My daughter said she wanted to eat quail eggs, and the eggs were already bought, but the salt was hard to buy, the market for vegetables and the supermarkets were not sold, so she made them on Sunday. With a small bowl of old halogen soup and some spices and soy ointments, freshly boiled water, smelled like a house, quail eggs were boiled through the halogen, immersed, and the sweeter smell of yellow eggs. The eggs had to be immersed for one or two hours after the fire, so I wanted to buy food and take pictures, so I thought I'd be eaten by both of my family while I was away. Dad's been in the kitchen a few times and he wants to eat halogen, but he can't hold on to it. I showed a victory smile。
