Women, sometimes it is so elusive.

You want to tease her, she is driving a super battleship with electromagnetic cannon as the main naval gun, one can smash a tenth-level strong.

The back seat of the bicycle is obviously not attractive.

But you say she is cold, a pot of braised pork can trick her out.

Meg got up and walked towards the kitchen, took out a piece of evenly fat pork belly from the refrigerator, and began to prepare a separate braised pork for the upcoming guests.

Three people's rice is cooked separately in the rice cooker. The braised pork does not go with the rice. After all, a bit of soul is missing. Moreover, the woman's appetite cannot be underestimated.

Wrap the braised pork with bright red and bright colors, pour it into a crock pot and simmer on a small fire. McGonagall returned to the window, took a book, and comfortably nestled in the chair to watch.

The ugly duckling stretched his waist, jumped off the counter, walked slowly to McGonagall's side, jumped onto the chair, and placed a comfortable posture on his lap.

McGonagall glanced at the ugly duckling who began to snor, put the book in his hand on his head, the height was just right, and he put one hand on the soft cat pad, which was quite warm.

"Meow~"

The ugly duckling made a small protest.

Mag turned a page, unmoved.

Not long after, the door bell rang.

McGonagall got up and opened the door. Xi was wearing a silver-black tights and stood outside the door. Fortunately, she put away the exaggerated sniper.

"It's coming pretty fast." McGonagall glanced at his watch, and only an hour passed, not knowing if it was the commute time from the underground city to the chaotic city.

Xin's nose moved, and he smelled the scent of meat, so he said calmly: "It just happens to be nearby."

McGonagall heard her implication: the old lady didn’t come here for a piece of braised pork!

"Come in." McGonagall smiled and let go, and when someone came out, everything was easy to say.

Meg poured a cup of warm water for Xi, and then went into the kitchen to break the stewed braised pork and put it on the small yellow tile stove.

There are a few red charcoal fires in the stove. There is a black casserole on the stove. Just transferred from the stove, the braised pork inside is still boiling. The red and bright braised pork is about two centimeters square and thick. The smell of meat was engulfed by the heat, and Xi, who had just had a sip of water, couldn't help swallowing.

This is too fragrant!

When she received the news from McGonagall, she just came out of the defense building and needed to go to the troops to report.

After some serious thinking, she turned off the reporting work and switched to online reporting, and then continued to devote herself to the work of her own observer, entered the crossing channel, came to the Nolan Continent, and rushed to the chaos at the fastest speed. City.

This guy obviously cheated her.

The braised pork was not simmered on the terracotta stove, it should be simmered in the pot. I thought I would miss the best eating time, but now it seems that this is the best eating state.

Meg made a bowl of rice, then sprinkled a small plate of chives in the pot.

The red is dotted with green, as if the soul was injected into it at once.

There is also a small plate of pickled radish that McGonagall himself pickled.

Red radish with the skin and cut into fan-shaped slices, add spicy millet, pepper, rock sugar, well salt and a little vinegar to marinate for a few days.

The simplest formula, the most refreshing sour radish.

"Thank you."

Xin said, you're welcome, picking up the chopsticks, first put a piece of braised pork into the bowl.

The purpose of her coming is braised pork, and only braised pork needs to be taken seriously.

The fat and tender braised pork is very soft, and the chopsticks lightly clamp it, leaving a mark. The bright red color makes people happy, the skin is fat and thin, and the skin shows a crystal clear texture.

In the past few days, she returned to the dungeon and went to the restaurants that she used to frequent, but none of the food gave her such a wonderful experience as braised pork.

In the dead of night, looking at the fragment of braised pork in The Little Mermaid, I felt hungry.

But she is a stubborn person after all, and she has the personality of a high-cold female officer, so she can't take the initiative to ask McGonagall.

But he offered it on the initiative, it was different.

So she crossed the two worlds and came here in less than an hour.

She is really bad!

Blow gently, and feed a whole piece of braised pork into your mouth.

It was a bit hot, but after this bite, the gravy overflowed in the mouth, sweet and soft, fat but not greasy.

The fleshy, soft and sweet taste made her close her eyes.

Ah, it’s a long-lost feeling!

The feeling of thinking day and night and finally getting what you wanted is really satisfying!

The taste buds are cheering and jumping!

In contrast, the status of the dungeon restaurants in her heart has dropped a lot again. They are too dull, making it difficult for people to feel surprise and joy.

Then she picked up the rice and took a big mouthful. The soft rice was fragrant, and the greasy feeling in the mouth was wiped out. The more you chew, the sweeter it is.

After eating a few pieces of braised pork, he pulled a small bowl of rice, and Xi's eyes fell on the small plate of sour radish.

She picked up a slice of radish, and when she reached her mouth, she smelled a sour smell.

is not the sour taste, but the aggressive sweet and sour taste that makes you unconsciously secrete saliva after you smell it.

She tried to take a small bite, and the crisp taste, sweet and sour feeling bloomed on the tip of her tongue.

is a refreshing sensation, which instantly breaks the greasy sensation remaining in the mouth, and then a slight spicy sensation blooms.

"It's delicious." Xi's eyes lit up, and he fed the remaining half of the sour radish into his mouth. Hearing the crisp sound of chewing, it seemed that his mood became brighter.

Broiled pork is simmered over a small fire, always maintaining the best state of warmth.

Use a spoon to scoop two spoons of thick gravy onto the rice, stir it evenly, so that each piece of rice is covered with braised pork broth, then scoop up a spoonful and feed it into your mouth. It is the best braised broth Bibimbap.

The rice dipped in the soup, in addition to its own sweetness, is also covered with a full of salty and sweet soup, no need to add other side dishes, it is a delicacy in itself.

This is also one of Xi’s favorite ways to eat.

A pot of braised pork, a pot of rice, a dish of sour radish.

Xin ate without hurries, and after about half an hour, they were all taken care of.

"This woman, it's not easy to feed." McGonagall was stunned, and only Amy could compete with her in terms of appetite.

Xin picked up the last rice in the bowl and fed it into her mouth, licked the gravy at the corner of her mouth, put down the chopsticks and the bowl, took a paper towel to wipe the corner of her mouth, and leaned back on the chair satisfied.

It’s been a long time since she had such a comfortable meal. Fortunately, she was so busy that she didn’t have time to eat breakfast.