Chapter 307: One Meal, One Burp

A meal, the atmosphere at the beginning is very good, and the guests and hosts are happy.

The dishes made by the residents are not embarrassed to be served, even if they are poisonous, the key is that the lack of salt and ingredients taste really average.

The dishes were delivered from the academy in the morning, and they were sent to the black box of the mountain villa with the thermostat food box, and they only needed to be carried on the flying wings. I'm afraid there is no force in this world that can enjoy food from a distance like the Academy.

The dishes are all home-cooked dishes served daily in the college cafeteria, and there are no special dishes. Rao is like this, and the residents are also eating with tears in their eyes. How many years have you not had such a decent meal? I can't remember. There is still wine on the table, not much, one bottle per table, not suitable for drinking more at noon. Both men and women drank a tael each.

Some people cried while drinking: This is the daily life we will live in the future, and we can finally escape from this bitter day.

The woman howled as well, picking vegetables into her mouth as she howled, swallowing the food and continuing to howl.

Called Hua'er to see, she didn't keep up with the rhythm. Quickly stretch your neck and swallow what is in your mouth.

"Wow~" This earth-shattering sound scared the men and women who were crying so much that they didn't dare to cry. called Hua'er waved her arms and stumbled towards Luo Youcheng, "Woo~, nobleman, the old man said that you are noble, and the nobleman is right in front of us." ”

The vocabulary of the child is very poor, but he dares to express his emotions in bold and exaggerated dramatic techniques, and he enters the play very quickly, which is not much better than the knife line that changes his face like turning a book.

The speed of calling Hua'er is not fast, and he has to stop and tiptoe when he runs two steps. In the 19th and 20th centuries, there was a popular folk street performance, called running a donkey, and the performers gave the donkey props to sway left and right. Although there are no props, the action is very expressive, looking at the harlequin in the goblin ten art works, he can kill a person. His confidence began to waver, could such an amazing and brilliant character really become his wife and brother?

Dao Xingzheng was thinking wildly, and when he heard this person who didn't know if he could become his wife and brother, he asked:

"Is there still a hundred flowers brewed?"

"It's gone...... Also, there are three altars. ”

Luo Youcheng looked at his painful appearance and said with a smile: "You really made it?" ”

"Yes, but the medicinal herbs are hard to find, so I am reluctant to drink them."

Luo Youcheng was relieved, "If it's just a problem with medicinal materials, then it's not a problem." What is the origin of this wine? ”

Dao Xing smiled, since he had something he was interested in, he still had hope:

"In the past, many athletes would dope in order to improve their performance. I don't dare, once I find out, all my efforts will be in vain. My dad asked someone to find an old Chinese medicine doctor to prescribe this medicine and wine prescription, which is better than stimulants, and he can't find out. ”

Luo Youcheng was thoughtful.