"Don't, the ancients had to bathe, burn incense and fast for three days when they worshiped gods and ghosts. What's the matter with us waiting for a while? Now that we have eaten, I'm afraid I won't be able to taste that smell for a while."
"That's right, we've been hungry for a few days in order to get empty. If we're hungry for a while, we'll be hungry for a while."
Gu Fenghua looked at the three of them in amazement: It’s not that good, just a few porridge make you expect it to be like this and anxious? Even after being hungry for a few days in order to get out of the air, they were even compared to offering sacrifices to gods and ghosts. They also bathed incense and fasted for three times.
On the way, you might as well starve yourself to death.
Realm, this is the highest level of foodies. Although I had long expected that under their guidance, the three saints of Moyun, who had killed people without blinking, would gloriously join the ranks of foodies, but I did not expect that in just a short month
During the intervening period, they reached such a height.
What is talent? This is talent! As a newcomer in the foodie world, the three elders who started the sect are truly superior to the blue. Gu Fenghua speculated that he, the former generation in the foodie world, would probably be soon
He was beaten to death on the beach by the back waves.
"Here I'm here, I'm here, let everyone wait for a long time." Amid the endless expectations of Weng Yuanming and the other two, the fat white man ran over quickly with a big pot... No, this is not a big pot, it is clearly a bucket,
And it's a bathtub.
Behind him, Fang Yunsong was carrying a few plates of side dishes and followed slowly.
"Gugu, Gugu, Gugu..." The tempting aroma of porridge and coriander came to his nose. Immediately, Weng Yuanming and the other two cheered.
"Hehe, I'm sorry, I've been busy practicing these days and haven't eaten anything." Weng Yuanming's old face turned red and he explained embarrassedly, but he didn't know that the muttering of the three of them had already fallen into Gu Fenghua's words.
In the ears.
It was obvious that he was deliberately hungry for this to greed, and he put a gift on his face! Looking at the red old faces of the three, Gu Fenghua was ridiculous and crying.
"Three elders, please don't be polite, I'll help you with it..." The fat white man saw the expectation in the eyes of the three of them, and did not point it out. He picked up a few big bowls and said attentively.
Before he finished speaking, he saw the three elders rolling in front of him like a whirlwind. He threw down the small bowl in his hand, snatched the big bowl in his hand, and then spooned up and fell. The next moment, the three elders had already
They each held a large bowl of rice porridge and started drinking happily.
Everyone was stunned, and even Ye Yunji was moved by it.
Fast, it's too fast! Gu Fenghua is sure that even though he fought with Duan Qingyun last time, even if his life was hanging on the line, neither of them had exploded at such a speed.
Talent, indeed this is talent! Seeing their amazing speed, Gu Fenghua doesn't need to guess, no need to estimate. She is sure that the front wave of the foodie world will definitely be beaten to death by these back waves.
Above the beach.
"Three elders, slow down, hot!" After a long time, the fat white man came to his senses and reminded him.
Last time I saw Weng Yuanming and the other two greedy, he also guessed that they had never had a decent meal at such an old age, and felt secretly sympathy in their hearts, so this time I specially prepared three big sea bowls for several people. Who is this time?
I knew that after just a few bites, the bowl of rice porridge filled with rice porridge was already seen.
This is the rice porridge I just cooked, and it’s so hot that it can peel off the pig’s hair. They are not afraid of burning it to death!