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Chapter 81 Rice Fragrance Redeems Glass Stomach

The ginseng millet porridge is ready. It is cooked over low heat until it is soft and tender, and rice oil is also produced.

Sheng Jiu quickly served millet porridge to the two people, and Ares brought two plates of steamed dumplings.

After all the food was served, Sheng Jiu went back to the kitchen because she had to get busy as new diners had arrived.

Ares returned to the bar.

Lin Hegui looked at the millet porridge in front of him...

Well, it has an attractive light yellow color.

The small bowl was about eight-tenths full. The millet had been boiled for a long time, so clear rice oil had been produced, and there was a faint sweet fragrance when you smelled it carefully.

Very light, yet very tempting.

Two slices of ginseng and six wolfberries were lying irregularly in the tender yellow millet porridge, and they were still quite obvious.

Looking at the clear and soft millet porridge, Lin Hegui swallowed his saliva.

Don't say...

Just looking at it, it looks delicious.

Lin Hegui thought, maybe it was because he hadn’t seen porridge made with millet oil for a long time?
And smelling this tempting sweet smell, I always feel that millet porridge should taste good.

Thinking of this, Lin Hegui scooped up a spoonful, blew it, and then carefully put it into his mouth.

Warm, comfortable, sweet, soft...

As soon as he took a sip, this mouthful of millet porridge gave Lin Hegui different feelings, and each feeling was the kind of amazing feeling that made people raise their eyebrows unexpectedly.

The taste of ginseng only occupies a shallow layer in it. Only when you taste it carefully can you discover a slight astringent feeling from nature.

When you chew it, you can taste the softness and sweetness of millet.

As soon as the meal went into his stomach, Lin Hegui felt his stomach was warm, as if he had taken a nap on a warm spring day with the sun shining all over his body.

Comfortable, warm, soft and quiet.

The stomach is an emotional organ.

People's emotions often affect the comfort of their stomach.

And vice versa.

When you taste delicious food and feel the satisfaction and comfort it brings, you will also relax yourself.

When the stomach is warm, the body will be warm too.

Lin Hegui couldn't help squinting his eyes and took another sip.

Lin Hegui is still young and still able to fight.

In comparison, although Qiao Zhengyuan is also young, but a few years older than Lin Hegui, his stomach is almost as hard as glass.

There is no way. When I am busy, how can I have time to think about eating?
Irregular diet and unstable mood when busy also put different burdens on the stomach.

So, his stomach is not that good.

This is the result of their institute regularly arranging various nutritious meals and conditioning meals for maintenance.

Otherwise, his stomach will only get worse!
When I ordered the millet porridge, although I had the expectation that it would nourish my stomach, I was more interested in taking care of Shengjiu's business.

However, when he put the ginseng millet porridge into his mouth, Qiao Zhengyuan realized that he was shallow!

This millet porridge...

Compared with the fresh fragrance brought by steamed dumplings, its presence is faint, like a beauty who is indifferent to the world, just quietly blooming slowly on the mountains.

It doesn't care whether other people pay attention to it or not.

It just wants to be itself.

However, it is this light fragrance that brings an amazing feeling of warmth when it enters the stomach.

Qiao Zhengyuan even had an illusion that his stomach was warmed and redeemed at that moment.

It forgave itself for its rude treatment in the past and was willing to reconcile with its master who did not know how to cherish it!

Feeling the comfortable feeling in his stomach, Qiao Zhengyuan couldn't help but scoop another spoonful.

There wasn't much rice in the bowl, and soon it was empty after spoonful after spoonful. Qiao Zhengyuan didn't even care about other people's eyes, and concentrated on using the spoon and chopsticks to pick up all the rice grains from the corners bit by bit, and then put them into his mouth with satisfaction.

It was at this time that Manman followed his parents into the restaurant.

Seeing Qiao Zhengyuan eating with an intoxicated look on his face, Manman swallowed his saliva and pulled his mother's hand: "Mom, I want to eat millet porridge."

Manman’s mother is a capable young woman.

She was very angry that she was on a business trip and the father and daughter were eating takeout at home.

I did some thinking and education work last night, but ended up getting counter-educated by Manman’s dad.

After a night of reflection, Manman's mother took the initiative to bring two people to Shengji Restaurant at noon today.

The first thing she looked at when she entered the store was naturally hygiene.

From what I can see, the hygiene is acceptable.

Although some places are old, they are wiped very clean. You don't need to touch them to know that they should be very smooth and not greasy.

Manman's mother looked at the details carefully again, and as she was looking, she heard Manman say that she wanted to eat millet porridge.

Nowadays, children in every family have suffered from poor spleen and stomach when they were young, and their parents have tried all kinds of things, such as yam millet porridge, yam apple soup, apple and red date soup...

In short, I have tried all the possible methods.

Not only that, various acupuncture and massage...

Anyway, both adults and children are having a hard time.

Whether it is cured in the end depends on the physical constitution of each child.

Manman's physical condition has improved in the past two years, and Manman's mother finally stopped making trouble for him.

However, she knew that Manman didn't like millet porridge.

I ate too much when I was a child, and now that I grow up, I find it unpalatable.

Now the child takes the initiative to ask for food, which surprises Manman’s mother.

She turned her head and glanced at the menu. The price of millet porridge was unexpectedly expensive.

But, for Manman’s mother, it’s not too bad.

She can accept it whether she or her children eat it.

Because she was quite satisfied with the cleanliness of Shengji Restaurant, Manman’s mother decided to have a meal there first to see the difference.

A family of three ordered a bowl of millet porridge, two steamed dumplings, and a bowl of shrimp noodles.

When Ares brought the millet porridge and steamed dumplings, he wiped the millet porridge off the menu.

When Manman’s mother saw it, she was a little surprised: “Is it sold out?”

Manman's father, Ling Ziyu, nodded and said, "Yes, they have limited supply. The millet porridge seems to be the amount for a clay pot. It will be gone once it's sold out."

Manman's mother is called Chen Rongrong. After hearing this, she nodded and said, "That's not bad. At least it's freshly made."

Chen Rongrong doesn't want her children to eat takeout, one reason is the hygiene issue, and the other is because of the pre-prepared food.

Prefabrication itself is not a big problem.

She often prepares a week's worth of breakfast for her family on weekends and freezes them in the refrigerator.

but……

Isn't it excessive to put so many additives?
How could she let her child eat this?

Is that eating?
Or eat seasoning?

After hearing what his wife said, Ling Ziyu nodded: "Young boss, your cooking skills are pretty good, you can smell it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fragrant smell wafted from the kitchen.

Sheng Jiu has already started making their portion of shrimp noodles.

As soon as it started to stir-fry, the aroma wafted out.

　The third watch is at 21 o'clock~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)