The size of the palm but the composition is plump, the peony, lotus flower and Ganoderma lucidum are many layers but not messy, and the enamel is delicate, this blue and white porcelain porridge bowl is extraordinary at first glance, and the Meiling porridge in it simply complements each other.

Delicacy and simplicity are not contradictory visual senses, on the contrary, the overall artistic atmosphere of this holy Meiling porridge rises to another level.

From wooden plates, bowls, spoons to Meiling porridge, the perfect combination of the four shows the original designer's transcendent taste.

This answer, it is absolutely impossible for the mortal to put on that Dr. X!

"Gollum!"

When Chen Fan picked up the matching spoon on the side and scooped up a small spoonful from the porridge, then mixed the spoon on one side, and then watched the silky and viscous rice slowly slide into the bowl like a galaxy, and at the same time, a faint rice fragrance that excesses the heart and spleen escapes, wraps around the nose, and penetrates into the depths of the soul.

The peculiar thing is that the rice liquid that slipped into the bowl did not make a single sound or splash even a drop of porridge flowers, the two were so silently compatible, and the viscosity full of visual sense made the attractiveness of this bowl of Meiling porridge rise to a new level!

The second time, Chenfan, who was indifferent to food, swallowed a large mouthful of saliva fiercely again.

"Ma Dan, I can't stand it!"

"Drop!"

"The balance of the bank card is sufficient, and the deduction is successful!"

Just as Chen Fan scooped up a spoonful of the enticing wolfberry porridge again and was about to put it in his mouth, the sound of the system deduction that had caused him to have a shadow sounded again.

However, this time the mortal expression seemed unmoved, and he did not immediately use the hand speed close to the limit of human beings to draw the mobile phone, but a trace of unhappiness flashed in his eyes, and then he fiercely stuffed the porridge in the spoon into his mouth along with the wolfberry.

"Ahh

As soon as he entered, Chen Fan took a sharp breath, his eyes widened, as if he had been electrocuted by something, and then his mouth quickly smashed up.

"X! Is this my brother's own cooking? What the hell is this? Is it really Meiling porridge? How can there be such a delicious Meiling porridge..."

At the moment of the entrance of the white porridge, the silkiness of the porridge seemed to be uncontrollable, and it slowly slid along the tip of the tongue little by little, and then spread to the throat, esophagus, stomach...

At the same time, with a "boom", a delicate and sweet rice fragrance exploded in the mouth, and the taste of the earth swept directly from the six senses to the depths of the soul, and the mortal felt as if he was in the most comfortable hot spring under the earth, not hot but very warm.

The cold virus that blocked his six senses and raged in his muscles and nerves seemed to be swept away without resistance in this storm...

As the sweet juice of the wolfberry with a hint of sourness that made all the senses more active continued to spread, the unprecedented comfort made Chen Fan cry out frantically in his heart.

In just two seconds, Chenfan's expression was already in a state of extreme intoxication and enjoyment, and Chenfan, who closed his eyes, did not notice that two lines of clear tears had slowly flowed down his white skin.

The second spoonful, the third scoop...

With each spoonful, Chenfan ate slowly, but after each spoonful, his expression became more intoxicated and enjoyable, even the tears that were almost soaking his clothes did not make him stop.

The first spoonful didn't know, but after that he didn't know, but even he couldn't control it!

Since you can't control it, you don't have to waste time taking care of it!

It's so delicious that he can't do it, all the sensations in his body are no longer out of his control!

"It's special, it's worthy of being a saint-level food, Lao Tzu was moved to cry, and for the first time in more than 20 years of his life, he cried so much..."

"Woo..."

Looking at the bowls and spoons that seemed to have been washed, feeling the feeling of being sick with the abnormally light head and body, especially the body at this time was still as if it had been soaked in a hot spring, so warm that the soul was about to fly, and Chen Fan instantly felt that his previous twenty years of life were in vain, and wiped a large tear stain on his face with his backhand, and then burst out very unvividly.

It's just that this outlet, the tears did not stop, but came a bigger outburst.

"X! Where's the tissue?"

Chen Fan found that there was no shadow of a paper towel on the bar, and touched his pocket again, only to realize that due to the cold and snot, the paper towels he usually brought were used by himself.

"System, how can there be no paper towels in this store?" Feeling the rhythm of the pants getting wet if they drip any more, Chen Fan couldn't help but complain to the system.

"What if a guest comes in the future?"

"Doctor, this system has been warmly reminded before, please bring your own tissues!"

"Also, due to the lack of medical qualifications, paper towel services are not available for the time being!"

These two sentences of the system directly made Chen Fan speechless, the former sentence was his own loss, and the latter sentence, experience told him that it was in vain!

Then don't respond at all.

Chen Fan directly picked up the already soaked T-shirt and wiped a few handfuls of his face, and then took out his mobile phone with tears in his eyes and looked at it.

He is actually very concerned about this bank deduction, and the most important thing is that he also wants to know how much this holy Meiling porridge is worth?

With Chenfan's keen doctor's sense, the effect of this holy Meiling porridge is really the same as what the system has introduced, and in less than half a bowl of porridge, his cold will be completely cured, and his mental state is even better than before.

Although the effect of this holy Meiling porridge is only to cure mild colds, as a doctor, he believes that it definitely has the effect of nourishing all aspects of the body.

"System, are you mistaken, how can it be so cheap?"

Seeing that the deduction amount was 144 yuan, calculated with a 50% discount on his own consumption, that is, the price of a bowl of porridge was 288 yuan, and Chen Fan, who was sensitive to numbers, jumped up suddenly.

"This is black technology, a saint-grade Meiling porridge that can make people cry and fall all the time, it's too cheap, but it will drop its quality and value..."

At this time, Chen Fan's head only had all the good things of the saint-level Meiling porridge that made him infinitely ecstatic, and he thought that only 288 yuan could solve the distressing cold and enjoy an experience that was more refreshing than the spa, and Chen Fan suddenly felt very worthless.

Of course, he knows that a cold in the hospital may be more than this number, the clinic may be cheaper, and the key is that sometimes it can be solved at one time, and the money and time add up to more than this money.

It's just that if this is changed before you taste it, I'm afraid that the mortal will jump up when you see a bowl of porridge at this price, but the scene will be another scene: Ya, are you really addicted to it? Brother has eaten the most expensive Meiling porridge is only a bowl of a hundred yuan, usually a bowl of one or twenty will reach the sky, you have a 288, teasing master?

It's just that when I reminisce about the wonderful feeling before, this scene has long been automatically blocked.

The charm of Shengpin Meiling Porridge can be described in a pretending sentence that is, in time, in an instant, and even between breathing...

Isn't the price of 288 an insult to something of this realm?

But the system just responded lightly...

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