Chapter 274: Meng Po Soup

Nan Ming was shocked at the time.

What exactly is this?

Just the smell can already reach the level of "Lazy God Certification". If you really bring it to your face and open the bowl lid, what's the point?

Could it be that this is what Mr. Jiang and Mr. Peng have been tinkering with these days?

What kind of things still need to be made in a sterile isolation laboratory. This is one of the highest-level isolation laboratories in Qingyang University. Even the gas must be filtered to deal with some extremely dangerous infectious viruses. of.

In this kind of place, confidentiality is absolutely good, but these two old men are too capricious to use this kind of confidential laboratory as a kitchen.

Moreover, Mr. Peng asked Nan Ming for a strengthened iron pot at the beginning. Nan Ming was looking forward to the food fried in that iron pot. I didn't look forward to it, it just appeared suddenly.

"Hehe, after so many days, I'm so hungry." Jiang Lao seemed to know what Nan Ming was thinking, "here, let's have a taste."

The new pot has been strengthened by Nanming, no matter what the food is, it has a strong flavor-enhancing effect, which really makes Jiang Lao overjoyed.

But when he tried a few dishes, Mr. Jiang discovered a flaw.

The taste of the food cooked in this pot is too strong, which has a very strong impact on the sense of taste, but this kind of overpowering taste is like a reckless street performer. It's getting boring soon.

Also, this boredom comes on faster than with regular meals.

If it's an ordinary person, it's probably fine. They probably won't be able to eat a meal like this in their entire life. But for Nanming, it doesn't work.

If Nan Ming wants to increase his energy, the best way is of course a dish that can be eaten for a long time and still maintain its freshness.

Besides, what is the difference between this cooking method that simply enhances the taste and those small roadside restaurants that desperately add MSG to the dishes?

If we use martial arts as an analogy, this method is nothing more than low-level kung fu from outsiders, and Mr. Jiang has long since stopped pursuing that kind of kung fu. What he pursues is top-notch kung fu from insiders, which is a stunt that ordinary people can't learn or practice. .

Moreover, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Peng are more worried about Nanming's body. Like Nanming, he likes all kinds of high-calorie and high-fat food, which is not good for the body. Even if the energy in it will be absorbed by the lazy god, But there are still many substances harmful to the human body that remain in the body.

Now Nan Ming is still young and can't show anything, but when Nan Ming gets older, it will be too late to regret.

It can be said that these two old men were worried about Nan Ming's body.

Therefore, Mr. Jiang has been busy for many days, and now he finally has a work that can be sold.

Mr. Jiang put the gaiwan in front of Nanming, and stood aside with his hands tied, looking at Nanming with a smile.

The same is true for Mr. Peng next to him, both of them have expressions of anticipation.

Nan Ming carefully lifted the gaiwan and stared wide-eyed: "Soup?"

The soup inside was clear and slightly amber in color, with a few green vegetable leaves floating on it, diced brown things floating in the middle, and a little white particles settled in the lower layer. I don't know what it is.

Nan Ming took a breath, only to feel that his saliva was about to flow down.

He quickly picked up the spoon next to it and stirred it lightly. When he stirred it, the very recognizable but not too strong smell just now floated out again.

As the smell poured into his nostrils, Nan Ming thought of Li Chenggong again for some reason.

This guy Li Chenggong is more tenacious than he imagined. According to Lazy God's test, he has stabilized again after a short period of shaking. If he wants to get back the fragments of wisdom authority, he may have to fight again It takes him a few strokes.

Nan Ming thought about it, stirred the soup lightly, and thought of Zhao Gaofeng again.

Yesterday Zhao Gaofeng handed over the work of Nanming's bodyguard to Sun Leijian, and then personally led the team to protect a client to go to Southeast Asia. I heard that there has always been chaos there, especially many places are very unfriendly to the Chinese. Really I don't know if there will be any danger.

Then I thought of Xu Yafei. I don’t know how Xu Yafei told his mother. Nanming has kept a lot of things from the family. With his mother’s personality that likes to show off to others, if he tells his mother, it is equivalent to telling his mother. the whole world.

Anyone can understand this kind of thing, but broadcasting a little achievement of one's own child to the world is annoying. Nan Ming didn't want to go home, and every time he saw someone, he had to explain something. Nan Ming had experienced this kind of thing many times, and it annoyed Nan Ming.

The fragrance continued to linger, and at this moment Nanming thought of Zhang Feilin again, and now Nanming has not told Zhang Feilin the truth about his own power, although Zhang Feilin must have guessed something...

But should you speak up?

I don't know why, Jiang Xiaohui's face floated in front of his eyes again, he always felt that Jiang Xiaohui's attitude towards him was a bit strange, does Xiaohui like me too?

And Liu Xinyu, when this little girl went to the movies with him two days ago, she wanted to sit with him desperately, and her attitude was always very ambiguous.

Nan Ming lowered his head, looked at his own face reflected in the soup, thought that even Tie Niu was holding him tightly and wouldn't let go, and couldn't help wondering, did I have a face that attracted little loli?

After thinking about these people, Nan Ming's thoughts continued to diverge. He thought of his elder brother Chen Wei, and then He Shan. He didn't know when these two people had a bad relationship.

Suddenly, Nan Ming even remembered a person whom he hadn't thought of for a long time.

Li Huiyun, I don't know if this guy is okay now, is it okay to stay in prison? Should I find time to visit him?

Nanming didn't know that Li Huiyun had already returned to the sea and regained her freedom.

And Li Jie, will this guy stab a villain with a needle in prison?

Thinking of Li Jie, he couldn't help but think of Li Chenggong. Nan Ming felt that he had committed a crime against Li in his life. Why are these guys all surnamed Li.

Going back to Li Chenggong, Nan Ming suddenly thought of Lazy God again.

The Nanming that Lazy God is looking for, I don't know where it is, what if I can't find it?

I found it, and if that Nanming made the lazy god to be hostile to him, what would he do?

Even if he is not hostile to himself, if the Great Demon King of Nanming wants to destroy the world, should he stand up?

"Alas..." Nan Ming sighed, frowning slightly. I don't know why, looking at this bowl of soup, I feel so sad, which is not like his style.

Nan Ming shook his head, finally scooped up a tablespoon of soup, and gently put it into his mouth.

As it smells, it has a complex, light and highly recognizable taste. The soup in the mouth has the richness of the soup, the freshness of the vegetables, the smoothness of the mushrooms, and the taste of the meat. Some slippery rice grains, this entrance, Nan Ming only felt that his whole body became more comfortable, and his pores were about to open.

All the troubles I had just now suddenly don't matter anymore.

He scooped up another tablespoon, popped it into his mouth, and suddenly grinned.

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel very happy and happy.

Then, the joy and happiness disappeared, and there was only an unspeakable peace, as if nothing could be thought in the head, and there was no need to think about anything, as long as the soup was enough.

He just sat there, enjoying the peace that surged up from the depths of his heart, all thoughts had faded away, his entire brain seemed to have stopped functioning, and memories were no longer pouring out.

At this moment, it was as if someone pulled Nan Ming's soul out of his body, allowing his soul to float freely in the sky.

And his body has lost all advanced functions, it seems that there is only a shell left, moving mechanically.

Elder Peng and Elder Jiang watched him carefully, not daring to move.

With a sound of "ding", the spoon touched the bottom of the bowl, and before I knew it, the soup bowl was empty.

At that moment, all kinds of thoughts came back in an instant, but there was no hesitation.

Li Chenggong? Just step on it. Even Xiaoqiang can't be crushed to death with one kick.

Zhao Gaofeng? There are really few people in this world who can hurt him, and Southeast Asia is not a dragon's pool or a tiger's den.

On Mom's side, on Film's side, let things take their course. Mom's side can hide what they can, and Film's side can't hide what they can.

As for the others, Nan Ming didn't even know about such things, how could he bother him.

It's like having a dream, crying very sadly in the dream, but after waking up, it's just a dream, making people unable to help but feel happy.

This feeling is really great.

All the troubles, like a dream, suddenly disappeared.

etc……

Nan Ming suddenly felt something was wrong.

He stood up suddenly and looked at the bowl of soup in front of him.

"All this is because of this bowl of soup?" Nan Ming's eyes almost popped out.

Smell the smell, arouse sorrow, drink the soup, the soul will go out of the body, after drinking, all the smoke will disappear, the troubles will be gone, there will be no worries...

This...how could it be food?

This is no longer the concept of "good drink", it is completely beyond the category of "food".

Is this a drug? By the way, Mr. Peng and Mr. Jiang said before that they wanted to study medicated diet. Could this be the so-called medicated diet?

But medicine, it is impossible to have such a strange feeling.

Drugs can only amplify or suppress certain feelings, but they cannot be so complicated.

Moreover, this kind of magnification or suppression is beyond the limit of human physiology, but just now, Nanming just went through a stage naturally, a life that does not exist.

After drinking, this life also disappeared, as if it never appeared.

Some worries go with it.

Mr. Jiang and Mr. Peng glanced at each other. They were also shocked by the soup when they tried it.

"What's the name of this soup?" Nan Ming asked Mr. Jiang.

"I haven't named it yet, why don't you help me, Xiao Ming?" Elder Jiang laughed.

This soup is originally a dish developed for Nanming.

"With a bowl of soup, all worries are gone, even I have forgotten most of it. I have a name that doesn't sound very nice, but it's very appropriate."

Nan Ming paused for a moment: "Mengpo Soup." (To be continued.)