Scorpion

Scorpion

scorpion is the essence of the sheep, it's not fragrance, it's the marrow of the spinal bone, it doesn't smell fragrance, it's low fat, it's low cholesterol, it's high protein, it's rich in calcium, it's good for both the old and the young, but i prefer it. and according to my way of cooking, that bone smells better than meat. the price of cattle and sheep is more expensive than the price of chickens and ducks, and when i was a child, the family often ate cattle and goats, and it was also rich in beef because of its heavy taste. speaking of goat smell, i remembered my neighbor's joke. around winter, my neighbor bought lamb. the custom from winter to home is lamb soup, so the neighbor is also planning to make lamb soup. how? the lamb is washed, put in the pot and boiled with water. after a few hours of cooking, the lamb was cooked, and salt was put in it, and the whole family was smelling soup. one sip at a time and it's all out again. and he spits, and he says, "oh, my god, it's so heavy. not good, not good." since then, the neighbor has said, "the lamb is not good." my parents are very good cooks, and they're very popular here. but anyone in their right-hand neighbourhood who needs a meal, including a red-and-white celebration from the countryside, will ask my father to cook. and my father's cooking is very well-sellered, and he eats almost as soon as he comes to the table, and he can't even throw out the soup and pour it on rice. that's a special scent. after some time, it was the neighbor who needed a guest at home. he asked my dad to cook. when my dad made a spicy lamb chop, the guests loved it, especially the neighbor, and asked my dad, "what did you do with your lamb chop?" there's nothing to eat. tell us how this dish works." i was little enough to appreciate my parents' cooking. it's probably because i eat their food every day, it's less expensive. until i left my parents, and left my home, and went to school alone. since then, mom and dad's delicious home foods have often appeared in my dreams. in the school canteen, i ate the cheesefish, i thought about the fish that my parents made, i at the street shop, i ate the lamb, i thought about the fish that my parents made. i ate a bad meal at the kawakawa restaurant. {\chffffff}{\ch00ffff} {\chffffff}{\ch00ffff}{\ch00ffff} {\chffffff}{\ch00ffff}{\ch00ffff} i miss my mom and dad so much {\chffffff}{\ch00ffff}
Blue blue tea cap

Blue blue tea cap

A few days ago, I went to see my friend in Shenzhen and happened to open a new milk and tea shop near the friend's house, Blue-Blue Tea, and my friend's milk caps in a friend's club Anley for three days went beyond "gang tea". In the free time, a milk cap (/∇//) has been dropped in the instant, so I've been trying to make my own blue-blue tea. The pressure of the milk cover is between the bubble and the cream, combined with a little salt that can be described as amazing. Without straws, drink directly to the cup, and the milk cap and tea will collide with an unparalleled taste