Sheng Qingqing twitched the corners of her mouth, not wanting to speak.

Because it's just nonsense.

A rich child like a young man may not know, but Sheng Qingqing has almost understood the situation of this era because he has lived in Shengjia Village during this time.

Poverty, backwardness, has almost become the label of this era.

The "big win" is very big, and there are countless small villages like Shengjia Village, relatively speaking, Shengjia Village is already rich and peaceful. I heard the old village chief say that in the farther places, the land is barren and cannot grow food, and the people there are often hungry and cold, not to mention eleven years old, even if they are seven or eight years old, five or six years old, as long as they are governors, they must start to help work. The slightly older ones are sold to rich families to work and earn some money every month, while the unlucky ones have to go to the streets to beg.

When she heard these news, Sheng Qingqing was not unlucky.

Fortunately, she was reborn in Shengjia Village, although she has two younger siblings and both parents died, most of the villagers in the village are very kind, and the climate and land here are also very mild, as long as you work hard, you are not afraid of starvation.

But it is obvious that this road boy who came from nowhere should have grown up in a honey pot since he was a child, so he never knew about "folk suffering".

Sheng Qingqing hesitated for a while, but still felt that she couldn't offend the young man too much, so she said briefly: "Because the family is poor, I can only come out early to earn some money to support my younger siblings." ”

"Hey, hey, they all say that poor children are in charge early, I used to think it was just a joke, but I didn't expect it to be true." The young man sighed again and again.

Sheng Qingqing also frowned in her heart, she really didn't want to sigh about life with young people in this kind of place. In addition to the previous life, she and the young man are also people of two worlds, and there is no common language at all.

But Young Master Cheng was still watching from the sidelines, and he didn't mean to interrupt at all, as if it was a very interesting thing to let the guests listen to her chef's privacy.

"Well, son, why don't you taste the taste of this hot pot, although there is a charcoal fire heating, but if the charcoal fire is extinguished, I am afraid that the taste of this dish will drop a notch."

Sheng Qingqing knew very well that this was a lie. What does it matter if the charcoal fire is extinguished, just take some charcoal and add it to it.

But in the eyes of the young man, this hot pot was invented by Sheng Qingqing, and she is naturally the person who knows the best about how to eat hot pot, so she was convinced of this, and hurriedly said: "Then try it, by the way, since this hot pot is made by you, you should know how to eat these things, right?" ”

With that, he rolled up a few more slices of beef and put them in the white soup.

The slices of meat are thin and cook quickly in a hot soup pot. Sheng Qingqing saw that the time was almost up, and immediately reminded the young man to pick it up and eat it.

The young man's reaction was also fast, holding a few slices of beef with long chopsticks, and then putting them in the sauce, and then changing the chopsticks he had just used, and putting the meat slices into his mouth. I don't know how much he ate before, but as long as he eats hot pot, the young man has no time to care about her things.

Sheng Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then she turned her head to meet Young Master Cheng's unfathomable eyes.

Sheng Qingqing: "......"

Young Master Cheng is obviously not as easy to deceive as a young man, he glanced at Sheng Qingqing, the corners of his mouth were smiling, his eyes were shining, and he still looked like he was gentle and kind, but his eyes were very meaningful, not cold, more inquiring.

It's a pity that when Sheng Qingqing wanted to explore the meaning, he had already shifted his gaze and said: "The taste of this hot pot is really good, even if you don't taste it, but just smelling this smell has already made your mouth feel relished, especially the red soup here, the color is bright red and gorgeous, and it is faintly spicy and spicy." Can Miss Sheng tell me what the red soup tastes like? ”

The copper pot is constantly heated by a charcoal fire, and the two soups inside naturally exude high temperatures. But compared to the milky white broth, the red broth on the other side seems a little calmer.

It looks calm on the surface, with only the center rolling slightly, and some of the ingredients are slightly undulating as the soup rolls.

I don't know when the young man who had already eaten a plate of beef slices became more and more curious, and he poked at the red soup with a pair of clean chopsticks as he spoke.

"It's amazing, it's obviously in a pot, it's already boiling here, and it looks like it's still warm here."

Sheng Qingqing: "......"

In fact, the young man completely said the opposite, it was not the white soup that boiled first, in fact, if you calculate it from the beginning, you can find that the first to boil must be the red soup.

But Sheng Qingqing is not easy to explain to an ancient person who does not understand physical chemistry what the "boiling point" is.

She could only say: "This is also the magic of hot pot, and I was shocked at first." ”

The young man nodded again and again, and couldn't help but sigh at the magic.

Young Master Cheng glanced at her again.

Sheng Qingqing, who received this look, endured it for a while, but couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart and return it to him.

Young Master Cheng's mind is not ordinary, and she is not very good at lying, with Young Master Cheng's intelligence, she must have seen that she was not telling the truth. But Sheng Qingqing's heart is not false at all, she didn't tell the truth, it's just a trivial matter, look at what is going on with her! If you have the ability, Young Master Cheng will also ask like a young man, she will definitely want to say something more secure to fool him!

"I call it red soup, and in addition to the broth base, I also add a stir-fried sauce. And the sauce is made of wide oil ......"

This time, without waiting for the young man to ask, Sheng Qingqing explained the ingredients of the red soup with great insight.

The young man was really satisfied, and sighed: "I didn't expect that it would cost so many materials to be consumed with just half a pot of soup." ”

Sheng Qingqing looked pleasing with low eyebrows, "This is just ordinary, you are the young master's distinguished guest, just spending this, it is already neglecting you." If you think about it, the dishes you used in the past should be extraordinary. ”

The young man thought about it for a moment, and he really hadn't paid attention to what the food he had eaten before was made of. It's just that this hot pot looks too strange today, so he can't help but pay attention to it.

"Hey, I didn't expect it to be just an ordinary cooking trail, but there are so many good things in it, it's really eye-opening." The young man sighed again and again.

Sheng Qingqing still didn't speak, she found out that this young man Lu, Young Master Cheng's distinguished guest, was his brain lacking a thread, or the rich people in this era are like this, and they are so surprised when they see anything they haven't seen.

But whether it is the shopkeeper Wan or Young Master Cheng, they are all very safe. And it seems that Young Master Cheng is younger than this Lu Gongzi, but his temperament is calm and I don't know how many times.

Thinking like this, the young man suddenly said, "This should be what Qinghe wants me to eat?" Sure enough, it's very novel, let's use this hot pot for lunch, right? ”

Young Master Cheng nodded indispensably. He doesn't have a lot of appetite, and he really doesn't care about that.

The host and the guests were very satisfied with the dish, so the lunch was set.

Only Sheng Qingqing mourned for a moment of silence for the people in the back kitchen who were still busy in the tent.

Under the transportation of a group of servants, the hot pot and the table were easily moved to the pavilion.

The scenery in the pavilion is obviously much better than here. It is surrounded by peach blossom trees on both sides, and on one side is the road and on the other side is the mountain cliff, which can directly overlook the mountains.

If this is in modern times, it is a scenic spot, and people who take pictures will not stop.

Seeing that the hot pot was moved, Sheng Qingqing also wanted to leave quietly. The host's family feasts guests, of course, there will be nothing to do with her as a chef, just explained a hot pot to the young man, it is already a lot of talk, and the smartest choice at this time is of course to hurry up and go as far as possible.

China thrives on the wine table culture, likes to talk about things at the dinner table, three glasses and two lamps, you can be a friend, and the things you ask for are easy to do. Who knows what these two men are going to say when they eat. If she heard something she shouldn't hear, Sheng Qingqing was afraid that she would be killed.

Sheng Qingqing's idea was very good, she quietly hid her figure when the servants were moving the hot pot and were more busy. She was young and thin, and it was really hard to find out if she hid among a sturdy minions.

But just because it's hard to find doesn't mean you can't find it.

"Little girl, don't squeeze here, lest I hurt you."

Sheng Qingqing laughed dryly twice and nodded hurriedly.

She hid behind these servants, the strongest one, but she didn't expect this person to be a warm-hearted person, and when she saw her squeezing next to her, she was kind enough to remind her.

If it was usual, Sheng Qingqing would definitely be moved by this concern, but now she is like a dead heart.

If you don't speak, you can faint quietly, but as soon as you speak, whether intentionally or not, the attention of the people around you will be diverted for a moment.

Four or five people are looking this way, and the effect is ......

"Miss Sheng, you are here, I haven't found you for a long time." The young man smiled and said, "You little man, don't squeeze here, you can't move these with thin arms and legs." Let's wait a while and give us a hot pot. ”

Sheng Qingqing: "......"

What could she do? Of course, I agreed.

Moments later......

Sheng Qingqing stood at the only stone table in the pavilion, with hot pot on the table, as well as various side dishes, and more than a dozen plates. And on each side of the table sat two beautiful men. The appearance and momentum of the two beautiful men are different, and they are two completely different "delicious".

It stands to reason that being able to have lunch with such two beautiful men is a very good thing for any woman. But unfortunately, Sheng Qingqing didn't feel comfortable at all.

These two people sit, she stands! These two people were eating, and she was watching!

Why is the gap between people so big!