Alien Snack Bar

The story of the old man is nothing to be nourished. It is nothing but a poor time to eat too much, and he went to the mountain as a Taoist.

The result is that it is still very talented. When you are young, you will learn the profound Taoism. You can call the wind and rain to cast beans into soldiers, killing many evil spirits.

Qin Fei was anxious to get off work, and he said, "You are so powerful, you have a look at it, just like I have beans here."

The old man’s face was a little embarrassed: “Old, no.”

"And I made a mistake that year, and I was cut off. I don't want to move the gods. I can't use the Tao."

Qin Fei received a sentence: "What is wrong? Are you a ghost?"

I thought I could take the old man out of the air. Unexpectedly, he licked his mouth and seemed to have a bit of aftertaste: "The ghost hasn’t passed, but it’s a grave..."

I thought it was a bronze. I didn't expect it to be a king. Qin Fei couldn't help it.

The old man then wanted to talk in detail about the experience of the Japanese grave. A **** dog did not know where he ran, and he screamed.

The old man of the white will speak to Qin Feidao: "Boss Qin, thank you for accompanying the old man for so long, and talk again next time."

After paying for the meal, the old man and the **** dog disappeared into the night.

"Well, you go slowly." Qin Fei sighed and finally got off work.

......

At night, after Qin Fei washed, he only walked out of the spiritual pollution of the Japanese grave. The system screamed: "Congratulations to the host for improvement, get a chance to draw once, is it used?"

Working hard for a few days at the food conference, rave reviews, reaching the sixth level of power is expected, and the constitution has improved by at least 30%.

Although Qin Fei rarely has the opportunity to use force, but in the troubled times, I am afraid that when I use it, I will not repair it enough.

Adapted to the power of growth, Qin Fei told him: "Open the lottery."

“Hey, the lottery is successful, congratulations to the host for the thirteen incense production process.”

In front of the lottery, it is generally the method of making some kind of snacks. I did not expect that I just got a means of making condiments.

But this can not be said to be a loss, the 13 incense in the kitchen of China's high status, regardless of cooking steamed vegetables to cook, add a little thirteen incense, can play a finishing touch.

Thirteen incense, as the name suggests, is made up of thirteen spices, sable, amomum, minced meat, cinnamon, clove, pepper, aniseed, cumin, woody, white, three, good ginger, dried ginger, etc. The ratio is mixed.

It’s too late today, the medicinal materials shop has been beaten, and I’m going to buy all the materials to make it.

There was no dream overnight, and the quality of sleep was good. Qin Fei got up early the next day and went to the medicine shop to buy enough materials.

Grind into fine powder and mix according to a certain ratio. If the proportion is wrong, the taste of the 13 fragrance will become very strange.

When the scent of various spices is perfectly integrated, the amount of change produces a qualitative change, and the fragrance is refreshing.

Qin added a thirteen incense to the brine, and the overall taste of the cooked meat did not change much, but if it was tasted, it found that it had a complicated fragrance, and it was eaten into the stomach and fragrant into the bone marrow. The aftertaste is endless.

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As mentioned above, Yunjiang is a wharf city, and many passenger ship cargo ships are docked every day.

Today, a cargo ship carrying spices has landed on the shore.

In this era, spices are not necessarily eaten. Rich people like to use spices to spread the body, or seal the sachet as an accessory. To put it bluntly, it is a perfume.

It is said that some of the best spices are even more expensive than gold.

The dock workers are swarming up, and these spice traders are very savvy, and they are often able to get silver.

Zheng Quan is a spice merchant. He belongs to the kind of half-way monk. He used to be a long-term worker of a big family. He accidentally found that the spice was very valuable, and he wondered where to make some goods.

In a drill camp, Zheng Quan inquired about the source of spices. Originally, there was a country in the Xuanwu continent named Tianfengguo, which was rich in spices and was cheap to die in the local area. Once it was shipped to Tianlong, it would be worthless.

So he spent a long time looking for a way, finally went to Tianfengguo with the cargo ship.

I grew up from a small one. After a few years, I also accumulated some family bottoms. This time, when he was too courageous, he bought all the spices at home, but he was not lucky enough to encounter Shanghai Dragon Roll. His goods were not tides or falling. Into the sea, the blood is gone.

Thinking of the fact that there are old and small at home, Zheng Quan really does not know how to face it, and considers a hundred deaths.

"Old Zheng, don't cry and mourn your face. It's just that you don't want to break the money. People are fine. Yunjiang County seems to be engaged in a food conference. I want you to have a good meal?" A peer-dressed businessman wearing a satin looks a little ridiculous.

If he does not understand the other person's personality, Zheng Quan may be grateful, but this person is purely the kind of sinister man behind the knives in the smile. This time, running the goods, if he is not good, he will take the best batch of spices. In the dark, the ghosts made Zheng Quan lose a lot.

"I don't want to go." Zheng Quan has no good face.

The peers smiled and invited other people to go.

Zheng Quanxuan’s eyes flashed past, and then became frosty and eggplant, and he became more and more determined.

However, before he died, Zheng Quan wanted to fill his stomach and not to starve.

I went to the food conference venue alone~www.wuxiahere.com~ I was looking for a booth to have a good meal.

If it is the past, he can eat something expensive, but now it is just bankrupt, there is not much money in the bag, and it can only be cheap.

When I saw a stall selling foods of noodles, it was full of local pots of meat, and it was less than 20 yuan. Zheng Quan swallowed his throat and went into the booth.

"What do the guests want?" The owner is not as greasy as other homes, a little sunny and boyish.

Zheng Quan pointed to the next door table, the owner would understand: "A bowl of family Fumi line, guests wait!"

Not long after, the dumplings filled with meat and soup rice online table, smelled full of fragrance, Zheng Quan index finger move, immediately swallowed up.

The rice noodles are tender and refreshing, the meat is large and soft, as if there is a kind of magic. After eating, Zheng Quan’s frustration is quite satisfied.

He actually adjusted his mentality. It doesn't matter if the business fails. As long as the people are still there, they will not be able to start all over again.

At this time, several spice merchants passed by and bumped into Zheng Quan, stunned: "Old Zheng, how do you eat such things?"

"I love to eat?" Zheng Quan decided to start over again, and he has already set aside his past achievements and is not ashamed.

Moreover, this bowl of snacks called the whole family's rice noodles is indeed delicious, and Zheng Quan has eaten the best food in his life.

The spice merchants shook their heads and had never put Zheng Quan in their eyes and left with a smile.

Zheng Quan snorted and took the soup bowl and drank the soup. The front was too hungry and gorged, and there was not much to offer. But this time, he seemed to have noticed something different.

After all, as a successful spice merchant, he noticed that there was some kind of spice in the bowl of miso soup.

Even the taste of the top spices in his life!