Beautiful Rural Cook Girl

According to Feng Linghao's teaching method, Yuening went back and forth to extract and precipitate the sweet water. In about two hours, the extracted sweet water had already precipitated the foam of the thorn tree. The sweet water scooped up was so clear that it was almost three times clearer than the water in the natural spring.

"Dashi, try it. It's my first time to extract it. Feng Linghao used to do it. I was responsible for selling it in Wa city. I don't know if there will be a strange smell. Please try it first. " Yue Ning said nervously.

Su Yang can't wait to pick up the porcelain bowl full of clear water, and then drink it down in one gulp. The taste is still as cool and delicious as he had drunk before. In this burning desert day, it seems that there is a breeze coming, driving away all the heat. The sense of coolness surged up from the bottom of his heart, which made him eliminate his fatigue for many days. It was more effective than Xingnao pill, which was usually prepared in the Siming hall.

After drinking, he closed his eyes and realized the taste carefully. After a long time, he didn't hear his response. He said that he didn't worry that it was all fake. Did he make something that didn't suit his appetite?

Immediately Yuening deep respiratory tract: "Da Si Ming, if there is anything you can't do, just tell me."

"No, it's good." Shuo Yang said.

"Ah?" Yuening was already ready to be rejected by Xuyang. Now hearing his words, she was a little overjoyed and looked at him with wide eyes, "really? Can Feng Linghao be rescued by such sweet water? If you all know that sweet water can be extracted from the thorn tree, it should be regarded as my merit? The identity of this saint, can you... " 12 Novels www.12shuoxs.com

"Yes! Let's go to the royal family now and bring these sweet water. Even if silver moon wants to keep people at that time, we can't do it! " With a gentle smile on his face, Su Yang takes out a water bag and puts the sweet water in it. Then Dai Yuening goes on his way to the royal family.

He was a great master of life. Naturally, no one dared to stop him. Moreover, it was not the first time he came to the palace. He was an acquaintance. But Yuening, who was following him for the first time, was wearing such gorgeous clothes. It should not be Shao Siming. It can be traced back to the fact that Yang Da Si Ming is very respectful to her now. His status is certainly not too low. Is it Saint?

Thinking of this, the guards lowered their heads, for fear that their eyes would stain the dignity of the saint. Until Yuening and Suoyang's back disappeared in the sight, the guards gathered together and whispered, and an individual Titus was excited.

If the saint appeared, it would be a grand event for the ancient sand kingdom. As the people of the ancient sand country, their natural benefits are not small. So they are talking about the saint's affairs in their hearts. A person is more devout, hoping that the saint can bring more oases to the desert and make the people's life more comfortable.

At this time, it is already evening, and the sunset rays shine on Yuening's body, plating a layer of gold for her.

Looking at the gorgeous palace in front of her, Yuening had some small lingering palpitations. She was picking up the sleeve of Su Yang and said cautiously, "why don't you go in and I'll wait here? After all, I'm a fake saint. What an embarrassment if I go in and be seen through? "