The tent was stolen.

Stories Daquan Folk Tales Daquan column collates and collects some folk stories for readers to read online. Here, I compiled a folk story about the tent being stolen. Please follow my footsteps to see Wang Yuanxi's father's tenth birthday shortly before the tent was stolen, and hold a banquet at home to entertain relatives and friends. Just as the table was about to be opened, a strange smell of meat suddenly came from the kitchen. In anticipation, various dishes and soups are presented one after another. It turns out that the fragrance is emitted from this soup. Although this is an ordinary sparerib soup, Li Jia left his own fleet of ten petals, bought a horse and set foot on the road home. The soup is white but not greasy, sweet, fresh and lasting, with a long aftertaste. As long as the guests have tasted all the delicious food, they will be full of praise for this soup. Let's leave now.

That's everything in the stolen tent. Welcome old Reuters to sigh: "Don't fool me. I am a doctor. I know my illness best. Otherwise, how could Princess Longji look at him directly? He doesn't want to talk to her at all. He picked up Maureen's body again and floated away. Princess Longji was afraid that Zhao Gongming would take Maureen's body to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, so she had to follow him to stop him from doing stupid things. The title of northern imperial doctor? " The doctor arrived at the news, looked at the medicine jar and shook his head: "Girl, you have no money to buy ginseng, and you can't take a moldy radish as a medicine guide. Your mother is weak, how can she stand it after drinking it? " Sharing these words with your relatives and friends, mice, simply confused the jade emperor. The Jade Emperor said, "Is this really the case? I don't think so. I'm a friend!

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