Everyone went out, and only Camilla and Connie were left in the restaurant.

The two sat opposite each other, with a gurgling soup pot in between, staring at each other with big eyes and strange silence, neither of them making a move first.

"Do you know how to cook?" Camila spoke first.

Connie shook her head, "We sometimes eat raw. ”

"I usually only drink fresh blood." Camila frowned slightly.

The two of them sighed at the same time as they looked at the dazzling array of ingredients on the small food truck next to them.

Then the two of them turned their heads to look out of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the people who were already sitting in a circle, preparing dipping dishes under McGonagall's teaching, showed a little envy.

"I don't think it's that difficult, so let's take a look at this guide first." Connie retracted her gaze, handed Camilla a hot pot guide, and picked up one herself and read it carefully.

"Hairy belly - hold it with chopsticks, put it in a hot soup pot, put it down for a second, lift it for a second, seven up and eight down, repeat the action repeatedly, you can eat, don't overtime, otherwise you will lose your soul." Connie read it softly.

The eyes of the two fell on the side of the dining car, the first plate on the first floor of the food truck, a few thin slices, brown and black soaked in water, looking full of wrinkles.

"It can't be something in a cow's belly, can it?" Camilla frowned, as a noble vampire countess, she only had the freshest virgin blood, and even if she was to settle for it, it had to be clean pigeon blood.

The contents of the animals' stomachs felt dirty just by listening to them, and McGonagall let them eat them.

"yes, that's special, I've never eaten anything like this." Connie was full of curiosity, even when the orcs ate wild animals, they would clean the internal organs of the animals, and they had never seen such a single kind of internal organs.

Moreover, the cooking method is also very special, and it sounds very simple. nun

"Why don't I give it a try?" Connie picked up the long chopsticks with some eagerness, she had just learned to hold the chopsticks these days, and some reluctantly picked up a piece of tripe from the bowl and put it in the tumbling soup pot.

"Oh no!"

Connie looked at the empty chopsticks and was stunned for a moment, this is over, there is no next.

The red soup pot is covered with a layer of dried chili peppers and peppercorns, and this thin tripe is like a pot, like a muddy cow entering the sea, and it disappears at once.

Connie fished in the soup pot with chopsticks for a while, but still couldn't find the missing piece of tripe.

"Don't look for it, that piece of tripe has lost its soul." Camila gestured to the alarm clock next to her.

"I'm sorry, tripe, you can go in peace." Connie took back the chopsticks a little apologetically, it seemed that this piece of tripe had nothing to do with her, and she couldn't complete such a difficult action with chopsticks at all, so she could only give up the novel food of tripe and pick up the hot pot eating guide again.

"Duck intestines, hold them with chopsticks...... Seven up and eight down, until the duck intestines are rolled. ”

Connie was silent for a moment, staring at the slender duck intestine for a moment, then looked up at Camilla and said, "Are we going to starve to death?" ”

Camila thought seriously for a moment, then stared at Connie's neck, "Why don't you let me take a bite?" ”

"No, no, let's eat hot pot." Connie shrunk her neck and continued to flip through the guide.

……

Unlike the two who had no clue in the dining room, outside the dining room, everyone was already sitting around the table, and according to McGonagall's instructions, they had prepared the dipping dishes that suited their tastes.

The guests in line have surrounded the hot pot table three times inside and out, looking at McGonagall curiously, Boss Mai said, today I want to show you what shabu shabu is.

Originally, everyone thought that it was going to give everyone a live performance to cook food, but judging from the current posture, it doesn't seem to be like this.

"It turns out that Boss Mai is so young." Vanessa, who was standing in the front row, looked at McGonagall with curiosity, she had been to the imperial dining room several times, and the number one master in the row was not young, at least a greasy middle-aged uncle.

But this Boss Mai looks only in his early thirties, with a long figure, good skin, no greasy feeling at all, and the two mustaches on the upper lip add a touch of mature charm, and there is always a warm smile on his face, which makes people feel good.

"And there are so many pretty girls." Lola stared at the girls, each of whom was so beautiful, no worse than Her Royal Highness the Princess, and they were all just waitresses in the restaurant?

"Boss Mai, you're not going to eat it for us, are you?" Harrison asked.

"Yes, hot pot is a new way to eat food, but you may be relatively unfamiliar with it, so I will show you today, and after the hot pot is officially launched, everyone will know how to eat it." McGonagall smiled.

"In the past, the little boss just ate it for us to see, but now the restaurant is full of people, you are ruthless." Harrison said with some grumbling.

The other guests also suddenly understood what might happen next, and their expressions became a little strange.

"First of all, we need to use the seasoning to make a dipping dish that suits our taste, which can make the food cooked in the same hot pot more suitable for your taste." McGonagall showed everyone her dipping plate, and then picked up the guide she had at hand, "This is a hot pot eating guide, listing how and when all the food is cooked, just follow the guide, dip the cooked food in the dipping plate, and it will be delicious." ”

"In other words, is this hot pot for us to cook by ourselves?"

"Do you have to do it yourself? Can't you eat ready-made? ”

"I'm a kitchen killer, I'm afraid I'll eat myself to death if I cook something."

"Sounds like a lot of trouble, I'm eighteen, can I finish it?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately started to say it, full of doubts about this new meal.

"The soul and fun of hot pot lies in participation, you can chat and talk while waiting, slow down the pace of life, and enjoy the delicious food, which is the true meaning of hot pot." McGonagall smiled and shook her head, then gestured her finger to her lips, "Please be quiet." ”

"Be quiet." Amy looked back at everyone and said with a serious face, "I'm super hungry." ”

Everyone looked at the blue-purple flame jumping in Amy's hand, and immediately closed their mouths obediently, but there was still a hint of doubt in McGonagall's eyes, if they could make delicious food, why did they come to McMy's restaurant.

McGonagall withdrew her gaze from the guests, looked at the people at the table and smiled, "There is nothing in the hot pot, but when it comes to deliciousness, hairy belly and duck intestines can be ranked in the top three." ”

"Pick up a piece of hairy belly with chopsticks, put it in the hot pot, let the hairy belly completely submerge in the tumbling red soup, wait for a second, immediately raise the soup pot, let it cool slightly, and immediately put it back into the soup pot, repeat this action, seven up and eight down, wait until the hairy belly bubbles, that is the most appropriate time, take advantage of the hairy belly is not careful, roll it in the dipping saucer, blow it gently, and then feed it directly to the mouth......"

McGonagall chewed on the spicy hairy belly, every bite was so crisp and springy, the spicy taste bloomed on the tip of her tongue, the mixed hair was stimulated to open, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead......

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