Chapter 1718 Once entering the palace, it is as deep as the sea
It's just hard to understand these people. After the examination, everyone's indicators are not particularly beautiful, but they can still yell with all their strength to have barbecue tonight.
And it can’t be refuted, because Prince Su’s Mansion has always had this rule. Whenever there is a large-scale event, barbecue is required. With so many people participating this time, doesn’t it count as a large-scale event?
Anyway, after someone yelled this, Uncle Black Shadow took Mr. Tiger to buy meat.
Yuan Qing Ling laughed angrily and complained to Prince Anfeng and his wife, asking them to stop it. After all, they ate big meals every day during the Chinese New Year, and now they have barbecues, so they really ate too much.
Prince Anfeng was also very angry and cursed at the shadowy uncle's back, "I have been delayed by the word "eat" all my life, why not eat less? I already have high blood pressure and high blood fat, and I still don't know how to take care of my body.
People who are healthy but don’t know how to cherish their own lives are not worthy of pity.”
After scolding him, he said to Yuan Qingling: "Don't worry, after this meal, if he dares to buy meat for barbecue again, I will break his legs."
Yuan Qing Ling was dumbfounded.
Is this blocking? Is this acquiescence or even encouragement?
She looked at Princess Anfeng, who hesitated and said, "It's really not good to eat too much. Barbecue makes you angry. I won't eat it after this meal."
Well, both the couple are of the same virtue, no, the entire Prince Su's palace is of the same virtue.
Yuan Qingling had no choice but to go get medicine with her grandma and make a pot of herbal tea for them to remove the greasiness and reduce the heat.
Moreover, Chinese medicine also has a certain effect in lowering blood pressure. If you want to eat barbecue, you should drink medicine. This is the new rule.
It doesn't matter, as long as you don't stop eating meat.
Yuan Qingling was still a little angry at first, but a bunch of barbecues were placed in front of her. The old men looked at her eagerly. They had baked them specially for her, hoping to hear a word from her mouth that it was okay to eat.
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Yuan Qingling suddenly softened her heart, "Eat, eat, but start eating light food for three days tomorrow."
"Okay!" Everyone started immediately.
Seeing that they were eating so happily, Yuan Qingling wanted to join in the fun and eat a few pieces. When she lowered her head, where had the full plate of barbecue in front of her gone?
No one was looking at her, everyone was eating their own food. Yuan Qingling didn't even know who took her barbecue. She had powers after all, right? Was she taking the meat too fast? She even
Didn't even see it.
It was Yu Wenhao who handed her a piece, "Eat it. I have to say, the barbecue they make is really delicious."
The aroma of the meat, accompanied by the aroma of barbecue seasonings, penetrated the nose. It was really irresistible. After Yuan Qing took a bite, she could no longer say no.
Oh my god, isn’t this meat just ordinary meat? Why is it so delicious? It’s so fresh, tender and fragrant.
"After decades of roasting, it is inevitable that it will be delicious." The Supreme Emperor blew on the barbecue on the plate, answering Yuan Qingling's doubts, and quickly started to eat it.
Yuan Qingling also started eating, not seeing Uncle Shadow winking at Uncle Lightning. Do you see that? The best way to deal with an enemy is to assimilate the enemy and make her his ally.
If there is another barbecue party in the future, she will probably bring her own meat. Will she still stop it?
Uncle Lightning glanced at Grandma Yuan.
Isn’t there still her? How to deal with it?
The dark shadow has drooped brows. This is not easy to deal with. The century-old ginger has become a spirit!
After returning home late, Yuan Qingling felt that her belly was round.
Oh my God, how much has she eaten?
This is not over yet. In the next two or three days, someone from Prince Su's Mansion came into the palace every day to invite her to dinner.
By the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Yuan Qingling felt that she had gained at least six or seven pounds.
As soon as I entered the palace, I felt as deep as the sea, and from then on my figure was like that of a passerby.
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