Then the scalded food is sent to the mouth, and in an instant, the whole mouth is filled with the rich numb, spicy, fresh and fragrant of the hot pot.

Hot pot is a down-to-earth food suitable for group eating, and the public loves its diverse flavors and the lively atmosphere when eating hot pot.

A person's hot pot is lonely.

The hot pot for two people is warm.

Three or four ··· and even more than a dozen people, and the food is lively.

Heavy makeup and light hot pot can easily hook people's souls.

In short, she eats hot pot and likes to make her own soup base, in view of the large number of people and the variety of tastes, she is ready to make three kinds of pot bases: spicy, sour soup and clear soup.

The base of the clear soup pot does not need to be freshly made, and it is made with beef bones and a large rooster.

The heat boiled and simmered, and from ten o'clock in the morning to now, the chicken has been stewed, and the bone marrow in the beef bones has also been stewed.

Strain out the stewed chicken bones and beef bone residues, pour the rich white and delicious broth into the hot pot, and add the best fresh bamboo shoots.

The base of the spicy and sour soup pot needs to be freshly made.

But again, one of the most important raw materials at the bottom of the pot is stock, and it doesn't take much to fry the base.

Although hot pot is a down-to-earth food, it doesn't mean that this kind of food tastes bad.

On the contrary, the taste of hot pot and lo-mei have the same similarity, the same domineering arrogance.

The bottom of the clear soup pot should be better, at most it is fresh and fragrant.

The spicy and sour soup is amazing, and the aroma of the stir-fry is simply charming.

The soldiers who had rushed to the cafeteria, but were unlucky enough to leave the dormitory to fill the nutrient solution, could no longer move when they smelled this charming fragrance that made their hearts flutter.

Chef Jane opened a small stove for the marshal again.

Smell the aroma...

Mom, I can't stand it.

Regardless of the marshal and the food, they choose the food.

Qin Fen, the commander of the Fifth Mobile Regiment of the Second Division, is a typical northern man, in the empire, a country where the average height of men is 185 or more, his height has reached an astonishing two meters two.

In a group of men and girls, enough stands out from the crowd.

With a strong and tall figure like an iron tower, coupled with his unsmiling Chinese face, it gives people a strong sense of pressure.

When his colleagues were still struggling with whether to choose to stay for the sake of food and recruit the marshals and commanders, or to give up the food and leave the canteen to pour a nutrient solution to deal with it, Qin Fen had already made a choice faster than his brain.

Turning around, he moved his two thick legs and jumped to the window like lightning, and shouted to Jian Yan, who was holding back to the window, "Chef Jane, I'm hungry, can you give me something to eat?"

As soon as this word came out, Jian Yan quickly turned his head to look at Qin Fen and said in surprise, "Why do you use me to call yourself?" ”

Doesn't the culture of the empire speak of a fault?

Why is the Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of the fifth month of May even made to May 5th, and my self-proclaimed name of a very local nature is still retained.

This cultural fault line is also too bizarre.

Qin Fen and the others also thought that Jian Yan was wonderful, this kind of public knew everything, but Chef Jian came to ask them knowingly, Chef Jian was a strange person, yes.

Hearing her words, a group of people looked at each other.

After a long silence, Qin Fencai scratched the back of his head with a solemn face, and said, "I mean it, I'm used to saying me, I don't like me, I feel too featureless." ”。

"yes, I sound more energetic than I am." A major next to him answered.