Chapter 1853: Beauty in a Stone Urn

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When Mr. Blois saw the "cuisine" presented by Willie, he suddenly had a lot of questions in his heart. Because what is before him at this moment obviously does not belong to any type of food he has tasted in the past.
It ’s a vegetable salad, but there ’s no such thing as
vegetables
in it. Mr. Blois can recognize some of them, but ... for example, the shrunken figs that are often used to make shrink medicine Can it really be eaten as a meal?
But to say that it is not a vegetable salad ... At this glance, the flowers and plants are all plants, roots, leaves, flowers, and a little suspicious earthy sauce. Although it looks like a pot of herbs mixed with dregs, if you have to give it a name ... then it must be called "vegetable salad".
But, of course, this is, after all, her daughter's first time cooking and cooking for herself. Even if it seemed so difficult to enter, he wouldn't really say "Can I eat"?
"Oh! I ... I'll try it!" Blois smiled. "This big pot is really big."
"Well, because I found a lot of wild herbs in the mountains behind, there are still a lot here." Willie said, and she suddenly waved her magic wand, and suddenly there was a full filling in the door behind. With a large basket of various herbs, "if not enough, you can add more."
"Enough is enough, absolutely enough!"
Blois said, hurriedly picking up the fork in the bowl, fork a stack of "herb salad" and stuffed it into his mouth. Soon, a "creak" chewing sounded in his mouth.
Perhaps because the earth-colored sauce was so weird, he deliberately avoided it and just tried a bite of herbs without sauce.
"Wait ... wait," before he tasted anything, suddenly he twisted his mouth and asked vaguely, "Veli ... what's going on inside?"
"It must be Mandela grass," Willie nodded, her face taken for granted. "It's raw, so it moves-it adds to the taste."
"Yes, really? It's interesting."
What should I say? Right now, Mr. Blois has a mixed taste in his mouth and heart. The incomparable taste and the real "jumping" taste made him only use "interesting" to describe it barely.
Fortunately, until then, his savior finally came.
"Well, is it time for dinner? It seems we are just out."
When Blois heard it, he quickly got up, and the fork in his hand, without any trace, put it back in the pot full of herbal salad.
"Mr. McLean ... these days, I have figured it out." He said seriously towards Maca coming out of the door, "so I think I have to tell you about my previous rudeness. Apologies. "
"No, no, no need," Maca waved her hand, and brought Sarah to this side. "You're Willy's father, my elder-oh, did you put a lot of shrunken figs today?" That's right, it goes best with liquid grass root sauce. "
"I know you like it," Velly said immediately. "You and Dad eat together, and I'll make some more."
Before the words fell, she carried the basket basket back and walked back, and soon disappeared into the door hole. Only then did Blois dare to say:
"McLean, is this ... is it okay to eat?"
"Well, of course no problem." Makar and Sarah sat down beside him, and said with a smile, "I know, this stuff doesn't seem to arouse appetite, but it tastes really good- I made the sauce. And don't worry, Velly's accomplishments in herbal medicine are already very high. Not only will her mix not be a problem, but she will also be good for the body. "
As he was talking, he looked at Blois's expression again, and then suddenly said:
"Oh! I guess you haven't tasted the sauce yet? Rest assured, the flowing grass roots have a strong milk flavor, which is very suitable for salad dressing ... Believe me, I'm Hogwarts Hitchpuck was born and certainly has no problem with food taste. "
Listening to what he said, Blois couldn't help but pick out a piece of brown piece that was still twisting, and looked at the vitality on the fork:
"What about ... Mandela?"
"This is Willie's idea. She seems to like their beating in their mouths," Maca shrugged. "I heard that Muggles also eat octopus live, presumably to taste this wonderful feeling! "
After all, he also forkd a large pile of grass with sauce into his mouth and crunched.
"Well ... shrunken figs ... yes, Sarah, you can try it too."
...
While Maca and they were grazing "happily" outside, Ursula, who was lying in bed, was facing a huge choice for her.
Just a moment ago, Maca had moved the mouth of the stone jar that had been in Sarah's room to her.
Now, Ursula was watching it silently—looking at the dark green liquid shaking in this coffin-like tank, her heart was full of puppets.
The Miss Hohenheim had just shown her the "things" in it just now-it was a smooth and smooth young girl's body. From that look, it seems that there can still be some shadows of her childhood.
Yes, that's the new body that the other party made for her.
Of course, she has been in this ugly look for more than ten years now. To say that if she had not been seriously burned by the magic flames, what she would look like now, she could not even imagine herself, so naturally she could not know whether the body in the tank was unharmed.
"No ... the lady had deliberately taken some flesh from me in order to make this body ~ EbookFREE.me ~. Maybe ... that's what I really look like today."
Ursula murmured, at the end, and couldn't help sighing again.
"... so pretty!"
Praise his beauty, if it is said from his population, it may make people feel a little shameless. But now that happened to Ursula, it actually made her feel more pitiful.
After a short while, she turned her eyes away slightly and looked up at Hei Gulong's ceiling:
"This is a seductive gift. If there was no Safina in the middle, I would have been unable to promise him any request on the spot, right?"
No matter in the Muggle world or the magic world, his appearance is undoubtedly one of the most important things for women, and even Ursula is no exception.
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