Chu Ze walked out of Ruoyun's room and walked towards the hall.

From a distance, I saw Cheng Chuliang alone, drinking there, Chu Ze quickened his pace and walked over.

"Hehe, how is Chu Ze?"

Seeing Chu Ze coming, Cheng Chuliang put down his wine glass and said cheaply, how cheap he looks.

Chu Ze glanced at Cheng Chuliang and said, "I said I just sat there for a while, do you believe it?" ”

"Do you have a physical problem?" Cheng Chuliang stared at Chu Ze and said in disbelief.

Chu Ze took a sip of the wine glass, and said angrily, "No problem." ”

Pingbai was said by Cheng Chuliang to have a physical problem, Chu Ze's heart is actually like this: "You have a problem with your body, and your whole family has a physical problem." ”

Cheng Chuliang said firmly: "Then I don't believe it." ”

Chu Ze didn't plan to explain anymore, and said in a low voice, "Don't believe it." ”

Chu Ze asked, "What about the others?" ”

Cheng Chuliang put down the wine glass, stood up and said, "I can't wait to go back first, let's go, we should go back too." ”

On the way back, the moonlight sprinkled the streets and alleys.

The bright moonlight hung in the vast night sky, sprinkling a thousand cold silver glows. In the dark blue night sky, there were a few stars, twinkling with a not bright light.

The night was dark, and there was silence all around, except for the occasional wind blowing and rustling the leaves beside him. The cold silver glow sprinkled down, reflecting the neat stone slabs on the street in a hazy light.

At night, the streets and restaurants bathed in the moonlight are hazy, giving people a sense of unreality. Occasionally, the wind blows, and the trees around the corner of the street sway gently in the wind. The rustling of leaves, reflecting the silver moonlight, flashed and flashed.

Chu Ze and Cheng Chuliang walked on the street, and they were almost discovered by the patrolling Wuhou several times, dodging all the way, and finally returned to Cheng's mansion.

Lying on the bed, Chu Ze remembered the woman dressed as a man he saw in Cuiyuan Building in the afternoon, who was she and why did she appear in Cuiyuan Building? Thinking about it, Chu Ze fell asleep.

There was no word all night, and suddenly it snowed heavily in the early morning.

In just a quarter of an hour, the original yellow road was dyed snow-white, and the cold feeling made people want to sleep well in the warm bed.

Outside the window, the snow is messy like pear blossoms, rolling and flying between heaven and earth, falling on the branches of big trees, falling on rockeries, falling on the eaves of the ridges, wrapped in powder, a piece of silver white.

Simply putting on his coat, Chu Ze stood at the door of the bedroom and found that it was already white outside, and the entire Cheng Mansion's houses and trees were covered with a layer of snow. The snow is still falling in a boiling stream, and it is really a goose feather snow, which falls in the palm of your hand, and it will turn into a drop of water in the blink of an eye.

And from the bedroom, when I looked at the Qinling Mountains in the distance, I found that the entire Qinling Mountains were shrouded in a white vastness, and the originally dense woods were completely integrated with the mountains under the cover of snow.

"Ruixue Trillion Year!" Chu Ze stood at the door of the bedroom, stretched out his hand to catch a few snowflakes, watched the snowflakes melt in the palm of his hand, and suddenly couldn't help but sigh and said with emotion.

Looking at the heavy snow in front of him, Chu Ze remembered that when he was at the base in his previous life, every time he was with his comrades, he was in hot pot and drinking spirits.

Chu Ze felt that this kind of weather was the most suitable for eating hot pot, especially a group of people sitting around and having a good time, which felt so good, that his stomach unconsciously gurgled.

Chu Ze especially wanted to eat a hot pot at this time, and the red oil hot pot in later generations was not available at this time, and it was still possible to eat a simple version.

There was a blacksmith in Cheng's house, and after finding the blacksmith, Chu Ze squatted on the snow and drew a picture, telling him to make a copper pot according to this picture.

Looking at the copper pot blacksmith with a strange shape and a small chimney protruding from the middle, he looked puzzled. "What kind of pot is this?"

Chu Ze smiled and didn't explain.

"Chu Ze, what are you doing here?" Cheng Chuliang rubbed his eyes and came to Chu Ze's side and asked.

Chu Ze replied, "Hot pot." ”

"There is a stove at home, if you are too cold and ask your subordinates to take one, what are you doing to make hot pot?" Cheng Chuliang said suspiciously.

Chu Ze smiled slightly and said, "This is not for heating, it's for eating." ”

"Eat? Do you eat fire? Cheng Chuliang trembled and said suspiciously.

"Hehe" Chu Ze didn't plan to say it again, this was simply impossible to communicate.

Chu Ze turned around and went straight to the kitchen, ready to start boiling hot pot soup, without chili peppers, he can only use dogwood instead for the time being, dogwood and the Chaotian pepper of later generations are naturally incomparable, but it is more or less spicy, better than nothing.

Butter, large bones, a few jujubes, and a few green onions are put into the pot, and these are all essential items for boiling hot pot soup. While waiting for it to be boiled, Chu Ze also asked people to make several dipping sauces, sesame paste, garlic paste, etc.

When the soup base was not enough to kill, the blacksmith also sent the hot pot over. Wash the pot thoroughly, pour in the soup base and cover it, and have the pot delivered to the hall.

Other ingredients were also moved one after another, and the mutton slices Chu Zerang cut several catties.

The temperature in the room quickly went up, and the hot pot soup had already begun to boil. The sound of "zizi" sounded in the pot. The whole pot has been thoroughly heated. There was a tantalizing smell wafting through the room. Cheng Da Demon King and several Cheng Xiao Demon Kings all came to the hall with a smell.

"It smells so good." As he spoke, the Great Demon King was about to pick up the bowl and scoop the soup in the pot.

"Uncle Cheng doesn't eat like this." Chu Ze hurriedly stopped the Great Demon King Cheng, obediently, if the Great Demon King Cheng had a bowl of hot pot soup, his throat would definitely have to peel off the skin.

Chu Ze saw that several demon kings were swallowing saliva, and said with a smile: "It's already ready to eat, and you can see how I do it later." ”

Chu Ze held the plate of mutton slices and threw the mutton into the pot neatly. Then I sandwiched a piece and soaked it twice, put it in the sesame paste and dipped it for a while, and then put it in my mouth, and said with a look of enjoyment: "This is the taste!" ”

When Chu Ze started again, he found that several others had already started eating, and several of them were obviously different from Chu Ze's strategy.

They tasted it first, and it tasted really good, and then while Chu Ze sighed, several demon kings scooped up the meat slices in the pot, and when Chu Ze reacted, only the boiling hot pot soup was left in the pot.

Chu Ze reluctantly served the food again, and now he deeply realized why people who don't care about it when they serve it and start quickly when they fish are hated when they eat hot pot, because he is very depressed now. But look at the Cheng Da Demon King who is eating next to him, forget it.

Cheng Chuliang was sweating profusely when he ate, scooped up a piece of mutton with chopsticks and dipped it in some sesame paste, swallowed it in his mouth, and didn't care about a layer of skin burning off his mouth. Seeing this, Chu Ze really wanted to ask if Cheng Chuliang was in pain.

Cheng Da Demon King couldn't even look up when he ate, his mouth was full of mutton, his beard was full of sesame sauce, and he looked extremely ugly when he was old. No, it's not eating at all.