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 Quinn just tried it, and gently and carefully treated the small amount of brine, and cleaned the kitchen again. Everything returned to its place without trace.
 I was so excited in my heart that I was sleepless all night ...
 I don't know why, Xianyang was extremely cold these days, and the pedestrians on the road were shaking.
 I was at supper, every house was full of green smoke.
 "Mother, Dad is making braised pork, it's so fragrant!" Gentle twitched his little nose, turned to Zhou, and asked happily.
 "You girl, isn't it meat? I didn't smell it was teriyaki meat, but I just felt fragrant!" Zhou smiled and twisted the gentle nose.
 He smiled softly and then held back.
 Yes! How can I be so sure that it is braised pork? !!
 The coldness of the northwest wind is more and more flavourful, and I gently touch my small stomach, only to feel the air in the belly become more and more empty!
 "It's so fragrant!" Gentle and simple, following the scent of meat, went to the kitchen.
 Zhou Zhou followed closely behind.
 The Wen's kitchen is just a small kitchen of ordinary people, but although it is not large in size, everything is available.
 No wonder, Shouzheng Zheng, after all, is the chef of Xianyang's first restaurant, "Drunk Xianlou"!
 里 In the kitchen, Wen Shou is carrying his apprentice Fang Dashi and is busy living by the stove!
 十六 This 16-year-old boy is simple, practical, and diligent, so that gentleness has always had a good impression on him.
 Especially that day, facing the calamity of the Wen family, Fang Dashi just stepped forward, although he was afraid, but he refused to retreat half a step, until he was killed by the banter ...
 Brother Stone!
 As soon as I thought about it, my gentle eyes were wet again.
 At this moment, in the dark iron pot, where the shovel tumbled, the red light was full, the heat was rising, and an extremely seductive flavour came out.
 "Out of the pot!"
 "Come on."
 Fang Dashi passed a warm white porcelain plate.
 Wen Shouzheng took the plate with his left hand, and gently waved the shovel with his right hand, shaking and sending it.
 For a moment, on the porcelain plate that is bright and white, there is a brush of thick black ink, and a piece of gorgeousness is removed: brown, black, red, white, and the heat of strong fragrance, presenting in Wen Shouzheng's large and thick hands.
 "It's really braised meat!" Gentle startled, could it be that even after the rebirth, the nose would also grow with welfare?
 Wu Zhou's eyes were also widened, and the little girl's nose was really good!
 "Master, you have done five or six of this braised pork, why are you still not satisfied?" Fang Dashi asked.
 "You don't know, there was a guest yesterday saying that my braised pork was greasy. It happened to be a half-day break today, to take care of it for improvement." Wen Shouzheng smiled.
 What I am most looking forward to as a chef is the reviews of diners, but what I am most afraid of is the reviews of diners ...
 No, for the word "greasy", on the small wooden table square, there are already five or six plates of braised pork.
 There are tangerine peels, almonds, side dishes, and dipping sauces ... all kinds of.
 I can see that Wen Shouzhen is really hard working for this braised pork!
 "Oh? Both of you mothers are here? Come and taste! I just improved the braised pork and eat it hot!"
 Wen Shouzheng glanced at his wife and daughter around him, feeling good!
 The happiest thing for a chef is cooking for others, not to mention his family!
 "Rou'er has a good nose, and it was just arguing that it was braised pork in the yard!" Zhou's smiled and distributed chopsticks from the side!
 "Taste my dad's craftsmanship!" Sit gently and playfully, take over the chopsticks handed by Zhou's, immediately pick up a piece and put it in the mouth, and chew carefully.
 "Stone, don't stand still, eat together, give some advice!" Wen Shouzheng smiled at the gentle eating and greeted Fang Daishi, and he himself squeezed a large piece and put it in his mouth.
 "It's delicious! The soft, waxy and smooth, melts at the entrance!" Fang Dashi sipped his mouth with great praise.
 "That's it! If my craft is called the second, no one in Xianyang City dares to call the first!"
 "Eat slowly, don't talk, you're going to choke!" Zhou Shi blame.
 "Sister Rouer, how can you be so quiet today?" Fang Dashi ate while glancing at the gentleness beside him.
 怎么 What's wrong with this girl?
 When Chef Wen was only making meat, Chef Wen also talked enthusiastically about the tenderness of his favorite braised pork. How could he get a tender piece of meat in his mouth?
 "Rouer, are you ill?" Wen Shouzheng also felt strange. His daughter was not like this on weekdays! As long as there is something delicious every time, she is sure to keep her mouthful to eat. Why today, she only used one chopstick ...
 "Oh, father, I think about it!" Gentle absently answered.
 "Young, worry about it. Eat fast, eat more to be healthy!" Wen Shouzheng picked up a piece of fat and suitable braised pork and put it in a gentle small bowl.
 额 "Uh ... don't you think this meat is a little greasy?" Said softly and coldly.
 In the past life, she was the daughter of Wen Shouzheng and a good helper of Wen Shouzheng, which won the essence of Wen Shouzheng's cooking skills. Gentleness knows that his dad's craftsmanship is incredible. No matter what he does, it can make people appetite, especially suitable for braised pork. You should eat enough each time.
 怎 How can I get my taste so sensitive and picky now?
 "Are they greasy? I don't think so." Fang Dashi stopped chopsticks.
 "Greasy ?!" Wen Shouzheng stopped chewing.
 "Listening to Rouer, it seems a little bit, anyway, I can't eat this plate up." Zhou put down his chopsticks, and spoke softly.
 Is "greasy" again!
 Wen Shouzheng pursed his lips, lowered his eyelids, and was discouraged. Busy all afternoon, tried five or six, and finally this little girl gave a shot!
 得 "Well, when I have a meal, I will make a hot and sour soup to help everyone get tired."
 "Master, don't bother, or I'll cut the fruit." Fang Dashi put down his chopsticks, and he was ready to get up and start.
 "Hi! How can it be so troublesome!" Gently lifted the rice cooker on one side, and immediately the white gas rose, the faint smell of rice, sweetly floating out.
 "In my opinion ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The best way to get rid of braised pork is plain rice!" He smiled softly and happily, and everyone gave a bowl of fragrant white rice to everyone present.
 Each grain is full of slender rice grains, crystal clear, and the grains bloom in the bowl.
 "This is fun!" Gentle clamped a few pieces of fatty braised pork, sat down holding the rice bowl and began to enjoy it.
 I was only worried about the small sample, which disappeared in an instant, chopsticks, small mouth, rice, braised pork alternately.
 I just listened to the sound of chewing food, and knew that this was the right appetite!
 Isn't it just plain rice? Is there such a **** as gentle?
 Gao Wenshouzheng was dubious, using a chopstick to push a portion of the rice bowl into the mouth, and then took another bite of braised pork.
 Oh my god! Braised pork with rice! It's unmatched!
 The sweetness and softness of the risotto rice dilutes the excess oil in the meat and neutralizes the varying taste in the meat. The entrance of the fat meat is melted, and the lean fiber's fiber is chewed in this ordinary rice. The original plain rice grains became lively at this moment, covered with the scent of meat, and bouncing in the tip of the tongue and between the teeth.
 I think I have thought too much, the more common the more suitable.
 Wen Shouzhen was ecstatic, and then swallowed a big mouthful of rice in his mouth.
 让 "Let that picky diner appear again!" Wen Shouzheng secretly proud of himself.
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 (I received a short background station today, very happy O (∩_∩) O ~~)
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 This is a story about a glutton and a second generation court official.
 When her heart was pierced by ten thousand arrows, Wen Rou suddenly went back into the time when she was much younger.
 With a wave of her pots and pans, the finest cuisines are created.
 Make way, make way, the lady chef is here!
 Wen Shouzhen: “Rou Er, the choice is yours to make! ”
 Shen Yaoshan, “Choose me, choose me!”
 Ren Yue, “Go away, I am her prince charming, not you!”
 Wen Rou facepalmed, “Aiyo, ~(@^_^@)~”
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 Dorian was out celebrating his college graduation when a car slammed into him, and darkness took hold.
 He awoke to find himself in a strange new body, in a strange new world.
 One world among 30,000 fantastical worlds, where the mighty rule, where mystic beasts walk the earth, and magic spells warp reality.
 For Dorian to survive in these worlds, unfettered and free, living by his strong moral code, he will need great strength.
 He must make use of his strange new body and Evolve.
 But there's one catch...
 Dorian wasn't the only one sent into the 30,000 Worlds with the power to Evolve.
 He is the only one from Earth.
 He is the only one that managed to keep his memories.
 He is the Firstborn.
 But he is only one among many.
 Come read as the realm descends into chaos at the arrival of the 88 Anomalies.
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 “It’s fine, everything can be restarted.”
 Gu Huanyue opened her eyes slowly and a smile shown on her face.
 In her previous life, she was betrayed by her relatives and missed the right one eventually.
 Now that the god gave her another chance, she must regain all her lost and let those people who hurt her pay the price.
 This time, her business was developed and expanded so quickly with the help of her super EQ &amp; IQ.
 She became the most shining and rich one. All kinds of handsome men were attracted by her beauty and became her loyal followers.
 However, she won’t never forget that man. A guy who truly love her so much.
 He: “Huanyue, would you like to marry me?”
 She: “Why did he not follow my plan? But yes, I do.”
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 Chen Chao dreamt of becoming a powerful immortal cultivator, flying on his sword and vanquishing enemies with daoist magic. His hopes were dashed when he discovered that he had absolutely no talent for immortal cultivation. 
 Refusing to submit to his fate, Chen Chao joined the ranks of countless other talentless martial artists and embarked on the path of martial cultivation, a path scorned by the immortal cultivators. 
 In this era of strife where martial cultivators, immortal cultivators, and demonic cultivators wrestled for hegemony, Chen Chao will either rise to the top or fall into eternal damnation.
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 A Certain President: Did you lay an egg? Have you lost your egg?
 Ji XiaoYu: No, we lost our egg!
 According to a legend in the common world, rooster eggs can have a great effect as a elixir. If eaten by ordinary humans, they can prolong their life, while if eaten by spiritual beasts, they can greatly increase their power.
 One year after the pheasant spirit, Ji XiaoYu, entered the land of humans, he suddenly laid an egg, but he couldn’t remember who the other father of the egg was.
 While working hard to earn money to save up for powdered milk and having to also protect the small egg from all sorts of bad characters, this pheasant’s life was really difficult.
 Unfortunately, there was also a careless black belly husband entangled with him all day long, irritating this little master to depend on him, was he not afraid!
 Joke title: “My Partner Laid an Egg and Then He Lost It; Asking Online: How Is This Possible, etc., It’s Urgent!”
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 After the soldiers’ mercenary group where he used to work had been utterly destroyed, Loren, who survived the disaster, decided to walk the adventurer’s path as a way to make a living. However, for Loren who had no acquaintances and nothing but an empty pocket on him, receiving a single quest seemed like a faraway aim. So, as he was contemplating about what he should do next, another adventurer called out to him.
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 A long time ago he made a promise on the ice field where death and snow were intertwined.
 Years later, Necromancer Burris worked very hard to finally break the curse of the ancient gods and let the imprisoned Skeleton King leave the Marsh of the Dead and return to the human world.
 As a token of gratitude for fulfilling the promise, the mage not only regained his youth but accidentally gained something else –
 A love story with a higher undead demigod, an infernal being?
 Yes.
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 Lacking a pocket dimension, lacking a power, lacking a thigh to hug onto and the three life advantages (money, power, and looks), he had been cautiously living in the apocalypse for ten years, getting closer to falling inside the zombie’s mouths. But unexpectedly, he had the terrible luck, to be caught in a fight between two gangs and die, it really left people feeling disappointed.
 But when he opened his eyes, he had returned to a decade ago, three months before the apocalypse!
 Like before he still lacked an ability, an ordinary person without a pocket dimension, but he did have ten full years of experience living in the apocalypse! Even if he didn’t fight zombies, didn’t hunt monsters, he could still live a carefree farming life in the safe zone.
 Find a safe house, utilise all kinds of skills from his previous life to farm in exchange for meat, and if possible, find a person to peacefully spend the rest of his life with; ordinary people had their own ordinary little pieces of happiness.
 Originally believing he had picked up a beauty he returned home to prepare a golden house, but on the contrary he was the one being pushed down……someone once said, whether it is people or matters, by no means can you only look at the surface!
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 A story of time-travel. Sly and cunning, she unexpectedly became a sickly noble lady whose fiancé is merciless and demotes her to a lowly concubine. She sneers and bravely breaks off the engagement. To hell with scumbags, marry heirs to lords, blind the courts with her brilliance.
 But, my Lord, we agreed that we are only partnering to scheme against others, when did you start to treat acting as real? Hey, hey, don’t touch me.
 The Lord smiled slyly, “Your hands are too cold, let me help you warm them… Your feet are cold too, let me help you warm them.”
 “Why don’t you just say that my whole body is cold and you need to warm it all up”, Murong Xue said indignantly.
 The Lord nodded, “Good idea!”
 Murong Xue – speechless. Hey hey hey, where, where are you putting your hands?
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 After his accidental death, Jiang Juan transmigrated as a vicious villain in a novel. The villain was always bullying the male protagonist, which resulted in his miserable end.
 After passing through, Jiang Juan did not intend to torment anyone like the original owner. After gaining a second chance at life, he decided to never provoke the male protagonist and safely live the rest of his life.
 But who knew, that his life was tied to the fate of the male protagonist, because of which he can feel all the pain that the protagonist suffers.
 If the protagonist is in pain, he will also feel it, if the protagonist is hungry, no matter how much he eats, he will still feel dizzy from hunger as his stomach keeps on growling, and if the protagonist is dead…
 Jiang Juan didn’t dare to think about it.
 Just at this time, a his lackey with short eyes came to him to ask for credit, “Brother Juan, we have surrounded that kid Xie Jingxian, and are ready to teach him a lesson, see if he dares…”
 Jiang Juan was furious: “Everyone stop. Don’t hurt him! If you fight him, you will end up finding it difficult to eat or even walk around.”
 Next, in front of everyone’s wide eyes, the lonely protagonist was coaxed to Jiang’s house by Jiang Juan.
 Jiang Juan held the protagonist’s hand and gently asked, “Axian, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Are you tired? If you feel unhappy, I’ll ask Arang to come over and serve you as a sandbag. How would you like to vent your anger?”
 Xie Jingxian was alert . He looked at Jiang Juan and said, “What’s your purpose?”
 Jiang Yan sighed, “What purpose can I have. I only hope that you have a smooth life, one with no illness or disaster.” That way, I can also safely grow old.
 Xie Jingxian didn’t believe it at first, but later, he said to Jiang Juan: “I understand your intention.”
 Jiang Juan was greatly moved: “You finally understand.”
 Xie Jingxian nodded, “I accept it.”
 “Wait, what do you accept?”
 Xie Jingxian, “Accept your love.”
 Jiang Juan: … Brother, did you misunderstand something? I didn’t mean that!
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 “It’s too tiring to be a man. I’ll still be a cat in my next life. It’s better to have another beauty shoveling officer to be perfect.”
 Chen Fan made a great aspiration before he died. Perhaps God is alive, and the wish is really fulfilled… half? ? ?
 “I just want to be a cold cat, but what do you mean when you let me regenerate a panda? Are pandas and cats the same species? And why are there lively dinosaurs outside the cave?!!!”
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 Fortune Telling, a mysterious technique, can also be said dangerous because it can change the catastrophe and make it auspicious… 
 Teacher: Don’t give me these useless papers to me, have you finished answering your test paper? 
 Lin Qingyin took out a tortoiseshell: Teacher, can I use divination to get the answer? 
 Lin Qingyin, the master of fortune-telling, didn’t succeed in the Thunder Tribulation when she tried to ascend. When she woke up again, she became a high school student. Lin Qingyin, who was not afraid of Thunder Tribulation, looked at the thick test paper in front of her and shivered. Only a thousand years had passed, how could the world become so scary! 
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 Before going to college, an ordinary high school student went to celebrate and got drunk. When he woke up, he found himself in a completely different world. There was a big sect, the approaching sect entrance examination, a slum where his body’s previous owner lived, and a shared memory about a missing young girl.
 When he got tangled in a fight with a few punks in this different world, he fell off a cliff and miraculously found himself still alive, with two more voices ringing inside his head. They were Sword Master and Saber Master. In the company of them, he continued to find out more about this whole new world. He took the sect entrance examination, entered the sect, met a strange man in black, and even participated in a major competition of the sect to have a chance to win over his peers!
 In this whole new world, he was born again and got to explore the fantastic martial world!
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