boar is slaughtered, the people can eat it for a long time. Of course, my mother will also take some home and cook them for us to eat...the taste is even better than these.
Absolutely!"
After Ye Qingmo heard this, it turned out that Hua Ningshuang and her husband were actually doing a good job!
He was quite envious.
Ye Qingmo, a happy master of Mo Bao, said, "Let me tell you, when my father and I went to the mountains to collect medicine, we also saw wild boars, but they were just small wild boars. My dad said that when the young wild boars grow up, they will eat meat.
It smells so good!”
"But my mother said that my father was ignorant and said that the roasted suckling pig is the most fragrant and delicious when a young wild boar is made!"
“Roast suckling pig?”
Ye Qingmo heard this name for the first time and thought it was quite interesting.
"Did your mother do it too?"
Mo Bao nodded vigorously, "Yes! My mother can also make many things, including ice cream. In the summer, my mother will make ice cream for me. It is very delicious, ice-cold and cool.
sweet……"
"There is also ice powder. The ice powder with various beans is simply too delicious."
Ye Qingmo didn't expect that Hua Ningshuang was actually a gourmet!
For a moment, I felt a bit dumbfounded.
Mo Bao ate the pork soup and said to Ye Qingmo: "This tastes just average. The ones made by my mother on Chaoyang Mountain are better than these!"
"Because there are medicinal herbs grown by my mother on Chaoyang Mountain, which are very nourishing for the body."
Ye Qingmo touched Mo Bao's head and said, "Hearing what you said, I'm quite looking forward to it. Isn't it a blessing along the way?"
Mo Bao smiled and said to Ye Qingmo: "You think too much, my mother is too lazy! She rarely does it by herself. Unless someone else does it, she only moves her mouth, usually
She just said what my dad did, and my dad just stayed by and did what she said."