Suddenly, Cheng Muyan felt as if she was on top of the clouds, and as if she was sinking into the soft brocade of clouds. Her whole body was refreshing and warm, and her sleepiness was wrapped around her like a silkworm chrysalis, and then... Then Cheng Muyan was...
Wrapped up and fell asleep.
Cheng Muyan woke up when she smelled the sweet milk pastry. She slightly opened a crack and looked at the dark sky, still a little confused. She felt that she just closed her eyes and took a nap, but most of it passed like this.
afternoon???
Isn’t this too ridiculous?!
Cheng Muyan pushed herself up and slowly sat up with her feet on the ground. The thin blanket covering her body slowly fell to her knees. The two maids who were supposed to be massaging her fingers were now empty. No one was seen in the courtyard.
Cheng Muyan was still wondering if she had been involved in the illusion of formations again, when a soft call came from behind her: "Miss, are you awake? I just brought things back, and there are a lot of good things in the kitchen.
There is a bowl of warm goat's milk soup, which is perfect for eating now..."
While Jin Qiu was explaining in a nonchalant manner and cleverly talking about the pastries and dishes she had invited from the kitchen, she helped Cheng Muyan stand up and called the servants to come up and carry the rocking chair into the room. She herself was collecting the thin blanket.
While supporting Cheng Muyan to claim credit.
Hearing Jin Qiu's ramblings, Cheng Muyan's thoughts suddenly came back to him. His brows furrowed slightly, and he put a strong hand on Jin Qiu's arm. Did it only take such a while?
Cheng Muyan's heart felt empty and far away, a bit desolate and desolate. The thoughts in her dream were like stepping out of the sky. Although she couldn't remember the scene, she still remembered the feeling. Human beings are as small as a drop in the ocean, and she was there too.
Like an ant or a worm, my heart is really shocked and amazed.
"Is Wen Qian here? Is there anything she likes to eat? Just pick whatever you like, but that goat's milk soup is mine." Cheng Muyan listened quietly to Jin Qiu's words and nodded with a smile.
"Pfft... That book is just for you, who else can't snatch it from you?" Jin Qiu bent her eyes and was about to answer, when a female voice suddenly came from the door of the courtyard.
It is Lan Wenqian who is here!
"I'm just saying this, I like to eat this. I must be afraid that someone will snatch what I like to eat." Cheng Muyan had never used these things in the palace before, and no one brought them to the dining table in Yunzhou City.
Come up.
However, it is not easy for Yunzhou City to find the goat milk soup that Cheng Muyan likes to eat.
This sheep is also a domestic monster beast that is a specialty of the north - the Lingju double-tailed sheep. It is unique to the north. The goat milk it produces has only a milky aroma without any smell, and the mutton is also extremely delicious and nutritious.
Um... The reason why this sheep is a specialty of the north is of course because this guy only eats alfalfa, and this grass is not delicate and does not care about the soil. It can grow in any poor and poor soil, but it is not suitable for the place where it grows.
Temperature is extremely picky. In the north, there are only two seasons: winter and summer. In the summer, they will wither and die, and in the winter, they will flourish and sprout.
Lingju double-tailed sheep basically kill the old sheep in the summer, and only feed the ewes dried alfalfa to provide a supply of young sheep. In the winter, of course, Daxing shepherds, drinking goat milk and eating mutton, usually a little closer to the north.
Most people here eat Lingju double-tailed sheep and drink goat milk until they are tired of eating it. Only those from the south will find it strange.
However, before Lin Wu was in poor health, he could not even think about eating goat milk soup. Now, no one doubts that Cheng Muyan prefers goat milk soup, because there is Lan Wenqian in the house who is as special as Cheng Muyan.
A guy who prefers goat's milk soup.
Lan Wenqian knows her own family affairs, is not the same person, and has never eaten this good food, so doesn't she want to satisfy her appetite just by seeing it?
Moreover, Liu Wenqian's family was not very wealthy before, and she was not very courageous. She seemed to have only eaten goat milk soup once or twice in more than ten years? And it was a memory from a long time ago. She probably forgot what it tasted like, Lan Wen
Qian didn't have the memory of this little girl, so she couldn't even remember what this goat's milk soup tasted like.
So, forget about eating, and as soon as you enter the Lin Mansion, you will carry a basket and pick osmanthus flowers to make cakes to eat. After developing a foodie persona, it doesn’t matter if you have a preference for goat milk soup. The key is that it is true.
It's delicious. Lan Wenqian doesn't want to abuse herself or wrong herself.
Then Lan Wenqian told Mrs. Chen about it. On that day, Mrs. Chen took the lead and brought back the Lingju double-tailed sheep specially for milking. It was a bowl for breakfast, lunch and dinner. On weekdays, her mouth was lonely and...
Warm up a bowl. If you are hungry at night, you will have another bowl for supper. And ever since she heard that the meat of Lingju Double-tailed Lamb is not bad, Lan Wenqian has been staring at the Lingju Double-tailed Sheep in the sheepfold behind her house every day.
My mouth is watering. If I hadn't gotten tired of drinking goat's milk, I think Lan Wenqian would have started boiling lamb and roasting lamb legs.
However, despite this, Lan Wenqian also made a plan for the whole sheep in her mind. Which place will be used for braised meat and which place will be used for stewing soup? She will record it clearly and clearly.
At this time, Lan Wenqian began to feel that the world of cultivation was good. All the delicious food was so delicious. Eating it would also strengthen the body and beautify the face. Who wouldn't like it?
Even an ordinary person like me, who has no cultivation qualifications, likes it very much.
Although she cannot practice cultivation and is doomed to live an ordinary life, she can eat and drink and has no pain in her life. Lan Wenqian feels that she has earned it.
No matter how advanced modern medicine is, no matter how high-tech medical equipment is, you can still just take a pill like in the world of cultivation, and the scar as big as a bowl on your chest will scab immediately, and you can get out of bed in a few days, and you can get out of bed in a few days.
Can the scab be peeled off and remain intact? Even if you knock a few more elixirs with the spirit stone, it will remain intact without even a scar?
So, there are gains and losses, and there are gains only after there are losses. Even if you care so much, you can’t become a heroine and save the world. Moreover, a person has great responsibilities as much as he has abilities. Maybe he can cultivate but he is not like he is now.
So relaxed and at ease.
Anyway, Lan Wenqian is very satisfied with reality and can accept it very well. If she is not willing to be mediocre, she can strive and fight hard. If she cannot accept reality, she is just a fool and a dreamer. She only knows how to daydream all day long.
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Lan Wenqian took a spoon and scooped out the sweet soup. There were several spicy dishes on the table, as well as exquisite and cute snacks. But as soon as her eyes caught sight of the milky white goat's milk soup in Cheng Muyan's hand, she locked her eyes.
It's like a head that can't be moved away, and the little girl's little action of scooping out the goat's milk soup spoon by spoon is so cute, I want to fuck her!
Look at that bulging little face. I want to rub it and squeeze it. How could there be such a cute little baby with such soft breasts?