Chapter 323: Eating Hot Pot
Chapter 323: Eating Hot Pot
Yang Tengfei's huge head was sweating, he got up and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you Brother Zhen, then let you break the bank." β
"What are you talking about? What can you break for a meal? Ah Zhen waved his hand generously, smiled at everyone and asked: "It's extremely cold on a winter night, how about eating hot pot?" "Come to think of it, this hot pot is the cheapest, and now he has a big family to feed, so he can save it.
"Hot pot?" When everyone heard this word for the first time, they looked at each other blankly, and they didn't know why, Su Tingting asked: "Xianggong, what is hot pot?" β
"Old man Shen." Ah Zhenjue's method of appearance is excellent, and he got up and said to Shen Hai, "You always ask the kitchen to make some half-raw chicken, duck and fish, boil a large pot of bone broth with big bones, and then count plates of seafood and vegetables." Pointing to the patio, he said, "Move another charcoal stove, and place an iron pot on the stove." β
Shen Hai blinked, frowned and asked, "What is this going to do?" β
"Eat hot pot." Ah Zhen put his arm on Old Man Shen's old shoulder, turned to look at the confused crowd, and said with a smile: "You can put down whatever you want to eat, cook and eat it now, it's delicious." β
I finally understood, it turned out to be a hodgepodge of roadside stalls, everyone was stunned, a lot of things mixed together and cooked, what should it smell like? I don't have an appetite just to hear it, but they are guests, how can the host invite them, and where can they refuse. At the same time, he showed an ugly smile, Qi Ying was interesting, interesting, and his stomach was gurgling, didn't he really want to eat like this? Isn't that stingy?
A group of people sat in the guest chatting and fart, drank countless teas, ate a lot of pastries, the lights rose, Ni Wanzhen also came back, and when she saw a guest visiting, she naturally raised a happy smile, and she was blessed: "The foolish woman has seen Miss Zhu, and she has seen the four masters." β
The elders came, everyone hurriedly stood up from the chairs, hugged their fists and returned the salute, Su Tingting sent her mother away in the morning, and only now did she see her return, and stepped forward to ask: "Mother, can you meet friends?" β
"yes." Ni Wanzhen was a little tired, stroked her daughter's hair, nodded softly at Ah Zhen, and said with a smile: "My son-in-law accompanies the guests, and my mother and old friends talk all day, and I am indeed a little tired." β
"Huh!" Seeing that Ni Wanzhen's mother-in-law was tired, Ah Zhen sighed lightly and asked with concern: "Wanzhen's mother-in-law, my son-in-law wants to eat hot pot with everyone, let's eat together." β
Ni Wanzhen's face was full of tiredness, she looked at the young people with a smile, shook her head and said: "I'm old, you still have something to talk about, I will use dinner in the room, don't worry about my son-in-law." β
Su Tingting knew that her mother had several old friends in Jinling, but she had never seen them, and her mother rarely left Suzhou, so she didn't understand why she was so sullen, but she didn't bother to ask, and said with concern: "Then my mother will rest early, wait for Ting'er to accompany you." β
"It's okay, Ting'er only needs to accompany the two young ladies and the fourth waiting master, and the mother is running around all day and wants to rest early." After Ni Wanzhen finished smiling, she turned around to say goodbye to everyone, and Jinglan led the maidservant girl into the doorway.
It was the first time for Ah Zhen to see Wanzhen's mother-in-law so sullen, her eyes stared at the doorway, her eyes flashed with some color, she pursed her lips, turned around and smiled: "I think Old Man Shen has also prepared things, let's come out to eat hot pot together." β
"Huh? Yes, good! I didn't expect to really want to eat, Tang Zhilan, Huang Xiangning, and Yang Tengfei glanced at each other, but they followed the host's house out of the hall.
There is a charcoal stove under the old banyan in the corner of the patio, a pot is placed on the stove, tables and chairs are placed around, and all kinds of raw and cooked delicacies are placed next to it. Seeing that the hot pot was ready, Ah Zhen walked to the pot with a smile and called, "Xiaozhi, add bone broth, it's started." β
Su Tingting looked at the pile of things curiously, twisted her head slightly and asked, "Xianggong, how does it taste when cooked together like this?" β
"Don't worry, it's absolutely great." Cai Jingzhi poured the thick soup boiled out of the big bones, Ah Zhen put some seafood into the pot, held chopsticks and shouted: "Don't stand, do what you want to eat." β
"Oh oh oh!" Yang Tengfei connected his brain, asked his fiancΓ©e what he wanted to eat, and learned from the uncle, who didn't know what kind of airplane to do, and swept a few delicious things into the pot.
Tang Zhilan wanted to try what this pot of hodgepodge tasted like, and she had already learned how many things her uncle used chopsticks to carry here and where to hold them, regardless of whether he could eat them or not, and threw them into the pot one by one.
Murong Pian felt very funny, throwing down seven or eight things was still not enough, picked up a large plate of cucumbers and was about to pour them into the pot, Ah Zhen covered the pot, and said angrily: "The cucumbers will be put in when the things are ripe." β
"Oh!" Putting down the plate, Murong Pian was pulled to sit on the chair, not knowing what to say, he looked left and right at the stunned group, and saw that everyone was staring at the pot, and he thought to himself, it's okay anyway, then look at the pot.
Under the dark night, the north and east were whistling, and in the corner of the starless and moonless patio, there were six people sitting, everyone was stunned and staring at the pot in front of them, with different thoughts, everyone didn't know what to say, except staring at the pot, there seemed to be nothing else to do.
Ah Zhen stared at the pot, hungry. But everyone else stared at the pot, and the pot was embarrassed, the big bone broth was already hot, and it began to tumble under the charcoal stove for a while, and soon a strong fragrance diffused, accompanied by the cold wind sweeping the mouths and noses of the people staring at the pot.
Tang Zhilan was incredible, a large number of things mixed together would emit such a chaotic fragrance, and she was amazed: "I didn't expect it to be quite fragrant." β
"yes." Su Tingting ate hot pot for the first time, and she was also very curious, she looked at Xianggong next to her in a daze, and asked strangely: "Xianggong, where did you learn this cooking method?" β
"I saw it in my dream last night." Ah Zhengang's teeth cracked, stopping the kissing cutie who was going to lift the cover, and said, "Wait a little longer." β
Murong Pian didn't want to eat, but he really wanted to see what the hodgepodge looked like, and when he lifted the lid and his palm was stopped, he withdrew it and stared at the pot, the pot blushed when he saw it, and the pot he looked at was embarrassed to spew hot air.
stared at the pot fiercely, the pot was very embarrassed, so embarrassed that the lid of the pot snapped, Ah Zhen thought it was enough, and lifted the lid with his palm......
"Wow......" A large rich fragrance diffused, and everyone exclaimed, the chest of hunger was close to the back, but they didn't know how to eat, it was better not to shoot first.
"Hehehe......" Hearing everyone's exclamation, Ah Zhen himself had been hungry for a long time, picked up the spoon on the side, first scooped a lot of things to Ting'er and Pian'er, and then handed the spoon to the stunned door next to him, "Tengfei, what do you like to eat your own spoon, try it." β
"Oh, good, good." Although it is the first brother to eat hot pot, there is no need to learn how to spoon things from the pot, so he hurriedly took the spoon, immediately put the spoon into his fiancΓ©e's bowl, and handed the spoon to Tang Zhilan with a big palm, "Miss Tang, please first." β
"Thank you, Young Master Yang." Tang Zhilan was curious, took a spoonful of it, picked up the bowl generously, and praised it with a sip, "It tastes so sweet." β
"Because seafood is sweet, that's why I started throwing a lot of seafood." Ah Zhen laughed, where is a spoonful enough to eat, filled the bowl to the brim, and urged the strange brain who was eating next to him to bury his face in the bowl and said: "Tengfei, you throw some cucumbers and shrimp into the pot." β
"Why?" Yang Tengfei bit the ribs, pointed to the shrimp in front of him and said, "Right in front of you, won't you put it yourself?" β
Ah Zhen fought with a piece of pig's trotters, and naturally replied: "Don't you see that I'm busy?" β
"I'm also busy." Yang Tengfei and the ribs were torn to the point of white heat, and replied rhetorically.
The four women couldn't believe it, the things were right in front of them, and they went in as soon as they threw them away, and when they had time to talk and gestify, they didn't have time to put the things in front of them into the pot?
Huang Xiangning really saw it, so she reluctantly reached out and poured the two things into the pot, and teased the two people who were immersed in hard work: "There are many more, you can't finish eating, eat slowly." β
"That's right." The pig's trotters in his hand gnawed until there was no meat, Ah Zhen threw it on the table, wiped his hands and nodded, "The hot pot has to be eaten slowly, stewed slowly, boiled slowly, the more back, the better it tastes." β
"Yes, it is really unbelievable that the right prime minister dreamed of learning this way of eating." Tang Zhilan ate the contents of the bowl cleanly, not even half of the soup left, wiped her mouth and teased: "Xiangye dreams more in the future, then everyone will be blessed." β
Everyone laughed softly when they heard this, Ah Zhen raised his eyebrows, the chick is really like a maidservant, eating on the street, walking around in slave clothes, she doesn't look like a daughter at all, and she doesn't know how to learn after reading so many books. After thinking about it, he smiled and gestured to the crowd: "While it's lively, why don't we play with the wine patrol order?" β
"Okay." Yang Tengfei immediately applauded, "It's a great pleasure in life to sing poems with my real brother." β
"I'm talking about the wine patrol order, but I'm not talking about the bard against it." This kid really knows how to get stitches.
Seeing that everyone was so happy, Su Tingting stood up and owed a debt to the crowd, turned around and called to Sanchisan: "Qiu Yu, you go and get a few more pots of good wine." β
"Yes!" Qiu Yujue was hungry, staring at the delicacies in the pot, gurgling in his stomach, and after responding, he hurriedly rushed to the kitchen.
Seeing that the fairy baby was so happy, Ah Zhen was happy, led her to sit down, turned her eyes to look at the chicken, and smiled: "I heard that Miss Tang is only eight buckets tall, and she is rich in five cars, and I saw it in the tavern last time, why don't you let Miss Tang come first?" β
Tang Zhilan smiled lightly, glanced at Su Tingting, and praised: "Everyone in the world knows that the right minister can be literate and martial, and his wife Su Tingting is a talented woman, how dare Zhilan get an axe?" β
At this time, Qiuyu came back, there were five pots of good wine on the Zheng plate, Ah Zhen picked up two pots, put them in front of Tang Zhilan and Huang Xiangning, and then picked up two pots of Yang Tengfei and Pian'er, and kept a pot for himself, and after pouring the wine, he raised his glass and said: "I'm sorry, Ting'er is pregnant and can't drink, everyone cheers." β
"That's how it should be." Everyone should respond, toast each other, drink it all, praise the beauty of this treasure, worthy of the tribute wine.
Yang Tengfei was greedy, rarely drank tribute wine, that is, the emperor rewarded his grandfather, and his grandfather was also sealed and was reluctant to drink, and now he saw that Brother Zhen took out five big pots without blinking, where is one cup enough, drank two more cups, and then exhaled a breath and tasted back: "Brother Zhen, take advantage of this good night, don't be stingy when you are old, make a few songs for everyone to listen to." β
"yes." Tang Zhilan could listen to him in the restaurant that day, so she naturally echoed, covered her mouth and smiled: "The right prime minister is talented, why bother with such ink." β
"That's good, one song for one person, regardless of each other." Ah Zhen gestured to everyone, and did not wait for them to refuse, and chanted at the beginning: "Fenshui is empty, and the road is barren." Where do you go? The blue veil flutters. A dream of Nanke pillow yellow beam, always forget, bell hat short-necked skirt. Thousands of troops died, and thousands of horses died. Thinking of the homeland, the wife cried. Every night to warm the pillow and mourn the soul, can not forget, the crown knotted straw rope. β