The Beauty's Personal Doctor

But after a while, the man had the food ready.

But far away, moye smelled a smell of meat, which was different from the smell of City meat, but was good at mixed with a kind of wild fragrance.

This is different from the game of Mo's family, because although they are all game, their methods are totally different.

At this time, seven extremely beautiful young women, each carrying a wooden tray, slowly came to moye's side.

"Moye, this first dish, called yingmenke jinfenghuang, is made of Luoshanji. This kind of chicken is rare here. Only when the most distinguished guests come here, we will take Luoshanji out to entertain them."

At this time, the old clan leader introduced the rooster to moye, and then the young girl next to him directly put the rooster in front of moye, and then she stepped aside with shame.

Then the second young girl appeared next to moye with a tray, and the old Patriarch on it introduced again:

"Moye, this dish is called Fugui Huakai. It's a flower made from a rib of the hind legs of eight moon rabbits. This rib is the best meat on the rabbit. The rabbit is good at running. The meat of his hind legs is full of chewiness, but it's not greasy. It's a great tonic."

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Moye found that every dish presented later is full of a very beautiful metaphor. Moreover, these dishes are full of fragrance, and no Manchu and Han banquet can be compared with these dishes.

Because even the Manchu and Han banquet, there is no natural fragrance in these dishes.

Now the whole city is being polluted, and there are few very natural meat and vegetables. Meat is born, and vegetables are treated with pesticides.

But these dishes are not the same. They are all native and have not been polluted.

At this time, moye couldn't help eating. Although he didn't want to eat, the dishes attracted his appetite immediately.

Only when he took a few mouthfuls and wanted to drink, he found that there was no wine beside him.

At this time, moye looked up with embarrassment and looked at the old patriarch, who also looked at moye with a smile.

When moye looked at him, the old patriarch said with a smile: "moye, it's not convenient to eat alone. It's easy to do. Fangfang, you can help the immortal master to pick up vegetables. If the immortal master has any requirements, you have to meet them."

At this time, the old patriarch was so dignified that the girl named Fangfang could not resist.

Of course, the girl named Fangfang was not prepared to resist, because she had been influenced by the Miao village thought for a long time and knew that men were superior to women. Now she was able to serve moye, which was her great honor.

As soon as he heard the old patriarch say that she would meet all her requirements, moye was sweating. But now he was not interested in beauty but in wine, so he waved his hand in embarrassment and motioned Fangfang to go away. Then he looked at the old patriarch and said, "what do you mean by wine, patriarch? I'm not happy without wine. "

Hear Mo Xie say so, the old clan chief instantly laughed out.

Then he said: "I didn't expect that you are also a wine lover, moye. You will like my wine when you drink it, but the output of this wine is not much. When you leave, I will send you three bottles. No matter how much, I can't help it, because I can only brew ten bottles of this wine in a year."

When he heard the old patriarch say this, moye became more and more impatient. Then he heard the old patriarch continue to say“ I'm afraid it's going to take some time even if I told the people under me to take it. Why don't you eat it first? "

Moye had no interest in eating, but at this time, another girl came in, with a big pipe in her hand. At this time, the old patriarch said: "moye, do you want to try my fairy fog?"

"Old patriarch, how do you know I love smoking?"

Moye was really surprised at this time.

He has three virtues: good tobacco, good wine and good woman.

Now it's good, whether it's cigarettes, wine or women, now the old clan leader has sent them to him.

"Ha ha, it's a kind of feeling. It can't be said, it can't be said."

The old clan leader shook his head and made up moye's teeth itching. But now moye has lost interest in food. He directly took the big pipe over. Then the girl took out a fire fold. Then she took out a dozen fire folds and lit the big pipe.

This big pipe is very long, about 50 cm long. In its tobacco straw, it is filled with tobacco leaves. These tobacco leaves give off a special fragrance, which is intoxicating.

Even if moye just slightly smell, there is a feeling that he wants to fly in the clouds. The so-called fairy fog is just like its name.

These tobacco leaves were evenly cut into pieces. When the fire fold was lit, the girl immediately took out a long iron needle, and she directly used her own hand to slowly pry the tobacco leaves inside.

Moye took a hard breath. In a moment, it was a charming fragrance, flowing towards his mouth. A cloud of smoke came in from his mouth and came out of his nostrils.

All of a sudden, he felt as if he was flying. Even when he looked at the world in front of him, he had a kind of illusory feeling.

But moye knows that this is definitely not a kind of opium poppy that can make people addicted. It is a kind of harmless tobacco, and even has no effect on the lungs.

"Old clan leader, you still have this kind of thing."

Moye's eyes are shining.

The old man laughed and said nothing. Then he said, "you try my bar first."

At this time, a young girl came, her steps were so light, as if she were a fairy in the sky. She was dressed in white gauze, not stained with dust.

In her hands, there was already a bottle of wine. This bottle of wine was made of ordinary pottery pot, but only from a distance, moye smelled a refreshing fragrance. Just a little smell, it shocked his spirit.

And the young girl directly lay on her side and fell into moye's arms. Moye looked at the poor man as if he were a masterpiece of heaven. It was not inferior to the beauty of Liao Ruoxue's daughters, even more so.

"Immortal master, please use wine."

Her slender hands, slightly raised, and then a glass of wine, appeared in her hands, and the hand she slowly moved the glass of wine into moye's mouth.

Your concubine is drunk, Xiao Lian is full of stories, but that's all!