The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Oh, I just felt stinky just now, but now it actually feels a bit fragrant...

Ma Zhou felt that he was a little greedy, ah, he spit, Xingzi Ma Zhouyi looked shocked, what is going on, he actually has an appetite for this stuff? !

Yu Zhining kept moving the tip of his nose, he felt the smell, um...it's hard to describe.

But with Mao, cough cough... there is still a certain difference from that kind of taste.

Only Li Daozong, standing in the distance, with his sleeves covering his mouth and nose, stood here, making him seem to have returned to the age of war.

We share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers, standing on the city wall with the soldiers, holding a big shovel, and stirring the steaming gold juice vigorously in the cauldron.

Prepare to resist the enemy's crazy attack, let them understand how terrifying the stench and lethality of this steaming golden juice.

But what he saw, he saw it, Cheng Saburo picked up a big shovel and shoveled out the cooked stuff from the pot.

He picked up a small spoon again, put it into the big shovel, scooped it a little, blew it, and put it in his mouth.

Li Daozong's mentality exploded directly, twisted his **** and ran, jumped not far away, supported a big tree, and vomited all of a sudden.

At this time, Li Chengqian happened to come here with Na Ning Zhong, and they smelled the smell.

Then I saw that Li Daozong, a famous general in the Tang Dynasty, was holding a tree with a painful expression and vomiting...

The expressions of the two people couldn't help but froze, and their faces turned pale. Is it possible that those hustlemen are really doing that kind of thing?

"His Royal Highness, please wear this thing." The confidant **** Ning Zhongning respectfully put on a mask with both hands.

Li Chengqian put it on in a hurry, then leaned forward a few steps and asked. "Uncle Wang, how are you?"

"His Royal Highness, the minister is disrespectful. Your Royal Highness will stop it quickly. The boy Cheng Saburo is crazy. He is eating, vomiting... eating that stuff... Wow..."

"!!!" Li Chengqian was taken aback, hurriedly lifted his front breasts, and rushed towards the construction site of the Tibetan Wine Pavilion.

Brother Chubi, what on earth are you going to be crazy about? Can that stuff be edible?

From a distance, Li Chengqian saw that Ma Zhou, the auxiliary minister, was standing by the pot at the moment, and his son Li Xiang was also standing by the pot.

With a greedy face, he looked straight at the copy of a large shovel, shoveling out the unknown object from the cauldron, scooping it into the bowl, and handing it to Shi Lang first.

Then, Li Chengqian saw Ma Shilang, picked up the bowl, and sniffed before his mouth and nose, his expression becoming more and more refreshed.

As for Yu Zhining, he is holding a bowl carefully at this moment, sipping it in small mouths.

Li Chengqian shook his head with a lion and turned his face away. Not far from there, Li Daozong, the famous general of the clan, was still holding the tree and gagging.

The vomiting over there was so dim and dark, Shilang Ma and Yu Zhanshi had already started to eat with gusto.

Even his own son Li Xiang kept pulling on Brother Chu Bi's iron-clad belt.

"Uncle Cheng, give me some too, I want to eat too..."

The head of the prince was in a mess in an instant, what is going on with this special mother?

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In the end, Cheng Chubi didn't interfere with the artisans eating there, but sent someone to the restaurant and cook for a pot.

After shoveling a pot, he carried the big pot happily and found another place to enjoy it.

At this moment, people who can't smell the smell have fled far away, but all those who find the smell attractive have stayed.

His Royal Highness sat down somewhat reluctantly, and he also felt that the taste was quite gluttonous.

But as the prince of Datang, he can't act too ignorantly.

"His Royal Highness, you can taste something too, this thing is really unique in taste."

Yu Zhining has a great say in the past, after all, he has already made a bowl in just a while.

Fortunately, the son next to him was very sensible, and turned around carefully holding a bowl. "Father, this is for you. Try it, it's really delicious."

Li Chengqian, who is far from his own son in **** and similar in food (serious note: the personality difference is a bit far, but the range of the recipes of the father and son are similar).

After receiving it, he picked up the spoon and scooped a little, blew it lightly, and then slowly sent it into his mouth.

Well, at first entrance, I feel bitter, but it won't make you feel uncomfortable.

And among the bitterness, there is a faint scent, as if the fragrance of green grass.

After slowly swallowing the soup, I felt warm in my belly, and I felt as if my throat was full of rhyme as if I was drinking tea.

After the aftertaste, there is a sense of fragrance in the mouthful, and at this time, I will smell the taste of the soup pot.

You no longer think this smell is weird, weird, it will only make you feel more greedy.

The lamb in the mouth is also very refreshing, especially this beautiful lamb with skin that people from the Southwest like to enjoy.

The burnt skin is crisp and refreshing, and the mutton is delicious, and then mixed with the lamb soup to become a tempting fragrance. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Ma Zhou silently took the bowl that Cheng Saburo handed over, and after taking a couple of sips of soup, he felt that he just ate it like this, and it really didn't get rid of his addiction.

Then I took my own hands, scooped rice into the soup bowl, and mixed, tut...

Although the three forms of color, fragrance, color are not good, Ma Zhou's eyes suddenly brightened after the lamb soup bibimbap.

He felt that it tasted like this, not even worse than the meat soup bibimbap he boiled out of diced ham yesterday.

Shilang Ma silently became a fancier, and the corner of Li Xiang's eyes saw Ma Shilang doing this.

His Majesty Taisun, who has a strong ability to imitate, also learns everything.

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Not far away, Ning Zhong, who couldn't adapt to this smell, silently put the mask on his face that His Royal Highness returned to him.

Covering his horrified expression, it was impossible to believe that His Royal Highness actually dared to eat that thing.

And the look of Shi Lang and the emperor's grandson over there gorging themselves, it made him feel that he was going to be unable to hold it anymore.

After Cheng Chubi had a bowl of lamb soup, he touched his refreshing belly and sighed happily.

"Oh...I haven't tasted such delicacies since I left Luzhou. I finally tasted it today..."

"How does your Highness feel, can you still enter?"

Unconsciously, a bowl of lamb soup was left with only the bottom of the bowl, His Royal Highness could not help but smashed his mouth.

"Don't say it, this thing really has a special flavor, but after drinking it, I feel more hungry."

Cheng Chubi smiled convincingly. "His Royal Highness knows that this sheep flat soup not only nourishes the stomach, but also has an appetizing effect."

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