In the kitchen, a small flame on the stove is jumping under a large casserole, and the smell of stewed chicken fills the room.

Liu Zhao has always fed on the flowers in the space, and has lost interest in tasting any food in the world.

But what puzzled Liu Zhao was that since the waterhole in the Roselle space was upgraded to a lake, she began to like eating chicken inexplicably.

So the pheasants in the mountains began to suffer, and Dahua would catch one almost every day, clean up by the spring water in the mountain, and make chickens for Liu Zhao in various ways to eat.

Today, just in time for Liu Zhao to drink chicken soup, this pot of chicken soup is Dahua began to simmer early in the morning, until now, the chicken has been crispy, but the soup in the pot is clear.

"Huh? Your stewed chicken soup is so delicious! Qi Yali lifted the lid of the casserole, and the rich fragrance came to her face, and she praised it.

"This is the pheasant that my big flower caught from the mountains, but it is more delicious than the local chicken!" Liu Zhao looked at the clear chicken soup in the pot and swallowed quietly, "I really want to drink it now!" She thought to herself.

"We're in for a good day!" Qi Yali began to look around the kitchen for other ingredients, thinking about what to go with.

Liu Zhao looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator that were usually prepared for Xiaoqing's foodies.

The pork liver and pork loin that the young man of the Tian family just sent yesterday at the bottom of the mountain, as well as the rainbow trout that Dahua caught from the waterhole on the mountain this morning, after a little groaning, she had an idea in her heart.

Commanding Qi Ya to debone and cut the fatty fish into slices, he cleaned the pork liver and pork loin, and also cut them into thin slices. I washed some spinach, chrysanthemum, and other easy-to-cook greens, and served some vermicelli.

In Qi Yali's puzzled gaze, she held a celadon plate and picked a plate of chrysanthemum petals planted against the warm wall. Go back to the kitchen and rinse it off, and put the petals on the plate in a giant chrysanthemum shape.

When she brought out a round copper vessel from the cupboard, Qi Yali understood a little.

"Liu Zhao, is this a hot pot?" Qi Yali asked, looking at the polished copper pot.

"This is called a hot pot, and the principle is the same as that of a hot pot with mutton shabu, but the place where the charcoal is placed is different." Liu Zhao pointed to the small circular stove formed by the hollow pattern under the warm pot, "You can put the ingredients that need to be boiled on the top, and you need to use smokeless charcoal to maintain the temperature below." Liu Zhao introduced.

"Okay, the preparations are almost ready, you ask An Yang to help us put the charcoal fire in the hot pot." Liu Zhao said while busy preparing the dipping sauce.

"And ...... these chrysanthemums?" Qi Yali looked at Liu Zhao and meant to eat hot pot, but she really didn't know what these chrysanthemum petals were for.

"It's okay to set the table with the other ingredients, and I'll be here right away." Liu Zhao tucked a strand of broken hair that fell on his forehead behind his ear and continued to be busy preparing the dipping sauce.

After a while, the copper pot was topped with two-thirds of the clear broth of clarifying chicken fat, and the wall of the stove below was filled with red-hot charcoal fire, and the table was served steaming.

All the cut ingredients are placed in a circle around the warm pot, and the large plate of snow-white chrysanthemums is particularly eye-catching among the red and green ingredients.

Liu Zhao took the lead in picking up chopsticks, pinched a few petals, gently swiped them in the boiling chicken broth, put them in the small bowl in front of him, dipped them in the prepared sauce, and took a bite.

"These petals can't be boiled in a pot, just a little hot and you can eat them." Liu Zhao introduced the way to eat the chrysanthemum hot pot.

Qi Yali and An Yang also learned Liu Zhao's method and tasted it.

"Well, it's delicious!" An Yang tasted the taste and exclaimed: "The fragrance of chrysanthemums and the strong fragrance of chicken soup are mixed together, and it is so delicious!" ”

"Yes, I've eaten chrysanthemum hot pot before, but it's boiled in a pot with Hangbai chrysanthemum whole. It tastes weird, and the chrysanthemums look rotten. Today I learned how to eat this real chrysanthemum pot, so that's it! Qi Yali also commented.

"Since it's delicious, eat more!" Liu Zhao put all kinds of ingredients on the table into the pot and entertained An Yang and his wife.

From time to time, Liu Zhao added charcoal fire to the wall of the stove under the hot pot, because the chicken soup was so delicious, and he also needed to add chicken soup to the pot from time to time.

Each ingredient is cooked in boiling water, An Yang and his wife eat quickly, while Liu Zhao drinks chicken soup bowl by bowl.

Outside the house is a snow-capped mountain forest, but the house is filled with the smell of food, and the unquenchable charcoal fire under the warm pot makes the indoor temperature a little higher.

After lunch, Liu Zhao and An Yang walked out of the wing room used as a restaurant and returned to the main house.

Originally, Qi Yali and Liu Zhao were going to clean up the restaurant together, but Liu Zhao said that there would be a woman from the mountain family she invited to clean up later, so they continued to drink tea in the hall with peace of mind.

In the wing, Dahua quietly cleaned up the dishes on the table, and thought aggrievedly: "People are housekeepers, not part-time workers!" ”

Xiaoqing was also very aggrieved and slowly ate the rest of the food that did not go into the pot, complaining: "It was originally all my food, but now there is only a little bit left!" ”

After eating the last spinach leaf, it climbed to the foot of Dahua, who was washing the dishes, and said coquettishly, "Dahua, can you catch me another fish?" They didn't leave us with any fish! ”

"Ah, if you don't catch it, you won't catch it, why are you kicking me?"

Liu Zhao, who was drinking tea and chatting with the husband and wife in the house, heard Xiaoqing's scream, and a small green strip fell under the begonia tree in a parabolic shape.

"Huh? What flew into the yard? The sharp-eyed Qi Yali also noticed a green thing floating in the courtyard, and stood up and walked to the window.

"It's okay, it's okay." Liu Zhao hurriedly pulled Qi Yali back to the chair, "It's cold this day, the little insects in the mountains always come to my house to keep warm, let's ignore them!" ”

"People are swallowing pythons! Not a little bug! Xiaoqing quickly hung herself on the tree and made a worm-like shape, but she shouted angrily in Liu Zhao's mind.

Liu Zhao really didn't want to go to Qi Yali's banquet, and since that unpleasant lunch in autumn, she had not been interested in mundane gatherings at all.

But he couldn't resist Qi Yali's warm invitation, so Liu Zhao had no choice but to change his clothes, and almost walked out of the house under Qi Yali's hostage.

An Yang's family is in a single-family villa in the so-called wealthy area of T City. When An Yang drove home, it was already the beginning of the day.

Parking the car at the entrance of the villa gate, Qi Yali took Liu Zhao's hand and walked straight into the house.

In the hall on the first floor, there are already more than a dozen relatives and friends who have settled down on the sofa, chatting in twos and threes.