"Jiang Feng has a yellow throat, the yellow throat from this spicy pot is particularly delicious!"

"Jiang Feng, do you want to try this cabbage? After boiling it thoroughly in a spicy pot, it is super flavorful!"

"Do you want the little brother lamb rolls?"

"Little brother, do you want fat intestines?"

"Brother Feng, why don't you eat it? This quail egg is delicious, especially the one cooked in the spicy pot. ”

"Brother Kaede......"

Jiang Feng had never experienced so deeply that being popular was actually a painful thing.

As the bowl in his hand became heavier and heavier, the originally clear soup became more and more red, and the spicy taste of the unique butter hot pot began to linger on the tip of his nose for a long time. Jiang Feng felt that now he opened his mouth to taste hot pot, closed his mouth hot pot, forward hot pot, backward hot pot, the whole person was wrapped in the smell of Shudi spicy hot pot, and the terrible things he experienced in his dream were about to come true.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, Jiang Feng can't eat spicy food, you don't know. Wu Minqi smiled helplessly and helped Jiang Feng out of the siege.

"Tut-tut. "All the single dogs can only make the sound of a single dog.

Jiang Shoucheng and Jiang Zaide each put a new plate of beef and mutton into the pot, the mutton and beef were still rolling in the pot, and Jiang Shoucheng stared at the mutton roll mixed with peppercorns in Jiang Feng's bowl with a lonely mouth.

"Little brother, this spicy pot is indeed too spicy, come, I'll help you eat this mutton roll." Jiang Shoucheng looked hypocritically concerned.

Jiang Feng immediately thought that he hadn't eaten that crispy apple on the night of the thirtieth night of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

"No need Brother Cheng, I can eat a little spicy. Jiang Feng had a straight face, and resolutely picked up the mutton rolls in the bowl and stuffed them into his mouth.

Hiss, it's so spicy.

Jiang Feng originally wanted to chew two bites casually and swallow it quickly, but accidentally bit the peppercorns.

Fragments of peppercorns were scattered in the mouth, and the numb sensation extended from the tip of the tongue to the base of the tongue, and the whole mouth was wrapped in a wonderful numb and spicy feeling.

Spicy is known to be painful, and capsaicin stimulates cells to form a burning sensation in the brain. Most of the people who eat chili peppers are in pain and happy, but it's a pity that Jiang Feng only feels pain and doesn't feel happy.

In the next second, Jiang Feng's tears came out.

"Little brother, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Shoucheng was shocked, why did he cry while eating.

"It's nothing, it's just that this mutton roll is so delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious mutton roll, and I was a little moved for a while. Jiang Feng sniffed and forced a smile.

Jiang Shoucheng: ???

Little brother's level of lying is regressing day by day.

Wu Minqi looked at Jiang Feng's expression from the side and almost couldn't hold back her laughter, turned around to find whole milk, and poured a large glass of milk for Jiang Feng.

"Let's have a glass of milk, this one is more spicy. Wu Minqi handed the milk to Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng took the cup and poured most of the cup.

After relieving for a while, Jiang Feng drank the remaining half of the cup before he felt that his mouth had regained sensation.

The rest of his life after the catastrophe was nothing more than that, the mutton roll mixed with whole peppercorns was more lethal than the pickled peppers that Jiang Feng had eaten before.

"Is your man so can't eat spicy food?" Ji Yue leaned over to Wu Minqi and whispered.

"Feng Feng is not very spicy, a little bit is okay, the hot pot base fried by Grandpa Jiang is a little spicy. Wu Minqi said.

"It's a shame that his life is missing a lot of fun. Ji Yue shook her head, quickly snatched a piece of mutton roll from the tumbling spicy pot, and ate the mutton while being inhaled by the spicy one.

Wu Minqi: ......

You don't seem to be qualified to talk about Jiang Feng.

Ji Yue was eating and eating like this, with a mouthful of mutton rolls, a mouthful of soybean milk, a mouthful of Chinese cabbage, a mouthful of enoki mushrooms, and a mouthful of soybean milk, Wu Minqi, who was sitting next to her, suddenly felt that she was a little different from before.

She has eaten it for so long, why the lipstick has not faded, but seems to have changed color, from Armani 402 to a very dark bean paste color, and it seems that it has not been applied properly, and her mouth is swollen.

"You just touched up your makeup?" Wu Minqi asked.

"No, what kind of makeup does you eat hot pot, you have to spend it to make up for it. Ji Yue looked confused.

"That's your mouth being spicy into a sausage mouth. Wu Minqi smiled bitterly.

Quarter Month: !! ∑(°Д°ノ)ノ

Ji Yue subconsciously covered her mouth, then took out her mobile phone to take a look, and found that her mouth was indeed spicy into a sausage mouth, and she couldn't wait to find a crack on the ground to get into.

Zhang Guanghang sat opposite her, and he must have seen her mouth turn into a sausage mouth.

Ji Yue made a big alarm bell in her heart, and dropped a sentence: "I'll go to the toilet." "And slipped.

Jiang Feng sat on Wu Minqi's left, hovering between the spicy pot that looked terrible but seemed to taste good, and the clear soup pot that had been eaten for more than ten years and suddenly disliked its tastelessness.

Since the taste of the mutton rolls from the spicy pot dissipated in his mouth before, Jiang Feng actually missed the feeling of being spicy and a little stinging, and even felt tasteless with the things that came out of the clear soup pot with dipping sauce.

Do you choose a spicy pot or a clear soup pot?

Jiang Feng felt that the spicy pot was a devil, and he was stretching out his red and sinful hand to him, grabbing his heartstrings, making him haunted by dreams after only one taste.

Jiang Feng set his eyes on the quail eggs that Sang Ming had warmly sandwiched to him before.

The quail eggs are the first to be cooked, and after boiling in the pot for about ten minutes, the original white color can no longer be seen, and the whole egg is dyed with a color that does not look like it is boiled out of a spicy pot but like a braised egg that is boiled out of the marinade.

It looks particularly delicious.

The quail eggs are not damaged, and they should not be spicy inside, Jiang Feng comforted himself while reaching for the quail eggs that were already cold in the bowl.

Ten minutes is enough to cook the quail eggs enough to absorb the flavor, but because the characteristics of the ingredients themselves are not as easy to contaminate as beef and mutton rolls.

In the mouth, the quail eggs are already cold, and if it is the kind of heat that still needs to be blown twice before it can be eaten, it is estimated that it will taste even more delicious.

Spicy but not strong, salty, fragrant and the taste of the quail eggs themselves, this is something that cannot be given in a clear soup pot or by dipping sauce.

Jiang Feng felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.

How can there be such a delicious thing as spicy hot pot in the world?

What did he miss in the first 20 years of his life?

Clear soup, mushroom soup, tomato, three fresh, sauerkraut and bone broth pots are not as good as a spicy hot pot!

After eating the quail eggs, Jiang Feng stared at the cabbage in the bowl that was already cold. Because it has been cold, even the oil has condensed on the leaves, which do not look as attractive as quail eggs, and the leaves are boiled softly, and the lines are full of red oil, which makes people feel spicy when they look at it, and it may be spicier than the lamb rolls they first eat.

Jiang Feng hesitated, but still moved his chopsticks.

Pick off the top peppercorns, pick up the cabbage leaves, and take a tentative bite.

"Shhh Jiang Feng gasped, the cabbage leaves were really much spicier than quail eggs, and even spicier than the previous mutton rolls!

The feeling of the tip of his tongue being tingled was like a protest against Jiang Feng's act of death.

But......

It's really delicious!

The cabbage leaves from the spicy pot are really better than the clear soup pot!

After Jiang Feng ate all the hot pot ingredients that had been put in the bowl and had already cooled them one by one, he finally set his eyes on the spicy pot that was tumbling.

He saw a slice of cooked mutton, fat and thin, not small, and it must have tasted delicious.

Jiang Feng moved and stretched out his chopsticks.

Won with one blow, and put this piece of mutton into the bowl before Jiang Shoucheng's chopsticks.

Jiang Shoucheng: ???

Who? Who is it? Who took the lamb that he liked!

Jiang Shoucheng turned his head angrily, and saw Jiang Feng smiling at him.

Jiang Shoucheng: ???

"Little brother, don't you eat spicy food?" Jiang Shoucheng asked in his soul.

Since it's a mistake, hurry up and return the mutton I fancy to me!

"I just found out that the spicy pot is really delicious! I told you, Brother Cheng, that mutton roll is so delicious that it moved me to tears. Jiang Feng looked sincere, quickly took out the two peppercorns sandwiched in the mutton roll, and stuffed the mutton roll into his mouth.

Hiss, so spicy.

But the lamb rolls that have just come out of the pot are so delicious!

Jiang Shoucheng: ???

Little brother didn't lie to me just now?