I run a farm, not a zoo

Da Zhuang also has his own dog basin, which is nothing to be jealous of.

However, the things in the food bowl and the food bowl are the same and completely different.

Their own food bowl is usually based on dog food, and then a small bowl of various pieces of meat, half an egg, and some vegetables and fruits, covered with some messy things that dogs can't name.

Looking hearty, it actually tastes extremely white.

The barley and black rice bowls seem to be almost the same composition as except for the rotten ones and the replacement of dog food with rice.

However, whether you look at it or smell it, it is better than its beauty, than its fragrance.

Why exactly?

The same is beef, its boiled tasteless not to mention, but also old and hard, people's dogs?

The rind is charred and particularly fragrant. The meat inside seems to have juice flowing out, and it is tender to look at, and it must have a different taste when eaten.

And crispy bones!

It's effortless to chew and rattle, how interesting.

Even the broccoli, which he hates the most, looks cuter than it is.

By what!

Demu was furious.

The breeder does not say every day that its meal supplement is 70 a day, which is higher than his own, but why is it not as good as other people's 29 dogs.

Everyone has to work, what is the difference between work and work?

Yang Bo was still puzzled when he was forced from the tent to the courtyard of Jiang Tu's house by his own police dog.

What did Da Zhuang call him for?

At this time, Jiang Tu should have just left and went to the service station to cook.

And, isn't everything normal here?

Da Zhuang sat up straight, yelled at his master, raised his right front leg, and pointed to Da Zhuang and Black Rice's food bowl.

Meaning, you look at what people eat. What I eat!

At this time, Black Rice and Da Zhuang had already eaten today's breakfast with only a little broth and rice.

The rice soaked in gravy is also very fragrant. Besides, they have no leftover habit and ensure that the basin is empty.

The corn has long been eaten, the food bowl is licked clean, and while washing his face, he looks at the liveliness here.

Black rice and barley's ears moved, and they sped up their eating again.

Hurry up and eat, the new dogs have seen their dog food.

Where is there someone to rob.

Yang Bo looked at the two dogs who suddenly accelerated to eat suspiciously, and then looked at his own police dog Da Zhuang.

A little skeptical of life: "You won't fancy other people's soup and rice, will you?" "

This is, there are too many good days, want to try the coarse tea and light rice of other dogs?

So, can't you think about it so much?

He squatted down, broke his big head, looked it straight in the eye and said, "That's not delicious, it's not nutritious." "

Da Zhuang: ???

When did my breeders develop the ability to open their eyes and speak nonsense?

With such a fragrant smell in the air, couldn't he smell it?

It hastened to refute.

"Woof!" Am I talking about this?

I asked you to learn the craft from the master, how can you be a human being, people can cook so fragrantly, you, you can cook!

Of course, if you really can't learn, let me eat here.

Da Zhuang licked his lips, Meizhi thought.

Yang Bo thought that Da Zhuang really wanted to taste it, he looked at the dog basin that had become clean again, thought for a while, and nodded.

"Okay." The dog occasionally eats a meal of broth and rice, just as he fulfills his family's small wish.

He estimated that Da Zhuang gave up after tasting it once.

He doesn't know if the dog food is good or not, but can the eggs still be delicious? Can meat still be delicious?

Beef or something, fifty or sixty-one pounds, he himself is reluctant to eat it.

The beautiful misunderstanding was thus reached.

Jiang Tu, who made breakfast, also encountered big trouble today.

Every student who passed through the back kitchen straightened his nose, shrugged the tip of his nose at him, and asked: "Brother Jiang, what are you doing, your body is so fragrant." "

Jiang Tu sniffed left and right, and did not feel how fragrant he was.

He wrinkled his nose and asked, "Is it really particularly fragrant?" (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Could it be that something is wrong with his nose?

Wang Shiyu nodded, gave a thumbs up and said, "Especially fragrant, Brother Jiang, you are now like a big walking rose." "

"When the little bee sees you, he will be suspicious for a while."

Jiang Tuo's mood gradually stiffened, and he said that when he went to pick the rose petals this morning, how the bumblebees kept flying around him.

Especially later, he turned the petals into petal sauce, gathered more and more, and refused to leave in a hurry.

He thought the bumblebees were angry that he had robbed them of their food.

Get it for a long time, is he pickled?

The muscles on Jiang Tu's cheeks were faintly uncontrollable.

He quickly explained: "I pickled some roses this morning and wanted to make rose cakes." "

Wang Shiyu's eyes widened and asked, "Brother Jiang, you still make rose cakes?!" "

"Hmm." He nodded while continuing the movement of his hand, "I'm also doing it for the first time, so I'll give it a try." "

"If the taste is okay, the village chief wants me to sell it in that shop in our village and county."

When you draw this edible rose, you also happen to have a recipe for flower cakes.

It can't be said that there is no systematic instruction here, but Jiang Tu feels that this is not a bad thing, of course, the more the better.

He looked at some ingredients and couldn't get his hands on it, and he was disturbed.

Churros are pushed by bubbles in the oil pan and swim from one side to the other.

The high temperature close to 200 degrees makes it expand a little, lose its stickiness, and become golden and crispy and soft inside.

The soy milk in the other pot also began to boil, and the rich bean aroma finally exerted its own strength, like an overwhelming net, covering the taste of roses on Jiang Tu's body.

Now, he is a rose-soy milk-flavored Jiangtu.

Wang Shiyu really couldn't stand this fragrance, so he said to Brother Jiang and left quickly.

She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would be able to kill a whole pot of soy milk by herself regardless of Brother Jiang's obstruction.

It is obviously ordinary soy milk, how can it be so fragrant.

Brother Jiang, it's a little master.

Lin Yi and Lin Police learned that there was such a canteen in Bears Ears Village, and they also applied with 517's own leaders to solve the problem of eating.

The price of 1200 a month, in their opinion, is not a thing.

Jiang Tu once thought that the price he wanted was really too low, but the box lunches with 10 yuan in their county were everywhere.

This is still his price increase.

At the beginning, the price for Song Jun was still 1,000 yuan, and it was a month.

Fortunately, most of the remaining people in the village heard this price and dissuaded themselves.

This reassured Jiang Tu.

He said that in them, a small county town of the 38th tier where the average salary of ordinary people does not know that it exceeds 3,000 yuan, the food cost of 1,200 is not cheap.

To make flower cakes, you need to first make puff pastry with lard and all-purpose flour.

To put it simply, if you want to make puff pastry well, you need a lot of patience to make it.

The rose sauce marinated in the morning should also be mixed with cooked glutinous rice flour to increase the stickiness.

Finally, wrap together and place in the oven at 170 degrees for 20 minutes.

During this period, countless little fat bees hovered around him, and there were thick-skinned people who came to steal honey.

There are even more stupid, low IQ and greedy, so they stick their whole body in honey, and Jiang Tu has to hurry to save them.

Even the flying butterflies are too lively, small heads, big doubts.

Looking at Jiang Tu tangled, as if asking him: So fragrant, why not a flower? You have to look like a person.

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