The entrance of the meatballs, Q elastic and refreshing, delicate and smooth minced meat, as if jumping between the teeth, with bursts of meat fragrance, makes people seem to turn into a naughty pig, reckless and playful, full of freedom.

The entrance of the clear soup brushes away the fatigue of the jumping time, and brings bursts of invasion, like the dry ground at the beginning of the spring rain, opening every cell pore of the whole body, exuding steaming heat, hearty.

With the unique fragrance of wild onions, it alleviates the taste impact of meatballs, and slowly precipitates a boiling heart, as if opening a new door to natural green, giving people a sense of refreshment.

Chu Xiangjun, Xiahou Qin, Yuelun, and Bo Bo opened their eyes, and there were satisfied expressions in each other's eyes.

The taste of this round soup is really amazing.

Moreover, because it is a meatball beaten with a drum urn and a golden hammer, I still feel bursts of aura in my mouth when I eat it, washing the strange meridians and injecting infinite vitality into people's bodies.

"One bowl, ten bowls. "The moon wheel quoted its own price.

Bo Bo hurriedly objected: "You are doing charity, such a food full of spiritual energy, eating it can improve the physique of these modern waste materials, comparable to a panacea, only sell a hundred yuan a ball, the soup does not cost money." ”

Yuelun nodded, feeling that what Bobo said made sense.

The fundamental reason why the price of hidden food has been raised so many times, but it still makes the rich flock to it, is that these shrewd modern waste materials have detected the secrets in the food.

The food produced by Chu Xiangjun seems simple, but the taste is unique, and long-term consumption can not only help modern waste materials regulate the body's endocrine, but also help them reshape their muscles and veins, strengthen their bodies, and can be described as modern medicinal food.

Why does Yang Shuo come to eat six days out of seven days a week, it is not because the food made by Chu Xiangjun is delicious, he will not gain weight no matter how he eats, and the more he eats, the better his complexion is, and the acne spots on his face are all eaten by eating.

For foodies, is there anything more crazy than eating thin and eating beautiful?

The answer, of course, is no!

In order to be beautiful, people are willing to pay a high price to go to the gym, to match a balanced diet to a nutritionist, to go to the beauty salon to spend money just to retain their youth, and now these are all gathered into the hidden food, just need to eat and drink well every day, everything is good.

Yang Shuo is a living signboard of hidden food, and his friends are all celebrities, so although the food is expensive, the common people scold the profiteers, but in the scolding, the business is getting better and better, and everything is passed on by word of mouth.

"Just a bowl. Xiahou Qin said.

The price of the food that Chu Xiangjun used to make was about 1,000 yuan a piece, but the ingredients of those foods were all brought back from ancient times by rhubarb, and the cost was much higher than that of this meatball.

And this meatball, you only need to use modern pork, with the fairy drum urn and golden hammer in hand, it is equivalent to saving a purchase cost.

Knock knock!

It was only a quarter past three in the afternoon, and there was a knock on the door of the meal.

The person who came was none other than Chu Zhanpeng, Chu Yingxuan, and Lin Fengjiao's family of three.

Chu Yingxuan saw Xiahou Qin and Chu Xiangjun sitting together, but they hadn't seen each other for a while, Chu Xiangjun had become more beautiful and had a better figure, Chu Yingxuan was indignant, she had been studying like crazy recently, but what about Chu Xiangjun, it seemed that she hadn't learned anything or done anything, and she was still opening a shop here every day, how could she get so good in the exam.

Could it be—