Everyday heroes

Chapter 170 Herbs and Fire
It's damn delicious!
Guan Lang was completely unable to describe the food in his mouth with words.

Is this level [-]?

he does not know?

But really tasty.

Guan Lang was already full, but he still drank three bowls in a row, which shows how delicious the porridge is.

There are delicious things, and you can't enjoy them all by yourself.

Guan Lang is a person who knows how to share, so he walked out of the living room carrying the casserole duang duang.

It's early twelve o'clock now, Wu Yazhen has finished taking a shower, and is sitting on the sofa blowing her hair with a hair dryer.

Seeing her cousin come out with another pot of porridge, Wu Yazhen looked helpless.

She didn't understand why her cousin had been cooking whole grain porridge crazily today, but she knew that she really, really couldn't eat any more!

Otherwise, she would be as fat as Wu Yawei!

"I won't drink it!" Wu Yazhen stared at Guan Lang vigilantly, as if what he was holding was not a pot of porridge, but a pot of poison.

"Don't you really want to eat some?" Guan Lang's face was bewildered, "It's really special. It's delicious! It's several times better than sister Yanxi's cooking!"

Wu Yazhen narrowed her eyes slightly upon hearing this.

Cousin is really so delicious?Are you confident enough to regard sister Yanxi as a unit of measurement?
She was very curious, and walked to Guan Lang's side with pattering steps.

His eyes glanced at the porridge in the pot.

It looks like it's not very good?

She stared at Guan Lang with puzzled eyes. This is the favorite work of her cousin. Could it be that my cousin made porridge for a whole day, and everyone is so stupid?

"Come and try a spoonful? Just one spoonful doesn't have many calories." Guan Lang said earnestly and kindly.

Although Wu Yazhen was a little wary of her cousin's demon-like deceiving look, she naively picked up the spoon.

That being said, you won't gain much weight with a scoop.

Anyway, she only drank a spoonful and didn't eat more than a mouthful!
She happened to also want to try how delicious the porridge her cousin strongly recommended was.

As soon as a spoonful was put into her mouth, Wu Yazhen's unconcerned face suddenly turned into a look of enjoyment.

"This." Wu Yazhen swallowed, her hand holding the spoon trembled a little.

She never thought that a bowl of porridge could be so delicious. Various grains were mixed together, as if the most beautiful chemical reaction in the world had occurred, and an unimaginable aroma bloomed.

The fragrance of herbs and the mellowness of grains overflowed the mouth, penetrated into the throat, and flowed into the stomach like a warm current, which lifted her spirits!
The tip of the tongue seems to have turned into an acre of field ridges, with golden ears of wheat, yellow-green sorghum, and delicate bean sprouts all popping out frantically one after another!
She seemed to feel the warm wind of the harvest in autumn, and she was in a wilderness with the fragrance of grains and the yellow and golden light.

This is simply the highest harmony of herbs and flames!It can be called the best taste in the world!
"Forget it, it's not difficult for me to lose weight for you." Guan Lang held the casserole as if he was about to leave.

"Slow down! Wait a minute, cousin, I'd better eat two bowls, it's a pity that you have left over." Wu Yazhen said with a tangled face.

"No, no. It's okay. I don't plan to throw it away. It can be frozen in the refrigerator and eaten tomorrow morning." Guan Lang said with a smile.

Wu Yazhen pouted all of a sudden, her eyes looked slightly absent-minded.

Guan Lang watched her gradually lose her brilliance, and it was impossible for her to freeze back into the refrigerator.

After all, his original purpose of making coarse grain porridge was also to strengthen his little cousin's resistance. It just so happened that this porridge also had a special attribute of increasing immunity by +4, but it was two points more than delicious.

After drinking the porridge, she shouldn't have to worry about the recent flu.

"Forget it, it's better not to freeze it back into the refrigerator, it's easy to transfer the smell." Guan Lang casually found a reason and put the casserole on the table again.

Wu Yazhen breathed a sigh of relief silently, with an expression that you still have a conscience.

After the little cousin gobbled it up, the pot of coarse grain porridge that was not much left quickly disappeared.

Wu Yazhen lay on the sofa, touched her slightly swollen belly, and soon fell into trouble.

It's too much!Always tempt her with delicious food.

However, this porridge is too delicious!

Wu Yazhen licked her lips, still having some aftertaste.

It's a pity that there are too few, and the bowls don't need to be washed, and they are completely wiped out by her tongue.

The next morning, when Guan Lang came out of the shower after morning exercise, he saw his little cousin staring at him like a wolf.

"Good morning! Cousin! Do you have porridge today?"

Guan Lang was taken aback by her eyes: "I cooked a big pot of porridge with coarse grains, but eating too much coarse grains can cause indigestion. Let's eat buns this morning, shall we?"

He spent some time this morning studying the video recorded yesterday, and followed the steps of last night to reproduce it exactly.

The porridge I made was for Qin Yanxi, Gao Qianhe and other acquaintances to eat in a few insulated boxes when I went to the college later.

The recent flu is serious, and there is no harm in eating some porridge to boost immunity.

Wu Yazhen heard that he cooked a big pot, her eyes lighted up slightly: "It's okay, let's eat porridge."

Under Guan Lang's worried gaze, Wu Yazhen ate three bowls in one go, and then went to school with her schoolbag in high spirits.

He cooked a large portion, so there was quite a bit left in the pot.

Guan Lang evenly divided several insulated boxes and packed them.

Pack it all up in one bag and carry it to the school of architecture.

On the way, I happened to meet Gao Qianhe who looked like a sick child.

"No, I'll give you a bowl of whole grain porridge, it's good for your health." Guan Lang threw out a box without saying a word.

This kind of patient is the best mouse to test his coarse grain porridge (medicine).

Gao Qian and Xinxin accepted it, and it happened that he hadn't gone to the cafeteria for breakfast yet, but he knew Guan Lang's cooking skills were pretty good.

He answered it neatly, and said without knowing the good heart: "Why are you so kind to me all of a sudden? You even brought me a love breakfast. Tell me! Do you have bad intentions for me! Don't you?" Drugged?"

"Go away! Then give it back to me."

"It seems that there are no bad intentions, so I can enjoy it with peace of mind." Gao Qian smiled cheaply.

"Let's go, I'll be annoyed to see you!" Guan Lang drove Gao Qianhe away with a wave.

Carrying a bag of porridge, Guan Lang knocked on Qin Yanxi's door.

In fact, if he hadn't happened to meet Gao Qianhe on the road, he would have been going straight to the first place.

Dividing good things naturally requires a close relationship.

Stupid people like Gao Qianhe naturally stayed a little behind.

"Come in!" Qin Yanxi's voice came from behind the door.

Seeing Guan Lang coming in, she was taken aback for a moment, then waved to him.

"What's up?"

Is this the first time Guan Lang has come to her office so early in the morning?

Teacher Xiao Wang's head also poked out from the desk next door: "Hallo! Good morning, Xiaoguan!"

"Morning! Teacher Xiao Wang." Guan Lang nodded to her.

"Sister Xi, I cooked some coarse grain porridge this morning. The flu has been prevalent recently. Eating some can strengthen your immunity."

Guan Lang put a bag of thermal boxes on the desk, took out the largest lunch box and put it in front of Qin Yanxi.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Teacher Xiao Wang next door showed a teasing expression.

(End of this chapter)