The upper part fell over the chopsticks.Du Heng blew slowly, waiting for the gnocchi to cool down, and he could eat it in one bite.The lower part fell on the wooden spoon, and it was a bluish white mass, which looked particularly appetizing.

Seeing Du Heng operate like this, Jing Nan and Feng Gui looked at each other.Then they took a bite of the dumpling between their chopsticks, and the soft and glutinous skin wrapped with delicious filling bloomed between their tongues.

Shepherd's purse is a unique vegetable in spring, with a unique fragrance, but if shepherd's purse is simply used as stuffing, it will feel frizzy.The fat in the mountain paste perfectly solves this problem. The two love each other in the rice noodle wrapping, bursting out the taste of spring.

Jing Nan said regretfully: "If I had known that these things could be eaten, why would I have worked so hard to get rid of them all these years! Another one."

The author has something to say: When the price of pigs comes down, the old cat must buy a few big steaks and cook them at home. The fried pork chops are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sprinkled with salt and pepper, and take a big bite!

As for the rabbit, forget it, I can't eat spicy food.When I was hungry for writing before, I went to Ma Yun’s house and bought a lot of hand-shredded rabbits and cold-eating rabbits. Because it was too spicy, I still didn’t have the courage to tear it open. 【Yes, I am a waste】

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