After Jiang Qiuqiu laughed, Mrs. Ayer couldn't help but also smiled.
After laughing, she became serious again, "I don't like to drink warm nourishing fluid, but if I don't like it anymore, I still have to drink it when my body needs it."
For example, Yuan Jianguo retired with an injury, and the condition of his mental sea becomes more and more unstable as he grows older. In his case, at least six tubes of mental warming fluid must be ingested a year to maintain the stability of his spiritual sea. .
But exhortations are exhortations—
"Forget it." Mr. Yuan grumbled bitterly, "It's the same as if you didn't drink this stuff, and it's not a panacea, just eat it once and it will work."
"Look at that old man, he still looks sick after drinking for ten years... I don't want to drink anymore."
Although I know that drinking the spirit warming liquid is good for the spiritual sea, it is not a special medicine. It takes ten days and a half for a new injury, and it takes years and months to see any effect for an old injury.
Then it is unpalatable, and you have to drink more, and you have to drink it for a long time to see the effect, and it doesn’t seem to be a problem if you don’t drink it for a while. Therefore, none of Mrs. Al’s old comrades who retired more than ten years ago is Drink this on time.
Except for the old iron who really has the desire to survive.
Everyone else is like Lao Yuan.
Full of energy, the old urchin said like a boy: "I've been working hard on the battlefield for so many years, and finally I'm discharged from the army. It's time to enjoy the blessings, and I'm going to make this spirit nourishing liquid—"
"Every day is like eating *, and I still eat six meals a day. After eating, I will feel bad. Al, you can just turn a blind eye and close your eyes. Don't fight with this." He looked at Mrs. Al expectantly. .
But Mrs. Al gave him a blank stare, "No."
"Must drink."
"When I opened and closed my eyes, I drank it all in."
"... I drank it all at once, so I should have closed my eyes without opening them."
It can be seen that Mr. Yuan is very resistant to the nutrient solution.
At this time, Mrs. Eyre embraced Jiang Qiuqiu, "Okay, I know you don't like drinking warm nourishing liquid, and I'm here to give you a change today."
"?" Mr. Yuan was stunned for a moment, "Change the taste? How do you change it?"
From this moment on, the center of conversation between the two suddenly became Jiang Qiuqiu.
Mrs. Ayer introduced Jiang Qiuqiu flatly to Mr. Yuan, "This is Qiuqiu, a spiritual healer with outstanding talent."
"I know, you told me in the communication yesterday." Mr. Yuan blinked his eyes after speaking, and smiled at Jiang Qiuqiu very kindly: "I saw it today, and I am young and energetic."
He praised Jiang Qiuqiu a lot, and Jiang Qiuqiu smiled modestly: "Grandpa Yuan is the same, very energetic."
"Don't be too sluggish, she is a spiritual healer who uses food as a medium, and the food she makes has a lot of spiritual healing power."
The old man Yuan, who was still smiling just now, suddenly got stuck, looked at Jiang Qiuqiu in disbelief, and then at Mrs. Aier, "Aier, what do you mean—eating the dishes made by the little girl is like drinking the spirit warmer?" Is the nutrient solution the same?"
"yes."
"..."
Mr. Yuan Jianguo let out an ooh, then quickly suppressed his smile, raised his hand to his lips, coughed twice, and looked at Jiang Qiuqiu very seriously: "Little girl Qiuqiu, grandpa would like to ask, do you cook delicious food?" ?”
"This—" Jiang Qiuqiu also blinked, and under Grandpa Yuan's expectant gaze, he replied, "Probably the kind that is not enough to eat six bowls a day."
"!" Yuan Jianguo: "Really?"
Mrs. Al: "Qiuqiu, it's time to show off your real skills."
Come on, come into the kitchen, show off your talent!