Chapter 120: Red Fire

"Eh, Xiao Er, I want one here, so what...... Chafing dish! Yes, more meat! ”

"Great! Guest, this hot pot is hot, and there is a new pear blossom brew in our store, which is a must! Do you want to write it? ”

"Okay! Then come to the two altars! ”

"Gotcha! The four guest officers at table No. 3 have a mandarin duck pot and two jars of pear blossom stuffing!"

Liu Quan reported the name of the dish loudly, and it spread far into the ears of Wen Hao and Han Bo, one turned around and entered the kitchen, and the other waved the pen, and the abacus snapped.

Today's Tianfu is really fiercely popular, and it is no exaggeration to say that it has reached a record high since the establishment of Tianfu!

The seats were all light, there was a long queue outside, Liu Quan and the others were busy with their feet not touching the ground, dizzy, in winter, they didn't have to eat hot pot and sweated.

But the smile on his face came from the bottom of his heart, and he never dispersed.

Xia Mei is also secretly complaining at the moment, early this morning, she came two hours earlier than usual, but she was so busy that she didn't even drink saliva.

The kitchen has expanded a lot, the backyard is much smaller, Huang Hong and Ji Lin also have their own special place, several people are busy in the kitchen, and even Aunt Cai and Huang Ying don't have time to say anything.

Xia Mei promised before that if she did well, there would be a bounty when she had her annual leave at the end of the year, so at this time, everyone was united in their hearts and rushed forward for the sake of silver.

The soup base of the hot pot is a large bone broth that has been boiled all night, with some mushrooms added to enhance the freshness, and when it is served on the table, it is full of fragrance.

The bottom of the pot is divided into red soup and clear soup, and a lot of chili pepper and ginger are added to the red soup. Sichuan pepper, a thick layer of red oil is attached to it, which makes people swallow saliva unconsciously.

This soup base, Xia Mei boiled it with special herbs, and most importantly, added a number of tomatoes and peeled them. It's rotten. Completely invisible.

Except for Wen Xi, this matter was not handled by anyone at all, especially the pair of grandchildren. I have to guard against it.

Relying on this secret formula, if you want to grow Tianfu, you naturally can't leak it, and be careful.

Such. Xia Meihua has made countless efforts to produce the finished product, which is naturally not an ordinary product. The fiery atmosphere and attractive aroma in Tianfu can be felt from afar.

"Well, I've been waiting for half an hour. It's almost time to eat, why can't we be yet! ”

After dozens of guests outside the door, an ordinary man asked.

His companion was a scholar. It's the obsession that doesn't fit on his face.

"Big brother, wait a little longer. We're all here, wouldn't it be a pity to give up? ”

"Look at the way you smell food and can't walk! Forget it, it's up to you! ”

So the two brothers continued to stand, waiting for the person in front of them to slowly walk inside.

In fact, many people have similar thoughts to the two brothers, and after waiting for a long time, the more hungry they become, and when they smell the smell wafting inside, they feel more tempting, and no one leaves.

Xia Mei's subordinates kept looking at the ingredients in the pot, occasionally checking the pork marinated in the pot next to them.

Because after changing to sell hot pot, no one in the store wanted to eat cooked dishes, they served the food quickly, and the more they ate, the hotter it became, so naturally no one ordered the cooked dishes to eat.

So in the kitchen, Aunt Cai and Huang Hong are cutting and chopping, cutting the vegetables, handing them to her, scalding them, cooking them slightly, and serving them on the table, and when they arrive at the table, they can be eaten in a moment.

In terms of menu and price, Xia Mei put a lot of thought into it, after all, it is unprecedented.

After thinking about it again, Xia Mei decided that there is a standard set meal, so that everyone who comes does not have to order dishes, these dishes are too few, and the names of the ancient dishes all depend on Xiao Er's memory, if everyone reports a long list of dishes, how can Liu Quan remember?

So she decided to match a standard set meal, which has both meat and vegetables, and sells two taels of silver in one pot, if it is not enough, you can order it again.

Of course, you can also do without the standard course, because if it is alone, it is not cost-effective, so if it is a la carte, it is also possible.

The single-serving dishes are also very cheap, they are all packed in small plates, one penny at a time, and the general ones are a few cents or more than a dozen cents a piece, and everyone accepts it, and there is no problem at all.

Actually, Xia Mei also thought about it, instead of being so troublesome herself, why not just open Malatang and let the guests do it themselves?

When I thought about it later, I didn't think it was very reliable.

After all, this is ancient times, although there is no big difference between hot pot and Malatang, but in ancient times, when the class concept was strict, it would be unpleasant to let some guests do it themselves.

This kind of non-discriminatory approach will lose some customers.

Therefore, Xia Mei finally decided that hot pot is hot pot, it's okay to be tired, just make money.

The steaming lobby outside was full of people, but the private room upstairs was much quieter.

In a corner room, three sons who are either rich or noble sit in a triangular state.

Yelan's skillful movements in making tea, his movements are extremely smooth, standardized, and his all-over bearing makes people feel that he is performing a tea ceremony.

Feng Nanchi stared at the gurgling and bubbling pot in front of him with a strange expression, and then turned his head to look at the stove under the table.

"Fun, fun, really fun!"

"Too ...... Eh, Cousin Rui, you said, it's really surprising that there is such a strange and ingenious food in such a remote place! ”

The person who was called by Feng Nanchi was the young man who had been sitting with his back to the window, drinking tea quietly, with a dark purple robe that was low-key and not luxurious, and when he looked closely, it was embroidered with countless dark flowers with dark threads, and his complicated and exquisite Cheng dΓΉ was afraid that there were few embroidery girls in the entire Dayu who could do so.

Wide-sleeved robe, brocade jade crown, face like jade, eyes like obsidian.

The calm and cold temperament is a lot of points.

Hearing this at this moment, Xuanyuan Rui gently put down the teacup and glanced at the hot pot in front of him lightly.

didn't answer Feng Nanchi's words, but looked at the addicted person who had been making tea, and asked casually: "Yelan, what do you think?" ”

Ye Yan stopped what he was doing, glanced at him, thought about it, picked up the chopsticks, and went to the hot pot to fish for a pair of chopsticks.

I picked it up, looked at it, it seemed to be a radish, a trace of depression flashed in my eyes, and I put it in my mouth resignedly.

Immediately, his eyes widened.

He swallowed the food in his mouth, hurriedly picked up a row of teacups, and poured three cups in one breath before stopping, his face flushed, and his eyes flashed with a faint watery light.

Xuanyuan Rui: "......"

"Is it unpalatable? But I saw a lot of people, so I came in. ”

Swept by Xuanyuan Rui's cold gaze, Feng Nanchi was shocked, and said with grievances on his face.

After a while, Yelan eased up, and only spit out two cold words: "It's too spicy." ”

The one in front of him happened to be a red pot, a random clip, naturally it was spicy, and it just so happened that he didn't eat spicy.

Feng Nan didn't believe it, picked up his chopsticks, stretched out to the side of the clear soup, and ate a lettuce, but his eyes lit up.

Putting down the chopsticks, he said with an expression of amazement: "Wonderful! Sure enough, it was the place recommended by Uncle Huang. ”

"This pot is divided into two flavors, what Yelan ate just now is spicy, and what I eat is not spicy, so if you eat spicy or not, you can take what you need!"

Small Theater (Hard Wide): A certain man: "Lady, what you watched in your hands, but "The Emperor and Queen are the Phoenix"? ”

A certain heroine replied without raising her head: "No, it's "Phoenix Not Phoenix". (To be continued.) )