"We all did something for this meal, and if you didn't do it, of course you won't eat it." Tian Ling smiled with a pure face, and pointed to himself, "The soup base is fried by my father-in-law." ”

"The king bought the mutton." The eighth prince pointed to the mutton.

"The stove that burns the fire was built by the official." Lord Song pointed to the stove.

Then the three pairs of eyes looked at Qiao Mianzhi in unison, Qiao Mianzhi was uncomfortable, "Okay, okay, I can't cut it!" ”

"That's right." Tianling watched Qiao Mianzhi reluctantly pull out the treasure knife, and comforted, "You use the treasure knife to cut at the enemy, it is to cut meat, you use the treasure knife to slice sheep, it is also to cut meat, since they are all cut meat, then they are no different, it means that a piece of mutton is also the mission of this knife, there is no need to feel distressed at all, right?" ”

Qiao Mianzhi was stunned by Tianling, tilted her head and thought for a long time, but she didn't find anything wrong with Tianling's words, it seems... It makes sense!

In the end, Qiao Mianzhi took out the green steel full moon treasure knife and made a move at the mutton Hu Tianfeixue, everyone only felt that a remnant was floating by, and before they could see what was going on, the mutton had changed from a whole piece just now to a piece of uniform size.

The slices of mutton, which are as thin as cicada's wings, occasionally have snowflakes distributed on them, which is particularly attractive.

Then Tianling asked someone to pull a long wooden stool and put it on the side of the pot, put the prepared dishes on it one by one, and finally poured the fried soup base into the pot on the rack.

"That's it!" Tian Ling licked his lips, "When the water boils, you can eat it." ”

"These dishes are all raw, how can I eat them?" Qiao Mianzhi brought up the sliced mutton and put it on the stool, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Throw it in and cook it, and it'll be cooked." Tian Ling rubbed his hands and looked at the red and attractive soup in the pot, and swallowed, "That's right! I almost forgot that there was a dip sauce! ”

Tian Ling ran to the kitchen in a hurry, and after a while, came over with a few dishes.

"You can mix it to your own taste." Tianling put down the dishes, picked up his own bowl, and demonstrated how to adjust the dipping dishes of the hot pot, and the others did the same, adding ingredients to their own bowls according to their own preferences.

After doing this, several people gathered around the pot, anxiously waiting for the water to boil.

"Why haven't you opened it yet? Isn't the fire strong enough? The eighth prince looked down at the fire in the stove, "It looks quite big." ”

"I'll see." As soon as Tianling lowered his head, he saw Wang Xiping's whole body tightly attached to the edge of the stove.

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No wonder the soup hasn't boiled for so long, and I actually forgot about this heat-filled product!

Tianling stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Xiping off the stove, hugged him to the room and locked him up, "You should reflect on it here first!" ”

"Meow~" Wang Xiping looked at Tianling innocently.

"Look at what! Are you still reasonable? It's been so long since you've been in the sun today, and you're still greedy for the heat of our meals? Tianling looked at Wang Xiping fiercely, "We are not allowed to come out until we finish eating!" ”

Without Wang Xiping absorbing the heat in the stove, the soup in the pot quickly boiled.

"It's time to serve!" Tianling took a piece of mutton, scalded it in the tumbling pot for two seconds, and then scooped it up and put it in his mouth.

"Okay... It's delicious!! Heavenly Spirit exhaled in satisfaction.

The thin mutton is hot in the fresh and spicy soup, and the aroma of the mutton itself is stimulated to the maximum, so there is a trace of fragrance in the spicy and fresh fragrance, which tastes! Tut!

Lord Song is the one who eats the most dishes made by Tianling, so at the moment when Tianling spoke, he did not hesitate to put the dishes, and when Qiao Mianzhi and the Eighth Prince were still stunned, he had already put the mutton into his mouth.

Qiao Mianzhi had never seen such a way of eating, and he believed in the upright Lord Song more than the heavenly spirit who often fooled him. So he opened his mouth and asked Song Dadao, "How is it?" Is it tasty? ”

Lord Song glanced at Qiao Mianzhi, then at the mutton on the bench, and then shook his head decisively, "It's just boiling water to scald the meat, and it doesn't taste much." ”

Then when Qiao Mianzhi turned his head in disappointment, he quickly picked up a large piece of mutton slices and threw them into the pot, and sighed long, "It's really hard to swallow, but this official is from a poor family, and he often can't eat enough when he was a child, so he has developed a habit that he doesn't want to leave the food regardless of whether the food is unpalatable or not." ”

Lord Song scooped the mutton that had just been boiled into the bowl, looked at the Eighth Prince and Qiao Mianzhi, "I smiled, I smiled." ”

After saying that, bury your head and eat hard!

The eighth prince looked at Song Qi's appearance, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he quietly picked up a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth, looking at Qiao Mianzhi's inquiring look, he nodded seriously, "It's really good······ Bad! ”

Qiao Mianzhi smelled the fragrance of the hot pot, looked at the expressions of Lord Song and the Eighth Prince, and was in a dilemma.

Tianling looked at the two people who said that it was unpalatable, and you were eating with chopsticks and I was eating with chopsticks, but Qiao Mianzhi didn't dare to put down the chopsticks with a bowl, and held back a laugh.

Forget it, for the sake of your hard slices of mutton, I'd better help you.

Tian Lingxin took a pair of chopsticks and scalded a piece of mutton, "Little sea pepper, come here." ”

"What's the matter?" Qiao Mianzhi walked to Tianling's side with a tangled expression.

"Do you know what ducks call them?" Heavenly Spirit asked.

"Quack······ Hmm" Qiao Mianzhi opened his mouth, and was stuffed with a piece of mutton in his mouth by Tianling, "Hmm... It's delicious! ”

"Hurry up! Otherwise, they were all eaten by Lord Song and the Eighth Prince! Tianling laughed.

The mutton bought by the eighth prince was actually wiped out by the four of them, and in addition, some of the vegetables and mushrooms prepared by Tianling were also eaten.

The hot pot was eaten very happily, and finally the heavenly spirit asked people to remove the pot, add firewood to the stove, and burn the flame high.

"Come on, come on, my father-in-law is happy today, teach you a fun one." The face of the heavenly spirit was crimson under the light of the fire, like a small rising sun.

"How do you play?" The Eighth Prince and Qiao Mianzhi looked curious.

"Come, follow me on the left side and walk on the legs, and then follow me on the right side to step and squat on the legs." Heavenly Spirit pulled the Eighth Prince and Qiao Mianzhi to the stove and asked them to move with him around the firelight.

"Come, one, two, three, shake your head~ right, tend, one, two, three, shake your body~" Tianling taught while jumping, and handed over the main movements of the pot village to the two of them.

The two of them couldn't let go at first, but watching Tianling dance very happily, they were unconsciously infected by this emotion.

In the end, even Lord Song, who met for the first time, joined in.

On the night of the winter solstice, many years later, the eighth prince is still vivid, and the heavenly spirit at that time was still a small one, and in front of him, he would laugh unsuspectingly······

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