The thin 2 slices of ginseng, paired with the authentic local chicken that Aunt Yu received at a high price in the vegetable market, were stewed in a purple casserole for four hours before 10 o'clock in the evening before Wang Han swallowed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wang Han smiled and set aside half of the local chicken and half a bowl of soup to Zhu Yunxia who was raising a fetus: "It's okay to eat some in the early stages of pregnancy, replenish your vitality, and add more nutrition to my little nephew." ”

You must know that although Zhu Yunxia has also eaten wild ginseng before, she has basically eaten it for less than ten years, and she has really not tried it for more than 30 years like this.

In the early stages of pregnancy, you can indeed eat a small amount of ginseng to increase immunity.

Seeing that Yu Changchun and Aunt Yu did not object, Zhu Yunxia sincerely took the thank you and tasted it in small sips.

Yu Changchun saw Wang Han serving another bowl, and hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't need it, you can eat it yourself." ”

Immediately afterwards, Aunt Yu also said that she had already secretly drunk half a bowl and tried the taste, and she didn't want it.

Okay, Wang Han smiled, and he didn't be polite anymore, scooped a bowl full of stewed chicken and ginseng soup, picked a chopstick and put it in his mouth, and then raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It's delicious!" ”

"Of course it's delicious!" Zhu Yunxia only had time to take a breath at this time, and said with a smile: "Aunt Yu's skill in cooking chicken soup is ranked among the best in the country, not to mention that your ginseng is an authentic old ginseng." Well, I ate it, and I felt warm in my chest, full of heat, so comfortable. ”

Not only the surging heat flow, but also the fresh fragrance that lingers after the entrance and the faint bitter and slightly sweet ginseng taste.

It's not that Wang Han hasn't eaten old local chicken before, but the old local chicken stewed with old ginseng like this is the only delicious thing in his life!

It's delicious!

It's so delicious that I can't even vomit the bones, so I bite them all and swallow them!

"Hehe, this kid was a dog in his previous life!" Yu Changchun was the first to find out, happy and laughing.

Aunt Yu and Zhu Yunxia also covered their mouths and snickered, but they were embarrassed to say it.

Wang Han didn't care, he took care of himself and ate heavily, a gust of wind swept the clouds, finished the bowl, and picked up the purple casserole and scooped up the chicken and ginseng soup directly with a soup spoon to eat, in less than ten minutes, a pot of chicken and soup that was originally enough for four people, except for Zhu Yunxia's bowl, all the others fell into Wang Han's stomach.

But Wang Han was not satisfied with this, he took a hot water bottle again, poured half a bowl of the entire purple casserole again, washed all the residues in the pot, and then ate it into his stomach, then wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and then went to eat again.

"You foodie! Go outside, don't say it's my apprentice! Yu Changchun couldn't cry or laugh this time, and pointed at Wang Han, who was still unfinished, and scolded.

"I don't say it, people know it!" Wang Han cheekily sandwiched a cold cucumber that was going to make them supper. Of course, this time it was Aunt Yu's own cucumbers, not from the farm.

After eating a few chopsticks, he felt that the taste was far inferior to chicken and ginseng soup, and Wang Han immediately lost his appetite.

He took a few more bites of the millet porridge that Aunt Yu had specially boiled, and immediately sighed again.

Yes, it is also light, and the food is tasteless.

You must know that the rice used in Yu's house, in order to ensure the nutrition of Zhu Yunxia, a pregnant woman, is all used by Yu Changchun to use his privileges in the military region, which is a hundred times better than that Thai fragrant rice. Otherwise, for Mao Wang Han is obviously worth hundreds of millions, and he doesn't buy a suite in Binhai City, but comes to Yu's house to eat every day? Just to taste it.

Well, it's really hard to go from luxury to frugality!

By the way, I wonder what the rice on the farm will taste like? Try some stolen rice tomorrow.

Wang Han, who had always been very satisfied with the rice in Yu Mansion and had no intention of using the resources of the farm, was shaken for the first time.

After drinking the ginseng soup, in less than half an hour, Wang Han already felt feverish.

It's not the heat of eating chili peppers that rushes out through the body, but it's like a little fireball in the belly recovering its fire little by little and radiating outward.

Simmer!

"Yes. Authentic ginseng soup should feel like this, and coupled with the mellowness of the old hen, it can give full play to the qi-replenishing effect of ginseng. Yu Changchun, who was preparing to practice in the backyard, slowly bowed his head: "Hurry up and stand on the pile, try to channel this heat into your twelve canons, don't force your intentions, feel that the heat has arrived, and it will be introduced." ”

This is a matter of experience, Wang Han immediately did it with interest, and sure enough, after nearly an hour, he only felt that the true qi in his body was a little more condensed than before.

This enhancement effect, before it was replaced, would take at least half a month to achieve, second only to the epiphany at sea two days ago.

Thinking that he only ate 8 grams of ginseng today, and there are still so many ginseng strains that are more than 30 years old, Wang Han's eyes are bright and shining in the dark night.

What stupid, I should have thought of this a long time ago!

However, shouldn't tomorrow's food be changed?

When he returned to the house after practicing, Wang Han couldn't wait to log in to the farm's warehouse, and really found dozens of mature rice plants.

If you didn't say it, hurry up and materialize it!

But immediately, a golden light appeared again.

Wang Han was stunned.

Why do you see the golden light again?

I'm just materializing!

When the golden light dissipated, looking at the familiar and annoying golden brilliant sun smiling face and the text it dragged out, Wang Han was speechless.

"O greedy master, there is a thin layer of chaff on the outside of the freshly harvested rice, and if you want to eat it, are you going to hull it yourself? In fact, Meng Meng's farm can also provide excellent husking services, and it is good to reward 50 gold coins each time. Reward or not? Reward or not? Reward or not? ”

Nima only needs 50 gold coins, and she actually makes a golden smiley face, which is really scared to death of the baby!

Reward!

Of course!

Even if it's 100 gold coins, Lao Tzu will reward it!

I really want to taste the rice produced on the farm!

After Wang Han quickly rewarded 50 gold coins, a bag of rice sealed with plastic fiber film fell to the floor out of thin air.

There are also more than 20 catties by visual inspection.

Wang Han tore open the package, only to reveal a gap between his fingers, and a fresh fruity fragrance wafted out.

Then with a finger, all of them are full like shuttles, slender, warm as jade, and there is a faint luminescence in translucency.

Wang Han raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Is this rice?

Why does it look like broken jade?

Early the next morning, after practicing the plum blossom pile in the backyard as usual, Wang Han handed over the bag of rice to Aunt Yu, saying that he would eat rice porridge with ginseng soup at night.

"Ah, I've never seen such good rice!" Aunt Yu took it, and when she saw that it had been torn open, she immediately curiously took out a little rice grain, and then screamed in surprise.

"That's why you're showing off your craft! Good ingredients naturally have to be matched with good chefs. Wang Han was busy patting his ass.

"Okay, just rush to this rice, I have to cheer up!" Aunt Yu glanced at him with a smile: "However, you have to be mentally prepared, don't be too delicious when the time comes, so that Yunxia can't eat other rice in the future, you have to be responsible for supplying it until she is born." ”

"No problem!" Wang Han immediately patted his chest and promised: "For the sake of my little nephews, this is nothing!" ”

So, in the expectation of everyone, at half past ten in the evening, the newly baked old hen stewed ginseng soup and white rice porridge were served on the table. (To be continued.) )