Jing Zhe
VicentaLakin
Every night before we go to bed, the chick always calls her mother and tells her what to eat the next afternoon. That seems to be the rule. And he said, "Well, listen to her!" That means you can totally ignore her! Actually, it's good that we can do whatever the kids want, as long as they're girls, as long as they're mothers, they're delicious. The weather is warmer, the lunch soup is not scarce, and is often made of more lazy soup, which is easier and less expensive. One day, when the cucumbers were burned, the water was too much, and it became half soup, and the daughter was particularly fond of it. One day she ordered the same dish. She said it didn't taste like that, not the last time she ate it. She forgot what it tasted like last time. She only remembered the last time it tasted like melons and weeds. Maybe it was sugar, maybe the sauce changed the brand. Maybe it wasn't a kind of melon. The flower of the worm is a fungus that has nothing to do with the famous insect and the summer grass. It's the seed of the herb. All we eat is artificially grown. Insect herbs are rich in proteins, amino acids, various vitamins and trace elements, which are ideal alternatives to winter worm summer grass. Worms and grasses can eat and cook, and often benefit more. It's good to burn it with melons and weeds, and it's already a little fragrance。
VicentaLakin
EVERY TIME I MAKE THIS SOUP, IT REMINDS ME OF SOMEONE, A GOOD MEMORY. IT WAS THIS MAN WHO NAMED THIS SOUP. IN 2006, EIGHT YEARS LATER, IT WAS ONLY WHEN THE SOUP WAS MADE, OR WHEN THE MEMORY WAS FRESH, THE POPULAR MP4, WHO WAS DOING THE JOB, SENT ONE TO ME, AND THE SAME DAY WHEN I MADE THE SOUP, I USED MP4 TO RECORD IT FOR THIS MAN. THE MAN WAS IN NINGBO, AND THE PEOPLE AT NINGBO PROBABLY DIDN'T MAKE THE SOUP, SO THEY ASKED WHAT IT LOOKED LIKE. OH, THE MAN NAMED THE SOUP BY THE GRINCH, AND EVERYONE BELIEVED THAT THE SOUP HAD A NAME AND A GOOD MEMORY. DO YOU HAVE A GOOD MEAL THAT REMINDS YOU EVERY TIME? I WANT TO SHARE WITH YOU SOME BEAUTIFUL MEMORIES。
VicentaLakin
The first time I met mushrooms was a long time ago, in a vegetable area of a large supermarket, a small plate, with a preservation box, $10 at a price. He was ready to eat a hot pot that day, so he bought a small box back in the mood. Cleaning up, potting, tweaking up, it tastes good. It's like a golden needle mushroom, but it's a little bit more stretchy than a golden needle mushroom and a little bit less gnawing. Especially my little baby, who ate and fell in love with it! So, the mushrooms are officially on my dinner table, sometimes in the kitchen, and in the soup, they see their beauty. Insect mushrooms have natural weed properties that have the same effect as natural weeds. It effectively regulates human immunization, enhances body quality and slows ageing. In particular, there is a marked rapid effect on aerobic hyperbreeding, insufficiency of the marrow, coughing and atrophy, insomnia, coldness of the waist, mesopsis, endocrine disorders, and better prophylactic effects on lung and liver cancer. When I went to buy food in the morning, I saw fresh ribs, remembering that there had been no soup for a long time, I bought back a pound of grass mushrooms, plus an extremely humid rice, and after an hour of waiting, a nice pot of fresh soup came out. By the time the fat chick got back from kindergarten, the soup had been made, and it was just in the heat, and a bowl had been put on the table, and the little guy put a little bit of it in his mouth with a spoon. Who knows what it is, she drank her first bowl three, five, two, and asked for another bowl. Chewing on the very well-cooked ribs, biting on the greasy weed mushrooms, biting on the changed rice bean, and the little one happily said to me, "Mom, I'm so happy, this soup is so delicious..." This lovely chick looks like her mother, a bowl of good soup, a good music, a good plate of food, a good view of the scenery so we can feel the happiness and beauty of our lives
