Chapter 196: Milky Condensed Milk
Fang Qingnuan, who was full of energy, worked from the sunny afternoon to the low night, and when she finished packing the last pack of siu mai, she was surprised that she didn't have the expected backache and leg cramps.
Something is wrong, I still feel very hard in the morning, why don't I feel tortured when I have more work in the afternoon?
She tried to clench her fists to awaken her spiritual power, only to find out the clue: her spiritual power has been circulating in her body since I don't know when it was like an ancient practitioner running internal force!
Unlike when she deliberately summoned her for proficiency training before, this time her mental power was not leaked at all, only pacing lazily in her body, as if she was perfunctory to play with her to play with the trick of a cat stick, and her reluctance could be clearly felt.
After searching the Star Network for a long time, she saw a similar statement in the forum of spiritual power exchange.
The landlord said that he was injured accidentally, and he didn't feel particularly painful at first, but he was very tired and sleepy, but he accidentally discovered in his sleep that his mental power was secretly healing a big wound...... When she woke up, she checked the wound in her dream and found that there was indeed a bone crack, but the condition was relatively mild, and she only needed to recuperate for a few days before she could move normally.
From this, she deduced that she might have triggered the passive skill of the spiritual powers in the healing direction, body repair.
At the beginning, only some spiritual power practitioners in the direction of healing were discussed in the comment area, and everyone even listed some conditions for triggering based on their own personal experiences.
Unexpectedly, later, a statement from a person in the direction of combat came to the post, saying that a similar situation had actually occurred in them, but the conditions they triggered seemed to be more stringent, and they generally awakened their self-healing ability when the body suffered major trauma.
Then, the comment that made the post godly appeared. The direction of life, the spiritual power, walked with neat steps, held high the big question mark in their hands, and appeared in groups: What? And this kind of good thing?
In the end, only the world in which the spiritual power of the life direction is injured is achieved.
The post was a few years ago, but the layer of the latest reply happened today. After flipping through a few pages, Fang Qingnuan found that in recent years, most of the people who have clocked in and left messages in the direction of life have done so, and they don't say much, just to vent their little emotions about breaking the defense because of various things, and the emojis show is flying.
Although the mental power did not help them repair their bodies, at least they found a way to maintain their physical and mental health, and it can be regarded as repairing some mental wounds.
After figuring out the reason, she posed for cultivation and meditation, sat cross-legged on the sofa with her eyes closed, and followed the spirit body to "hang out" in her body. As long as you remember its path, when you help others check your body in the future, won't you be able to draw a scoop according to the gourd?
Well, there is no one around you who can put it into practice for the time being, so ......
Looking at Zhaocai, who had woken up and stretched out her limbs to play with the cat scratching board, she showed a smile that made Meow subconsciously shudder.
Theseus: It's a good thing, but can you not laugh so weirdly behind others!!
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"The anchor 'Sunny Day' has been broadcast, and the theme of this live broadcast is 'Make some desserts to eat', so let's watch quickly!"
[Husband, I'm really not angry: surprise our model worker anchor!! 】
[Crying little furball: Anchor, you are tired for a day, do you still have the strength to make desserts? Don't hold on for us......]
[The tongue doesn't obey the call: I received the anchor's roasted wheat in the afternoon, and the anchor is my god!! 】
[abandon: Mine was received in the evening, the anchor packaging is so intimate, and it is equipped with a QR code, and after scanning, it is steamed according to the video tutorial, and the finished product is perfect!! 】
[Aunt laughing quack: Zhu Dixing's statement has received the delivery information and is anxiously waiting for the ......]
[If the moon doesn't sleep, I won't sleep: you hateful lucky goose QAQ]
[[Admin] Troll 111: It is recommended to show off in a low-key manner, otherwise I will abuse my power if I am in a bad mood▼_▼]
"Thank you for your concern, the anchor's body is very good, so he is in good spirits now." Fang Qingnuan raised her right arm, imitating the fitness person who showed off her muscles to show off her biceps muscles, and pinched her soft right arm with her left hand through her clothes, pretending to be surprised, "Ouch, it's hard~"
Her clumsy acting skills made everyone complain wildly, and the atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly became lively, and the comments that were worried about her physical condition gradually disappeared.
"Zhaocai and I are still roasting wheat for dinner today, and it has been steamed in the pot, so it will be fine in a while. Originally, I didn't think there were any new tricks, so I won't broadcast it live to everyone, but ......" she deliberately slowed down her speech and explained the reason why she started broadcasting, "but after a busy day, I feel like I need to eat some sweets to heal my body and mind." ”
"Anyway, there is still taro left at home, just eat it up and end our recommendation in this issue."
Fang Qingnuan put the small cooking pot on the stove, poured a 200ml carton of milk into it, weighed and added 60g of granulated sugar, and heated it over medium heat.
"Homemade condensed milk before a meal will come in handy when making desserts for a while."
After a while, the milk in the pot showed signs of wanting to tumble, she turned the heat to low, picked up the silicone spatula and began to stir at a uniform speed.
"Condensed milk is a dessert in its own right, but it's sweeter, so we often use it as a sweet treat or as a dip." She beckoned Xiao Yi and explained that it continued to stir instead of herself, and after setting it for 12 minutes, she called her back to check, and she picked up the casserole on the side and walked to the dining table, and began to prepare for eating, "I boiled a little millet porridge, the method is very similar to rice porridge, millet is also easier to cook, nourishing the stomach and spleen, and it is also a good ingredient for the body." ”
"Condensed milk will boil for about ten minutes, just stir it at a uniform speed during this time, and you can hand it over to the little robot at home to do it like me." Walking back to the kitchen area, Fang Qingnuan began to move the cage drawer with the help of Xiao Er, "I ate less for dinner today, so I only steamed two baskets of three fresh fillings and one basket of glutinous rice filling." ”
"I made some more frozen in the refrigerator at home, and it was no problem to put it for a few months, so that you can steam it and eat it as a meal when you usually want to be lazy, you can also ......" Thinking that most people are still looking forward to the mass sales version launched by her and Xingwang Fresh, and they will not do it at home, she changed it to a more euphemistic way and said, "If you learn to do it, you can also do more like me~"
[Espresso coffee: Here is a friend who learns with his eyes but can't do it with his hands]
[No more krypton: take me one in front, now there are two QAQ]
[Hit Doudou every day: No, it's three QAQ]
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[Sunny Day de True Love Fans: How many am I? ] 1003rd? 】
[Little rabbit obediently: I'm the 1003rd, you go to the back row QAQ]
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[Beer without ice: No. 100012! 】
[Soulmate: No. 100018! 】
"What are you counting here, and the queue is still so neat?" Fang Qingnuan, who had already placed all the fortunes and was holding the tableware and preparing to start the meal, missed the beginning of the speech, and saw a group of people counting the numbers in the barrage, and couldn't help but be curious, "Zhaocai and I are going to start eating, if you eat late like us and want to share your sense of taste, you can prepare to open it~"
A huge demonstration of selling misery came to an abrupt end at the moment when the anchor bit the roasted wheat, and it ended without a hitch.
"It smells so good!"
Today's thinking is very clear, but unfortunately the fingers are not very strong (the little finger of the left hand was scratched by a scaler), and the typing is a lot slowerQAQ