After a long while, someone said, "This knife work is amazing!" I counted it just now, it's just a palm-sized piece of frozen mutton, and Miss Feng Jiao can actually cut out more than 100 rolls! ”

The person who spoke was none other than Lao Qin, who brought his wife and granddaughter to the hot pot restaurant to taste the delicious food.

"I just don't know, what is Miss Feng Jiao going to do with these cut mutton rolls?" Lao Xue, who was sitting next to him, also swallowed his saliva and asked.

Everyone knows that this is a hot pot restaurant.

But what is hot pot, everyone has never even seen it, let alone eaten it.

Feng Jiao's side had already taken out a second piece of frozen mutton.

At this moment, she was completely shielded from the praise of the people around her, and their shocked eyes, and she had entered a state of her own, a world of her own.

The little chef didn't raise her head, and her hand was like electricity.

Love to talk and laugh, every time before entering the kitchen to cook, always love to say hello to the guests, listen to their evaluation of their own craftsmanship of the little chef, at the moment holding a kitchen knife, it seems to have changed a soul, the eyes are calm, the movements are sharp, the tight lips are thin into a line, and her round baby face is contrasted, actually revealing a bit of disobedience.

It was as if she was no longer a little cook slicing frozen lamb in the kitchen, but a swordsman who was still at ease with the sword in her hand in the face of thousands of troops.

After cutting the second piece of mutton, Feng Jiao raised her head and nodded to Chef Wang, and Chef Wang began to stand on another table more than a meter away from Feng Jiao, cutting the frozen mutton in the same way.

At this time, under the leadership of Qian Mo, who came to help, the shopkeepers of the restaurant began to introduce various characteristics of hot pot, soup base, various shabu-shabu and dipping sauces to the guests, helping them choose their favorite hot pot dishes.

Fengfu hot pot restaurant currently has three options: Jiugongge, Mandarin Duck Pot and Single Small Hot Pot.

Among them, the bottom of the pot is divided into four types: clear soup pot, spicy pot, mushroom soup pot, and seafood pot.

There are three types of sauces: spicy, mildly spicy, and non-spicy.

As for shabu-shabu, the variety is particularly abundant.

There are magnolia vegetables, jade cabbage, earth spirit fruit slices, mutton rolls, fat beef rolls, hairy tripe, shutters, vermicelli, all kinds of mushrooms, all kinds of fish balls and meatballs, white jade tofu and so on, there are dozens of varieties.

Everyone is free to choose and match the flavor they like best.

Lao Qin's side ordered a mandarin duck pot that can not only take care of children who can't eat spicy food, but also satisfy their appetites.

Looking at the bottom of the spicy pot that was constantly tumbling and exuding a fresh and spicy aroma, Qin Shihan couldn't help but stretch his neck to look at the clear soup pot on his side, but saw that there were only some green onions, ginger, red dates, mushrooms and other ingredients rolling in the pot, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

The little girl looked at the spicy pot on Lao Qin's side, pursed her little mouth, and her little face collapsed.

At this time, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded beside her: "Shihan, do you want my sister to teach you how to make mutton?" ”

Hearing that voice, Qin Shihan's eyes lit up: "Sister Fengjiao! ”

Feng Jiao looked at Qin Shihan with a smile, holding a pair of chopsticks in her hand, picked up a piece of mutton as thin as a piece of paper, and put it into the bottom of the boiling clear soup pot.

Soon, the lamb was rolled into a small soft ball under the action of boiling water......