Nanming was shocked at the time.

What the hell is this?

Just the smell, you can already reach the level of "lazy god certification", if you really serve it in front of you and open the lid of the bowl, then you still have it?

Could it be that this is what Jiang Lao and Peng Lao have been tinkering with together these days?

What kind of things still need to be made in the sterile isolation room, which is one of the highest-level isolation rooms of Qingyang University, and even the gas has to be filtered to deal with some extremely dangerous infectious viruses.

In this kind of place, secrecy is absolutely good, but these two old men are too capricious to use this kind of secret real room as a kitchen.

Moreover, at the beginning, Peng Lao asked Nan Ming for a strengthened iron pot, and Nan Ming was still looking forward to the food fried in the iron pot, but he didn't expect it to be gone forever, and there was no news, even Nan Ming didn't look forward to it, so it suddenly appeared.

"Hehe, after so many days, I'm hungry. Jiang Lao also seemed to know Nan Ming's thoughts, "Oh, let's try it." ”

That new pot has been strengthened by Nanming, and no matter what food you make, it has a strong flavor enhancement effect, which really makes Jiang Lao overjoyed.

But when he tried a few dishes, Jiang Lao found a drawback.

The taste of the food fried in this pot is too strong, and it has a very strong impact on the taste, but this overly strong taste is like a reckless man who sells on the streets, although one move and one style are powerful, but it quickly makes people tired of it.

Moreover, this annoyance comes faster than a normal meal.

If it is an ordinary person, it is estimated that it will be fine, and they will not be able to eat such a meal in their lifetime. But for Nanming, it doesn't.

If Nan Meditation wants to increase his energy, the best way to do it. Of course, it is a dish that can be eaten for a long time and still maintains its freshness.

Besides, what is the difference between this cooking method that simply enhances the taste and those roadside restaurants desperately adding MSG to the dishes?

If you use martial arts as an analogy, this method is just a kung fu under the outer door, and Jiang Lao has long stopped pursuing that. What he pursues is the best kung fu in the family, which is a stunt that idlers can't learn or practice.

Moreover, Jiang Lao and Peng Lao are still more worried about Nanming's body, like Nanming, they like all kinds of high-calorie and high-fat foods, which are not good for the body, even if the energy in them will be absorbed by the lazy god. But there are still many materials that are harmful to the human body and remain in the body.

Now Nanming is still young, and he can't show anything, but when Nanming is older, it's too late to regret it.

It can be said that these two old men are heartbroken for Nanming's body.

So. Old man Jiang's busy work is many days. Now I finally have a work that I can get my hands on.

Old Man Jiang put the bowl in front of Nan Ming, and stood aside with his hands tied, looking at Nan Ming with a smile.

The same is true for Peng Lao next to him, and the expressions of the two of them are all expectant.

Nan Ming carefully opened the bowl and widened his eyes: "Soup?"

I saw that the soup inside was clear and slightly amber. There are a few green leaves floating on it, a diced brown thing floating in the middle, and a little white particle slightly settled on the lower layer, I don't know what it is.

Nanming took a breath, only to feel that his saliva was about to run down.

He quickly picked up the spoon next to him. Stir it gently, and when it is stirred, the smell that is very recognizable just now, but not too strong, wafts out again.

As the smell poured into his nostrils, Nan Ming didn't know why, and thought of Li Chenggong again.

Li Chenggong is more tenacious than imagined, according to the detection of the lazy god, after he was shaken for a short time before, he actually stabilized again, if you want to get the fragments of wisdom authority back, I am afraid that you will have to hit him a few more times.

Nan Ming thought so, gently stirring the soup, and thought of Zhao Gaofeng again.

Yesterday, Zhao Gaofeng handed over the work of Nanming's personal guard to Sun Leijian, and then personally led the team to protect a customer to Southeast Asia.

Then I thought of Xu Yafei again, I don't know how Xu Yafei told my mother, Nanming has a lot of things that have been hidden from the family, with my mother's character who likes to find people everywhere to show off, if he sues his mother, it is equivalent to suing the world.

Wishing for a son to become a Chan, this kind of thing can be understood by anyone, but it is annoying to broadcast a little achievement of his own child to the world. Nan Ming doesn't want to go home, every time he sees someone, he has to explain, this kind of thing Nan Ming has experienced many times, which makes Nan Ming annoyed.

The aroma continued to drift away, and at this time Nanming remembered Zhang Feilin again, and now Nanming had not told Zhang Feilin the truth about his own strength, although Zhang Feilin must have guessed something......

But should it be said or not?

I don't know why, Jiang Xiaohui's face floated in front of him again, he always felt that Jiang Xiaohui's attitude towards him was a little strange, does Xiaohui also like me?

and Liu Xinyu, when this little girl went to the movies with him two days ago, she wanted to sit with him, and she always felt that her attitude was also very ambiguous.

Nan Ming lowered his head, looked at his face reflected in the soup, and thought that even Tie Niu was holding him and not letting go, and couldn't help but wonder, did I have a face that attracted little Lori?

After thinking about these people, Nan Ming's thoughts continued to diverge, thinking of his brother Chen Wei, and then thinking of He Shan, I don't know when these two people are in love.

Suddenly, Nanming even remembered a person he hadn't thought of for a long time.

Li Huiyun, I don't know if this guy is okay now, is it okay to stay in prison?

Nan Ming didn't know that Li Huiyun had already returned to the sea and regained his freedom.

And Li Jie, will this guy prick the villain with a needle in prison?

Thinking of Li Jie, I couldn't help but think of Li Chenggong, Nanming felt that he had committed Li in his life, why did these guys all have the surname Li.

Circling back to Li Chenggong, Nan Ming suddenly thought of the lazy god again.

The lazy god is looking for the South Hell, I don't know where it is, what if I can't find it?

Found it, what if that Nan Ming made the lazy god hostile to him?

Even if he is not hostile to himself, if the Great Demon King of the Southern Underworld wants to destroy the world, should he stand up?

"Alas......" Nan Ming sighed, his brows furrowed slightly. I don't know why, looking at this bowl of soup, I actually feel so sad, this is not like his style.

Nanming shook his head, and finally scooped up a tablespoon of soup and gently put it into his mouth.

Just like smelling, complex, light and highly recognizable taste, the soup is in the mouth, there is the richness of the soup, the freshness of the vegetables, the smooth fragrance of mushrooms, and the taste of meat, and there are vaguely some slippery rice grains.

All of a sudden, all the troubles just now don't matter.

He scooped another tablespoon into his mouth, and suddenly grinned.

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel very happy and happy.

Then, the joy and happiness disappeared, and there was only an indescribable calm, as if there was nothing to think about in the head, nothing to think about, just to drink soup.

He just sat there, enjoying the peace that came from the depths of his heart, all thoughts had faded, his whole brain seemed to stop working, and his memories no longer came out.

At this moment, it was as if someone had dragged Nan Ming's soul out of his body and let his soul float freely in the sky.

And his body, having lost all its advanced functions, seemed to be left with only a shell, moving mechanically.

Peng Lao and Jiang Lao looked at him cautiously from the side, not daring to move.

There was a "ding" sound, the spoon touched the bottom of the bowl, and before I knew it, the soup bowl was empty.

At that moment, all kinds of thoughts came back in an instant, but they didn't hesitate anymore.

Li Chenggong? Just step on it again. Even if it is Xiaoqiang, it is not something that can be trampled to death with one foot.

Zhao Gaofeng: There are really few people in this world who can hurt him, and Southeast Asia is not a tiger's den in Longtan.

Mom's side, Film's side, let it be, Mom's side can hide it, and Film's side can hide it if she can.

As for the rest, Nan Ming didn't even know how this kind of thing could make him annoyed.

It's like having a dream, crying very sad in the dream, and waking up to find that it's just a dream, which makes people can't help but feel happy.

It's a great feeling.

All kinds of troubles, like a dream, suddenly disappeared.

Wait a minute......

Nanming suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He stood up abruptly and looked at the bowl of soup in front of him.

"Is this qiē because of this bowl of soup?" Nan Ming's eyes almost popped out.

Smell the smell, arouse the sorrow, drink the soup, the soul is out of the body, after drinking, the smoke disappears, the troubles are gone, carefree......

This...... How could it be food?

This is no longer the concept of "good drink", it is completely beyond the category of "food".

By the way, Peng Lao and Jiang Lao said that they wanted to study medicinal diet, is this the so-called medicinal diet?

But the drug, too, can not have this peculiar feeling.

Drugs can only amplify or suppress a certain feeling, but they can't do it so complicated.

Moreover, this kind of amplification or repression is beyond the limits of human physiology, but just now, Nanming just went through a stage naturally, a life without zài.

After drinking, this life also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Some of the worries followed.

Jiang Lao and Peng Lao glanced at each other, and when the two of them tried it, they were also frightened by this soup.

"What is this soup called?" Nan Ming asked Jiang Lao.

"I haven't come up with a name yet, why don't you help me make one?" Jiang Lao said with a smile.

This soup was originally a dish developed for Nanming.

"A bowl of soup, all the worries are gone, even I have forgotten most of myself, I do have a not very good, but very apt name. ”

Nan Ming paused: "Meng Po soup." (To be continued......)