The purple sheep has long been extinct in later generations, there is no record anywhere, and now I am fortunate to be able to drink such a rare thing, naturally I want to taste it, seeing such a rare thing, I don't know if it is the pure natural wild vegetables and weeds in this pass are fresh and tender, rich in nutrition, the milk of the purple sheep is particularly fragrant to drink, she tastes carefully, swallows slowly, and touches the three-inch tongue place, full of mellow and fragrant aftertaste.

A candlelight in front of the window, and the beauty has a pointed chin.

All the way from the bumpy Beijing Division, I did lose a lot of weight, especially remember when I rode the streets, I still had a plump goose egg face, riding high on the snow-white night white without a trace of miscellaneous hairs, cold and out of reach.

Xie Chengzu paused for a moment, walked over, pushed the lamp and candle on the table that was quite close to the woman, and pushed it into the distance, and then opened the clay cup on the table, which was still a little hot, and a thick smell of meat spread.

"The fresh venison that I just hunted today, when I got it back, the blood had not yet coagulated, and I threw it into the kitchen, and even the bones were divided, but fortunately, the kitchen left some muscles and bones, and made such a cup of soup, the muscles and meat are the most warm and replenishing, you use more." After speaking, he took a spoon and scooped out a bowl of soup from it and handed it to her.

Tan Wanqing doesn't like to eat greasy things at night, but remembering Ruizhu's words, this cup may have been boiled for four hours, no matter what, people are under the eaves, even if they don't want to, they have to give the guard in front of them some face.

"Adults are bothered, I heard the girl say, the adults brought a lot of things in the afternoon, in fact, there is no need to be so expensive."

She stretched out her hand to take the bowl of deer tendon pot, holding the slender fingers of the pottery bowl, under the background of the gray pottery, the root porcelain is fine and white, the nails are like pink petals, and the candlelight reflects a faint sense of transparency.

Tan Wanqing saw that in the small clay pot, in addition to the venison and deer tendons, there were lotus seeds, red dates, wolfberries, longan and other things that replenish the heart and blood, but she looked at the man opposite with some surprise, it is very rare, I am afraid that except for the chef and doctor, few men are willing to be careful and familiar with this kind of excellent warmth for the woman's body.

She looked at the bowl with purple jade syrup, goat's milk to make up for the cold and weakness.

The deer tendon soup in the clay pot replenishes the deficiency and thinness, benefits the qi and strengthens the five organs.

I can't help but think of Master Xie's mother, who is weak and suffering from a woman's disease that hurts her qi and blood, and the reason why he is so skilled in cooking soup is probably because he practiced it at that time.

Thinking of this, Tan Wanqing's hand holding the spoon paused, and some guilt swelled up in her heart.

Looking up at the young man who had been in the snow in the wind in the past two days, although his eyes were swarthy, his chin still obviously had a blue stubble that he could take care of in the future, and finally his heart softened, and his expression softened, and he asked lightly: "If the adults are not in a hurry to go back to the house, let's use it together, I can't finish the meal alone, it's a pity to waste it." "No matter how good things are, they lose their umami after a night, and Ruizhu hasn't come in for so long, so he must have been hiding from someone in the kitchen.

The woman was born with autumn water in her eyes, and her eyes were even clearer under the candlelight, when she was close, staring at you intently, her lips were a little red, and she said these words softly, how could she refuse, and coldly met such clear eyes, Xie Chengzu's eyes were hurriedly removed with a silk wolf, and he forced himself not to look at it anymore.

"In that case, thank you." Xie Chengzu paused, and then took the dishes and chopsticks that had been prepared on the table.

After all, eating under the gaze of Lord Xie, who has the power to kill people, is also under pressure, his gaze swept and swept on his rare restrained face, and then he reached out and picked up the spoon, took out the stewed crispy, melt-in-the-mouth venison from the crockpot, and put it in an empty bowl, and said: "Why do you need to be so polite, the house belongs to the adult, the crockpot is brought by the adult, and even the meat is the adult's." If I want to say thank you, I have to thank the adults for giving me worry-free food and clothing, good food and delicious food. ”

The woman's voice is naturally gentle, like a spring water, hearing how pleasant the enjoyment is in the ears, looking up and looking at the candlelight, the woman's comfortable smile, intoxicating, is no matter how hard the cold iron sword, it must be soft with a layer of misty water droplets, and can no longer see the incomparably dazzling cold light of the blade on the sword.

Even the room, which was a little chilly at night, seemed to be warm.

After knowing that she didn't like to eat meat, Master Xie picked out all the deer tendons stewed in the crockpot into a transparent and soft glutinous pot and put them in her bowl, while the large pieces of coarse meat, bone tendons, and things she didn't use were put into her own bowl.

The glutinous tendons he dialed into the bowl, Tan Wanqing still likes it, and the taste is also good, this thing is strong for men, and it is also very beautiful for women, so naturally there is no reason to waste it, but she has a small appetite, and only ate a small bowl of soup and half a bowl of porridge, and then put the chopsticks aside.

Because of the habit cultivated in the house for many years, he no longer pursues food and clothing, but still enjoys food, so things have always been used very slowly, chewing slowly, and putting chopsticks on the other side when he is full, and the adult man opposite, with the same body shape, has a large amount of food, and is obviously hungry, uses it quickly, and eats very fragrantly.

Fortunately, Ruizhu prepared more porridge today, she only used half a bowl, and the rest went into his belly, and his appetite was so good that he even used up a few other snacks.

After putting down the bowl, Xie Chengzu did not get up to leave, but took out two pieces of paper from his sleeve and put them on the table.

Tan Wanqing glanced at him, picked up the paper, and couldn't help but be stunned when she saw the content on the paper.

"My parents are deceased, and there is only one brother left by my side, if you are willing to ......" He pursed the corners of his mouth and looked at her with burning eyes.