"Qianqiao, isn't there only one? Why has the number of people increased?"

Nangong Li saw Qianqiao go downstairs, and took two steps forward to ask.

"I didn't expect two more..."

Since only Ms. Gatti was invited before, Chisow arranged the menu with women's preferences in mind.

"The dishes arranged for Ms. Gatty remain the same, I will add a new dish here, Uncle Li, you come to the kitchen with me, and I will teach you while cooking~"

Originally, this dish was going to be launched next month, but now it seems that it can only move the time forward.

"Knock knock..."

"Come in..."

Half an hour later, Qian Qiao returned to the third floor with the prepared food, and after reaching out and knocking on the door, Mr. Sorge's voice came from inside.

"The three of you have been waiting for a long time..."

After arranging the three of them to sit in the private room before, Qianqiao specially prepared cards in order not to let them get bored, but she didn't expect the three who looked super serious to be so good at playing.

I saw that the three of them had more or less several notes on their faces, and among them, Mr. Sorge's face had the most notes.

"Ahem, the food came pretty quickly..."

Seeing Qianqiao staring at his face, Bertie Sorge remembered that the note on his face had not been cleaned up, and quietly performed a cleaning technique on himself when he pretended to cough, and his face was much fresher in an instant.

And the other two people on the side also secretly performed a cleaning technique on themselves very tacitly, and the note on their faces disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Because all three of them are first-time visitors, in addition to a few snacks that have been very popular in the shop, there are also a few special dishes today..."

Qianqiao pretended not to see the small movements of the three of them, and brought the dish out of the storage bracelet as she spoke.

"What is this?"

Seeing Qianqiao take out a small iron pot that kept steaming from the storage bracelet, Evan Coleman glanced into the iron pot, and he didn't know what kind of soup it was, but there was a layer of red oil floating in it.

"This is the bottom of the pot with strings of incense, and I will put these ingredients skewered with wooden skewers into the pot in a while..."

This dish was originally intended to be launched in mid-December, but the winter here comes relatively late, and it doesn't really start until mid-December.

Although people with high cultivation are no longer afraid of the cold, this does not mean that there are no juniors with low cultivation among these people.

In terms of sales, Qianqiao is not worried, and although there are chili peppers here, no one makes chili oil and chili sauce, which is a business opportunity for her.

The location near the gate on the first floor of the food city has been made in advance at the request of Qianqiao.

In addition to the small bottles of chili oil and chili sauce prepared in advance, there are also a variety of flavors of double skin milk, which can be taken out, and new products will be launched in the future.

"So this red layer is made of chili peppers?"

Under Qianqiao's explanation, Evan Coleman finally knew what the red oily thing was.

Watching the strings of fresh ingredients being put into the pot, the air is filled with a very enticing aroma as the heat rises.

Evan Coleman, who doesn't have a heavy appetite, is a little hungry, let alone Bertie Sorge, who has no resistance to food.

"Qianqiao, when will I be able to eat this thing called Chuanchuan incense?"

Bertie Sorge stared at the steaming small iron pot with his eyes intended, swallowed and said.

For him, the wait was too much.