"Haha, my spicy hot pot soup and rice are considered to have been settled. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Wuhai looked excited, picked up the spoon and prepared to serve the soup.

"Do you want hot pot soup and rice?" asked the diner next to him in disbelief.

"yes, isn't that a brilliant idea. Wuhai said triumphantly.

"I've seen a lot of people eat chazuke, gravy and vegetable soup, but this is the first time this hot pot soup has been eaten. The diner sighed with amazement.

"It was right the first time, that's why I said it was my idea. Wu Hai is still very willing to answer this kind of compliment.

"What kind of person is this, are you really not afraid of spicy?" The diner on the shore of Wuhai asked curiously as he looked at the red and bright spicy soup.

"Of course, I'm looking forward to it. Wuhai said proudly.

"You are not afraid of chrysanthemum residues when you eat like this. "The diners on the shore of Wuhai still can't hold back.

"Hehe, I'm the same person as Mr. Wang Zengqi. Wu Hai touched his mustache and said proudly.

"What do you mean?" asked the diner, confused.

"Wang Zengqi, Mr. Wang is a big foodie, his famous saying is that those with hair don't eat dusters, those with legs don't eat benches, big meat doesn't eat dead people, and small meat doesn't eat flies. The colleague next to the diner was a little clearer and consciously explained.

"Yes, that's it. Wu Hai nodded proudly.

"That's a foodie. The diner said a little speechlessly.

Wu Hai nodded in agreement, and then began to use the spicy hot pot soup bibimbap.

Spoonfuls of red spicy soup are poured directly into the bowl.

The rice made by this rice is naturally the best tribute rice, the crystal clear rice grains, the aroma is far away, the rice looks particularly oily in the small bowl of white porcelain, that is the boiled rice oil, and now it is poured by the red spicy soup, which is more beautiful and bright.

The red and oily spicy hot pot soup is poured on top of the white rice, creating a strong color difference, which looks bright and appetizing.

Of course, this is Wuhai's idea, and other diners think that this must be extremely spicy, after all, there are really few people who will use the soup base of the spicy hot pot to soak rice.

After soaking in hot pot soup, Wuhai naturally ate with a spoon, picked up the spoon and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Shhh As soon as the rice was eaten, Wuhai couldn't help but say.

The spicy hot pot soup dyes the rice red, and it tastes spicy as soon as you enter your mouth, as if a piece of red-hot carbon has been stuffed into your mouth, so that Wuhai can't help but take a breath of cold air.

But this is only a matter of a moment, the spicy is slowly swallowed with Wuhai's chewing, and then the fragrance of the rice, and the spicy all the way down the esophagus to the stomach.

It's spicy and spicy, and you can't help but sweat all over, but then there is the unique sweetness and fragrance of rice, and it is really a comfortable feeling all over the body.

"Cool!" Wu Hai swallowed a bite of food and couldn't help but say loudly.

Wu Hai once again took a spoonful and fed it into his mouth, this time there was a slight difference, when the spicy taste jumped, there was also a numb sensation that stimulated the tongue, making the tongue feel slightly dull.

It is at this time that the spicy flavor rushes into the mouth, and the aroma of the rice is always the last to appear.

Yes, the soup and rice of the spicy hot pot did not rob the taste of the rice, but made the light rice the protagonist.

It's as if the spicy stimulation in front of you is all about bringing out the fragrance and sweetness of the rice.

"Sure enough, it's good rice. Wuhai said with emotion.

"How is it?" the diner on the side asked curiously as he watched Wuhai finish a bowl of rice like a whirlwind in the clouds.

"It's delicious!" Wu Hai picked up his handkerchief on the table and wiped his sweat, and said seriously.

"Is it really so delicious?" the man was puzzled.

In his opinion, what can be in the hot pot soup, all kinds of ingredients, spices, and hateful chili seeds and peppercorns, etc., isn't this kind of rice a waste of the white rice made by Boss Yuan.

"Of course, if you help me order another bowl of rice, I'll tell you why. Wuhai looked at the spicy soup in the small pot and said naturally.

"You can also take advantage of this, if Boss Yuan knows, it will be over. Diners on the shores of Wuhai immediately refused.

But no, if Wuhai didn't finish eating, he would have borne the blacklist by himself, although he couldn't come to eat often, but it was still necessary to come to eat once in a while.

"No, I'm sure I'll finish eating, Boss Yuan's bowl of rice is only a lot, don't worry. "In order to eat, Wuhai has now begun to pat his chest to assure.

After all, the spicy soup in front of him has been stimulating his taste buds, and he has to pay attention to what he says, otherwise he will not be able to hold back the saliva.

However, diners naturally think that Wuhai is spicy, because after it is spicy, it will unconsciously secrete saliva to relieve it.

"I'm just asking if it's delicious, wait......" The diner just wanted to refuse, but was stopped by a colleague on the side, and turned his head to look at his colleague in confusion.

"You don't want to try it? The colleague said very tactfully, but his eyes gestured to the soup pot in front of Wuhai.

"It's not impossible to agree, but you give me some points for this soup. The man immediately understood, looked at Wuhai with a smile and said.

"Young people nowadays are so greedy. Wu Hai immediately moved the small pot in front of him vigilantly.

"Whatever you want. The man shrugged his shoulders absently, and at the same time ate a bite of egg fried rice with a happy face.

And Wuhai looked at the spicy soup base with a tangled face, and then looked at Yuan Zhou with an indifferent face, and almost said that it was Yuan Zhou's fault.

Usually, Yuan Zhou ignores such a gaze, but today he turned his head and asked, "How is it, now I understand that I don't need a colander?"

"Understood, but what did you do?" asked Wu Hai with a sincere face.

"Quite simply, it's a chef's secret. When Yuan Zhou said this, he deliberately turned around and looked at Wuhai with a serious face.

"Are you kidding me?" Wu Hai asked dissatisfiedly, pointing at Yuan Zhou.

"Nope. Yuan Zhou shook his head.

"Huh. Wuhai's answer was simple and crisp.

"Actually, this soup tastes a little different every time you eat it. Yuan Zhou thought for a while and pointed to the steaming soup pot in front of Wuhai and said.

"The topic is so blunt that I give it a zero. Wu Hai looked at the soup pot, then looked at the neighbor who was eating egg fried rice seriously, and said to Yuan Zhou dissatisfied.

"It's a fact. Yuan Zhou stiffened his face and said very seriously.

"Hey, you give me some food, I'll give you a spoonful of soup, just a spoonful, love or not. Wu Hai first sniffed the soup pot, and then said to the diners next to him with a tangled face.

"No problem. The diners at the next table immediately responded with smiles.

"It's greedy. Wuhai's distress was almost not written on his face.

Even if the spicy soup in this small pot could make three bowls of rice, Wuhai felt as if he was cutting meat.

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