Chapter 342 A Patent Of Sharon

"Oh my God! What's this?"

"I've never tasted it before."

The taste bloomed in his mouth, and he only took a sip. The rich mellow fragrance stayed in his mouth. What kind of magical drink was it? It seemed to have a magic, making people want to drink it up as if they had drunk a good glass of wine.

"What do you think? Is it okay?"

Celia asked expectantly, hoping that she wouldn't disappoint.

"Celia, look at the bottom of our glasses. It's so delicious. I'm willing to buy a glass of it even if it's sold for ten dollars."

Adams was absolutely not exaggerating. It was really delicious. He had eaten a lot of delicacies and drank a lot of good things, but the food made by Celia would make him addicted and want to renew the drink.

"Miss Celia, what is that? How did you make it? It's so delicious."

The owner of the dessert shop had expected that if his shop sold this kind of drink, and it would definitely be the only one shop who served this kind of drinks in the capital city, so at that time, there would

ling pigs, he rarely saw raw pork. Every time he ate meat, it was ready-made. Celia's mind was really surprising every time. You could never think of what she would think or do next.

In a short time, she had shown her charm.

"Adams, have you ever seen a pig being killed? Are you afraid?"

He must have never seen such scene since there was a frightened look in his eyes.

"I'm not afraid. I'll go with you tomorrow."

In order to show that he was not afraid of it, he plucked up the courage to say.

Anyway, he didn't have to kill the pig himself.

"Okay. Get up early tomorrow. I have to send the fresh meat to the army as soon as possible."

If the fresh meat was roasted again, she couldn't help but to imagine how delicious the meat would be when it began to sizzle in the pan.

Yes, Celia wanted to buy a whole pig, so she decided to make a barbecue.

The milk tea and roast meat were perfect. She gave the soldiers some special condolence, which made everyone happy. She felt happy at the thought of it.