"You...... You didn't say it sooner......"

Qiao Xiu clutched his throat and burst into tears, feeling like he had drunk a sip of freshly baked iron juice, the taste buds in his mouth instantly exploded, and his soul ascended to heaven!

Compared with the perverted spicy grilled fish that accompanies deliciousness, this perverted spicy hot pot soup is more unacceptable, and it ravages his mouth violently.

"Hot Pot...... It's obviously a shabu to eat, you don't ask, I didn't have time to say it......" Connie looked innocent, and quickly picked up Qiao Xiu from the ground, and scooped a bowl of hot pot soup from the pot and handed it over.

"What are you doing here?" Qiao Xiu, who had not yet eased up because of the extreme spicy taste that caused his expression to be distorted, leaned back a little and glared at her.

"Fight poison with poison." Connie said with a look of a passer-by: "As long as you drink fast enough, the spicy taste can't catch up with you, and you can also experience the special refreshing feeling brought by perverted spicy, keep drinking, always refreshing." ”

"Are you really that perverted?" Qiao Xiu took the bowl of hot pot soup suspiciously, he was now desperate to relieve the spicy taste in his mouth.

"Yes, that's how perverted." Connie nodded affirmatively, "Otherwise, how can it be called perverted and spicy." ”

"Connie shouldn't lie to me." Qiao Xiu thought in his heart, raised his head and grunted the bowl of hot pot soup.

In the process of drinking the soup, the burning sensation in the throat was indeed eliminated, but not because the fire was extinguished, but because it was suppressed by a stronger spicy sensation, which after superimposing, brought a sense of spiritual pleasure.

How so...... It's like it's painful to the extreme, and it's a little cool.

This...... It's really perverted.

Sweat flowed down his cheeks, and after a while, Qiao Xiu's clothes were already soaked, and he looked quite embarrassed.

"It's a werewolf."

"I didn't expect Edward's son, who looks weak and weak, but has a bit of blood."

At this time, the representatives of all ethnic groups looked at Qiao Xiu's expressions with a little more admiration, and after changing them, they really didn't have the courage to come to a bowl, and Qiao Xiu had already started the second bowl.

"This kid ......" Oster, who had just recovered a little bit of strength, glared at Qiao Xiu, as the first person to drink the soup, he thought that his efforts were enough to shock the audience, but he didn't expect Qiao Xiu to start drinking the second bowl.

"Patriarch, we can't let a Terran kid suppress his momentum." The clansmen next to him whispered.

Oster was also a little annoyed, the orcs and the Los Empire had been fighting for many years, and they didn't take much advantage on the battlefield, but they had never lost in momentum.

"Fill it up for me!" Oster said haughtily, picked up a bowl full of hot pot soup base and drank it gurgling.

"Awesome ......" McGonagall, who was standing in the kitchen, couldn't help but admire, it was the first time he had seen two bowls of hot pot soup before eating hot pot.

"I often feel out of place with them because I'm not perverted enough." Connie took a sip of the soy milk she had just served, and she was shocked.

On the other side, Qiao Xiu's second bowl of soup had already been drunk, but after stopping, the feeling of burning in his throat quickly came up again, and it was not weaker than the first time.

"Another bowl?" Vanessa looked at Qiao Xiu, who was clutching her throat, and asked tentatively.

"Uh-huh." Qiao Xiu nodded frantically.

Vanessa hurriedly scooped another bowl for him, looked at Qiao Xiu who was holding the bowl and drinking, and couldn't help but be surprised: "I didn't expect that the imperial brother would be so spicy, and someone would eat hot pot with me in the future." ”

"Still coming?!" Oster put down the bowl, looked at Qiao Xiu, who had already started to drink the third bowl, and picked up the third bowl of hot pot soup that his younger brother had already scooped for him without tears.

"Is hot pot eaten like this?" Louis looked at the two who were drinking and whispered confirmation to Jinx.

"Could it be a new way to eat?" Jinx was also a little unsure, looking at the soup pot in front of him, hesitating to try it.

The representatives of all ethnic groups will also be in a dilemma, if they want to drink, it is difficult to swallow, they don't drink, and they feel a little weaker.

At this moment, Mia and the others came out with a food cart full of various ingredients and stopped beside the delegates, with a hot pot eating guide.

"Guests, please refer to the hot pot eating guide, shabu hot pot." Yabei Mia gave a warm reminder, and then smiled and retreated.

Everyone picked up the guide and read it, this guide is illustrated and easy to understand, and the method and time of each ingredient are clearly written, and you only need to follow the method written in the guide to cook a delicious hot pot.

"It turns out that hot pot is meant to be eaten like this."

The representatives of the various clans were thoughtful, and they solved the mystery in their hearts, but when they looked at Qiao Xiu and Oster who had just put down the bowl, their expressions were a little more pity.

Feeling the gaze from their surroundings, Qiao Xiu and Oster couldn't help but pick up the guide and take a look.

"Ahem—" Oster coughed violently, choking on perverts wasn't a great feeling.

Qiao Xiu's breathing was also a little shorter, but in order to save the face of the empire, he could only barely squeeze out a little smile, "It is the tradition of our empire to drink soup before eating. ”

"Is there such a thing?" Vanessa was a little surprised.

"Ahem-" Qiao Xiu couldn't help coughing.

The hot pot eating guide has arrived, but the eyes of the representatives of various ethnic groups are attracted by Dracula and Camilla, who are eating steaks.

Dracula cut the steak into small pieces with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, the sharp steak knife slid over the beef, the black pepper juice slowly seeped into the knife, the full meat juice overflowed, and the inside of the meat still had a trace of hemoglobin, and the tempting aroma of meat accompanied by a faint aroma of red wine slowly wafted in, making people can't help but want to swallow saliva.

"This steak looks pretty good." Dracula picks up a piece of beef with a fork and feeds it to his mouth.

With a slight bite of his teeth, the delicious gravy overflowed from the tender beef, the aroma of black pepper was just right, and the wonderful taste jumped on the tip of the tongue, and in the midst of this delicious meat, there was even a sweet wine aroma, like a sweet crit, which made him fall into it at once.

A delicate vampire and one of the most famous wine collectors in the Endless Seas, Dracula has an uncanny understanding of wine.

The best wine in the world is naturally a V-grade wine from Warren Buffett's Winery, which is a good wine that money can't buy, and as Dracula, it is only by chance that a small bottle can be obtained.

But the wine contained in this beef is even more mellow and delicious than the V-grade wine.

And this quality wine is only used as a spice to cook steaks.

"This is a terrible thing!" Dracula sighed in his heart, but he had to admit that with the blessing of this wine, the tender beef did have a richer layer, and there was no fault in the slightest, completely subverting all the imagination of beef in his heart.

After swallowing a mouthful of beef, Dracula couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so fragrant." ”