Strange World Little Cooking Saint

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Shi Yu walked in front of him, "I heard that you are not well, I will show you."

When her hands covered his head, the teenager's body was stiff, and he did not dare to move half a silk. At the same time, his citrus seemed to be soaked in his body by an inch of warm water, making his original Shen Ke's sickness a little easier. It seemed that the dried flesh was being plumped and dehydrated by the nectar and a little vigorous.

"Ye?" Shi Yu was a little surprised. The young man's roots and bones were surprisingly good, but he had no spiritual roots. Without spiritual roots, no spiritual power can be felt, but there is spiritual power in his body, and the reason why his body is so weak is because he can't withstand this spiritual power, he will become exhausted. .

Just as seedlings need watering to grow, too much water is not good, but it will rot the seedlings. This boy is probably in this state now.

Putting his hands back, Shi Yu already had a plan in mind.

"Excuse me, can I help?" The tender voice of the young boy dripped on banana leaves like raindrops, and struck Shi Yu's heart. She has never seen a child ask such a calm question if he can survive. If he can grow up smoothly, he will be an amazing person if he doesn't talk about the situation in the future.

"With me, you can't die." Shi Yudao, "But to cure you, you have to go far away with me."

This is Shi Yu's selfishness. This child has such a good qualification. As long as he helps him shape his spiritual roots, he will certainly go straight to the sky in the future. If he is left here, it is also equivalent to the dazzling pearl. Without an environment for cultivation, he may not be able to make good use of his qualifications in the future. Or maybe he was looking for Master again fortunately, but this does not mean that someone else has picked up the fruit? If you have good talents, you must satisfy yourself first.

The teenager didn't seem to think that she would get the hope of life from her. The pupils of the eyes were slightly enlarged because of the surprise.

He was born early, and he could hear his parents sigh behind him from an early age. How many times he hoped that he could not drag them down. Even if it is dead, it's better to keep quiet and not let them know.

And now someone told him that his body still has a life to save.

This makes him not excited.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps from the outside yard, followed by a middle-aged couple at the door.

Compared to his amazing qualifications, his parents are ordinary people. But after knowing that Shiyu could save their child, they were also very grateful, even if Shiyu wanted to take this child away from them.

"That day, I beg you ... as long as he can survive ..." When the mother said this, she cried. The man next to him had a reluctant expression on his face, but he could only comfort his wife in a low voice.

At least the children are alive, and even if they are not by their side, they will live well in some corner of the world. It's better than watching their children weak and dying until they die, but there is nothing they can do.

Shi Yu understood their feelings, and she was not in a hurry to take people away. She planned to leave two days to say goodbye to them. Stormwind City is just a few hundred miles away. I believe there is no major problem with Qingchen Xuanyin.

The family's yard is small and a very ordinary farmhouse. In the shady corner of the yard, the two pickle jars were occasionally grunting. A little outside the pickle tank, there are two fruit trees leaning against the courtyard wall, and under the tree are flowers and plants. One more point is a green vegetable garden.

Under the eaves of the house were red peppers, garlic, and corn bacon. The yard was small, but they were clean and organized. All of them showed the family's diligence and simplicity.

At this time, Shi Yu smelled a scent that came from the kitchen next door.

Ordinary people, usually have a snack at home when guests come. The dim sum here is not an ordinary pastry, but pasta and the like to temporarily fill your stomach.

In the eyes of the family, Shi Yu now seems to be a noble guest. The clever woman's hands have a different kind of magic power, which can always turn the things on hand into the most delicious things.

Shi Yu was attracted to the kitchen by the scent. Seeing the pan on the stove, the hot oil was already sizzling and the onion knots were fried. In the blue and white porcelain sea bowl next to the stove, the white and translucent lasagna was sprinkled with green onions, bright red crushed peppers, and finely crushed sesame seeds.

The oil contaminated with green onion was already hot. The woman lifted the pan and poured the hot oil on the noodles. The noodles sizzled and the fragrance of the green onion was washed up by the heat. Take a deep breath, it smells good.

Not to say that you want to taste the most authentic taste, the best place is the craftsmanship of the locals. Shi Yu didn't know if the oily noodles were the characteristics of this place, but she had to admit that her appetite had been hooked by the fragrance.

At this time, the woman flexed her hands and feet into the pan a dozen times, frying with the remaining hot oil, and the surface of the fried egg quickly became browned and crispy. Ringing.

"Xunzi, you are really good at craftsmanship," Shi Yu said sincerely.

The woman gave a smirk, "If you do too much, you'll get used to it. I don't know if it suits your taste." She said, her wrists shaking, and the golden, fragrant omelette slipped from the pan into the sea bowl.

At this time, in the celadon bowl, golden fried eggs, green shallots, and red and hot peppers were paired with soy sauce noodles stained with soy sauce. When I looked at it with my eyes, I felt the taste was full.

"You eat this stuffy belly first, I'm going to prepare lunch now." The woman put the noodles on the table under the tree outside, thinking about what to do to entertain the guests.

Shi Yu is also welcome, she is really interested in this food now. Bamboo chopsticks clamped a finger wide noodle into the mouth, and the slightly spicy feeling suddenly spread in the mouth. Shi Yu has always been hot and spicy, which is a bit of a bit of spicyness to her.

What surprised her most was the noodles in the mouth. In addition to the elasticity, the outer layer was slightly crispy, and the onion fragrant made the whole oily noodles different. The taste of the noodles is pure, and the seasoning becomes the key. At least Shi Yu is now smashing the onion noodles she is eating and she is very satisfied.

"It tastes great!" Shi Yu did not hesitate to compliment himself, "This craft can go to the restaurant."

The woman was a little embarrassed by her praise, and she wiped her hands on the apron. "Then you eat slowly, I will prepare lunch." I can see that she is very happy to get this praise, about this is Feeling recognized.

"Okay." Shiyu was already looking forward to what he could taste next.

A chef, while cooking himself, will also look forward to tasting different flavors from others.