You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

"Chuck, when can you play?"

Garryton Apartments 250 rooms

Barkley has become a regular visitor here. He often comes here to eat and drink. Although this fat man has threatened to lose weight every time, but the shrinking season of only 50 regular seasons has passed nearly one third, he has not yet After his comeback, he hasn't controlled his weight in a reassuring area.

Today, Adrian was on holiday, and Ephraim went to the office very early. This old child was dependent on 250. All he thought about was a delicious breakfast.

For the 13-year-old boy's question, Barkley's answer must be cautious. If he is not careful, his image of great justice will collapse.

"Soon, wait for me to complete the weight loss plan." Buckley said.

When it comes to weight loss, Adrian wants to look in the mirror, everyone around him is talking about it, he is very fat.

He doesn't think how fat he is, or how fat Buckley is, but everyone is letting them lose weight.

"Actually, I don't think you need to lose weight. You are just like this, just like me."

If Adrian does not add the last game, Buckley will be happy to hear him say that, now, he just wants to throw Adrian into the bathroom and look in the mirror.

This little fat man really doesn't know that the sky is thick and thick, what's his fatness?

However, here, Adrian is his only comrade-in-arms. Although this little devil always speaks flamboyant words, he always has to seek common ground while reserving differences.

In the kitchen, Mo Mengchen wore kitchen clothes and prepared breakfast carefully.

Today, we are going to prepare three servings, one of them is very powerful and the other is very picky. It is extremely troublesome.

He prepared two breakfasts, one for himself. He learned a new dish called steamed shrimp balls. The shrimp **** were bought from China. There is no other reason. He is just used to domestic craftsmanship. There is no discrimination against the meatballs in Europe and the United States-when it comes to shrimp balls, it tastes like Q bombs, the taste is fresh and smooth, the meat is very easy to digest, and the nutrients are particularly rich, suitable for all ages , Not only can it be delicious, but also not get angry.

There are generally two ways to make shrimp balls, one is to directly steam the shrimp **** made by people; the other is more troublesome, peel the fresh shrimps and sausages, and then use a meat grinder to grind them into a puree-listen. Especially brutal? Believe me, the picture is absolutely harmonious, you have to believe that they are all dead and peaceful. In addition, Madam Shrimp please skip the chapter-add your favorite seasonings, stir evenly with chopsticks, then put some of your favorite vegetables as the bottom, Mo Mengchen prefers cucumbers, and finally put it in the oven, so you can make an original flavor Authentic steamed shrimp balls.

Although Mo Mengchen used artificial shrimp **** for steaming here, the above Blind Jiba tutorial successfully helped me to drink a few hundred words-and then the breakfast of Adrian and Barkley, the taste of the two fat people are more comparable Greasy, Mo Mengchen prepared Benedict eggs for them.

Many people (foodies) think that Benedict's egg is a sweetheart, but it's not. Strictly speaking, a classic Benedict egg must include poached eggs, dutch sauce, bacon and English muffins. Nowadays, Benedict eggs are becoming more and more diverse. Many people use toast instead of muffins, and salmon and ham instead of bacon.

Mo Mengchen doesn't like to follow the crowd, he has his own set of materials, and he has said that he has eaten well.

A fragrant breath came from the kitchen.

Buckley's saliva is coming out: "I can't stand it, Mo, give me a bite!"

"Chuck, you're so impolite!" I didn't know that Adrian thought he was rude because of Buckley's anxious appearance. In fact, "Dr. Mo, shouldn't the children eat and drink first?" The endurance of your adults should be better than me!"

Barkley has been in the NBA for more than ten years. This is the first time he has seen a child who dares to eat with him.

"No, these two eggs are one each."

This guy will never remember what this egg is called in his life.

Even though Mo Mengchen carried a plate in front of them every time and said, "Benedict eggs are here."

"Don't worry, I made several." Mo Mengchen underestimated Buckley's food intake.

He eats not to watch a few, but to see if it is delicious. As long as it is delicious, the ghost knows how many Benedict eggs can fit in his pregnant belly.

A few minutes later, five Dennedy singles were freshly baked. Although they are all called Benedict eggs, the practice is very different, and the materials are also different. Buckley and Adrian can make judgments from the appearance.

Not surprisingly, the only egg Benedict containing vegetables was abandoned.

It stood alone on the plate, unnoticed.

Barkley and Adrian have two eggs each, and Mo Mengchen is obviously wrong. These two fat people don't care about breakfast and lunch at all, and they want to have bloating.

Two eggs may be able to fill Adrian's stomach, but it is definitely not enough to fill Barkley's stomach.

Now, Mo Mengchen is not thinking about whether these two people can eat enough, but will his steamed shrimp **** be invaded?

Mo Mengchen, who has never liked to eat solitary food, had an urge to hide these shrimp **** alone this morning.

There is no way, Adrian can control it, Barkley, the fat man, is really right.

"You should open a restaurant!"

Barkley ate the first Benedict egg, and he couldn't think of why Mo Mengchen could make so many tricks of the same food.

He has eaten breakfast at the Garryton apartment six times recently, and each meal is a Benedict egg, but each time it is not duplicated, and the taste is completely different.

The changing taste is not annoying, he is almost in love with this food.

No matter how you go on, Benedict eggs will replace the donuts' supremacy in Buckley's heart.

"Those chefs of Michelin five-star restaurants should jump off the building and kill themselves!"

Within half a minute, Buckley finished eating a 300-gram Benedict egg.

Adrian also eats quickly. Although the person is very small, he is not smaller than Buckley in one mouth. The two fat people seem to be eating faster than anyone.

Moreover, their eyes were fixed on the Benedict egg that had no vegetables at first.

What they did not expect is that this Benedict egg with vegetables is his favorite work. The vegetables are just modifiers and can be removed completely. The egg has the most meat filling and the seasoning is the most careful. It's really unwise for these two dead fat people to just give up the vegetable when they see it.

As the second egg was about to be eaten, Buckley and Adrian's eyes grew hotter.

They all want this egg.

Mo Mengchen heard the oven jingle and the steamed shrimp **** were ready.

He quickly returned to the kitchen, packed the shrimp **** into the bento, and held it firmly in his hand. He was still his, and no one could grab it!

Buckley and Adrian finished eating the Benedict eggs on the plate, leaving only the one that no one cared about at first, but now it is a sweet bunny egg containing vegetables.

"Adrian, respect the old and love the young, you have eaten two eggs, you have to give it to me!"

"Chuck, can't say that, you should lose weight, don't you want to return to the game soon?"

"Go to the **** stadium!"

"How can you swear in front of the child?"

Buckley's eyes were red, and he was only half full now.

Adrian is eighty full, and generally no longer needs to eat, but every fat man is the kind that can't stop as long as he eats, unless he can support himself, he looks at the delicious eggs Benedict How can I let it fall? Even if his competitor is Barkley.

"It seems that it is difficult for us to reach an agreement." Buckley said, "Let Dad make another one?"

This is indeed a solution.

Mo Mengchen replied to them: "The materials have been used up, Chuck, you will come to say hello to me next time, I will prepare enough ingredients."

Barkley was sad. He thought that Mo Mengchen and him were intimate, but the result was not.

"There is another way!" said Feitian God Pig. "Let's decide with the cards and play the two simplest wins!"

Adrian readily accepted.

Mo Mengchen quickly took out the playing cards.

The rules of the game are two wins in three innings. There are waiver rules. If you think your cards are not good enough, you can choose to give up and start again.

Moreover, there is a rule that the fold rights are converted one after another and cannot be discarded continuously.

Suppose Adrian gave up in the first game and the fold in the second game came to Buckley. It wasn't until the third game that Adrian regained the right to give up.

In the first game, Adrian drew a pair of J.

"Little guy, look at your expression." Buckley said with a smile.

Adrian was laughing: "I am very happy."

"Yes, because you have a good card, so I have to give up." Buckley threw the ball.

In the second game, Buckley drew a pair of Q, while Adrian drew 5 and 9, he did not give up the qualification, Buckley first in the next game.

"Match point." Mo Mengchen prompted.

In the third game, Barkley insisted on teaching the 13-year-old boy to grow up, and he drew a card-this exploding card luck made him wish to fly to Washington to look for Jordan to fight three hundred rounds, a pair of K!

Barkley deliberately made a very unhappy expression: "Little fellow, what do you see from my face?"

"One thousand layers of chin..."

Mo Mengchen laughed.

Buckley is still sad: "What else?"

"You are very upset."

"What does this mean?"

"Your cards are bad?"

"So are you going to fold?" Buckley asked.

Although Barkley did not fold in the last round, he folds in the first round. According to the order, the fold of this round belongs to Adrian.

"No, your cards are bad, I will not fold!"

Adrian showed up, 4 and 5, good cards, but Buckley was a pair of K.

The game is over.

"You lost, hahaha~~~~" Buckley picked up the remaining eggs of Benedict and took a bite. The expression on his face seemed to climax.

Adrian was full of incomprehension: "But you just looked very unhappy!"

Barkley laughed proudly: "I deliberately made you think I was unhappy, so that you would not fold!"

"So you deceived me, you deceived me, Chuck, but we are partners!" Adrian raised his face in the palm of his hand depressed, "Are everyone deceiving?"

Barkley enjoys the fruits of victory. Although his opponent is a 13-year-old kid, as a player who has played in the NBA for more than ten years, he has never been involved in the championship. Every summer, he threatens to fight for the championship and then eat himself like The first pig, a self-proclaimed person who is very competitive for ten years, is very satisfied.

And ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He also used this to educate Adrian: "The expression on the face is not necessarily our true feelings."

At that moment, Adrian met the biggest puzzle in his life, and he asked a question.

Not to mention Barkley on this question, even Mo Mengchen sometimes has no answer.

"In this case, everything is uncertain, how do we know who to believe?"

Adrian asked very seriously, and it didn't matter if he couldn't eat the Benedict eggs in his stomach. Mo Mengchen was eating crispy steamed shrimp **** while looking at Buckley, wondering how he would answer Boy's problem.

He'd better give a reasonable answer, otherwise, children who do not accurately judge the problem will be confused and confused.

"Of course we don't know."

Barkley had eaten Benedict's eggs halfway, and his face turned to Adrian, saying, "That's why life is so interesting."