Weak, helpless, but able to eat.

Linlang is easy to gain a fat face in winter, and the meat grows all on it.

The partial-born autumn white lover has a shih shih in his eyes, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong, and he still likes to feed quietly.

Cub plus his good brother He Chu some time ago, her fat is menacing, and she has grown faster than any previous year.

"Eat less recently, lest when you kill the New Year's pig at the end of the year, you will be arrested by mistake." Fan Dianshan completely had a childlike tone.

The corners of Linlang's mouth twitched.

"Pot, what does that look like? Soup? "Deputy Tang Shang, who is still the most serious, finally brought the topic back on track.

"It's a bit like a hot pot, you can throw all kinds of ingredients down and eat them." Linlang tried to describe it as much as she could.

Daqi is only a prototype of modern hot pot, and it has not yet become popular.

But what could be happier than having a warm hot pot at a big winter party?

"W-Why does this sound a little rudimentary?"

The focus of Mu Linghua is to just throw the ingredients into the pot, after all, most of the banquet dishes in the past were cumbersome and complicated, and the process was troublesome.

"No, when the time comes, we can just make the ingredients look good, and dishes like this need to be done by themselves, so that those adults can be busy with their hands and mouths, and they don't have time to think about things."

Instead of the previous delicacy, Linlang's solution is very rough.

The only hot pot she has ever eaten in the restaurant in modern times is that couple, but the process and atmosphere are still very clear.

There are not many plates, and there is a sense of ceremony on the high and large table, which just meets the requirements of using less ingredients and having a grade.

Hot pot, absolutely yes!

"You can try." Deputy Tang Shang has a long-term vision, and understands the gold content of if he can block the mouths of those courtiers and let them eat a meal quietly.

After all, this is what Murong Linshen wants. Otherwise, after such a process every year in the past, it was simply a secret poke and poke mutual complaint and exposé conference.

There are many disasters this year, so you can imagine how much the emperor's ears will suffer.

"Then I'll leave this pot to you...... Does this dish have a name? "I can't really shout when the food is served, the pot is up.

In an instant, the B grid is gone.

"Absolutely." Linlang could only honestly drink the remaining half bowl of porridge, "It's called Diaxia Offering." ”

In fact, it is rabbit hot pot, but when she prepares shabu-shabu, the five flowers are the main ones, and the rabbit meat is supplemented. The bottom of the pot is also ready to be replaced with large bones of medicinal herbs.

"That's a good name." The style went up in an instant.

Deputy Tang Shang said that it was approved.

"Something like Wuxin plate, pepper and cypress wine, sticky cake, glue tooth cake, and peach soup are necessary. Now that we have a pot as the main dish, Linghua and I will take plum as the theme, and it will be almost the same as lining up a few dishes. Fan Dianshan took out a small notebook and filled it in.

"The main dish, the inter-dish, and the must-have are all there, and now there is still a lack of a dish." Mu Linghua gestured with one hand on it, and the other moved quietly under the table.

The corners of Linlang's clothes tightened, and she subconsciously bowed her head.

Then his eyes lit up—

Steamed bread!

Fragrant big steamed buns!

She is really underfed, and since modern times, she is prone to hunger and sleepiness every winter, like a small animal that needs to hibernate.

At that time, I didn't have money and didn't go to the hospital for a check-up, but it was even more outrageous, she was also this old problem after crossing, and her physique seemed to be copied and pasted.

But she also checked her pulse and was very sure that she had no problems. And the same situation is true of the original owner in memory.

It's just that this year is inexplicably more serious, like opening the floodgates.

Can't resist the temptation of food, Linlang tried his best to look at it as if nothing happened, and when he saw that the handover ceremony was about to be completed under the table, the pair of cold chopsticks were pulled over again mercilessly!

And this time, kill two birds with one stone!

"You two, don't think I really didn't see it!" While Tang Shang's right hand withdrew the chopsticks, his left hand also quickly fished out.

That Mu Linghua reflexively let go of the fallen steamed bun because of the pain in her hand, and it was firmly in her hand.

Tang Shang's face is darker than the bottom of the pot.

"Are you hungry?"

Linlang pulled her hands on the corner of the table, and nodded desperately with wide eyes.

Her stomach is now a bottomless pit, and she starts to get sleepy if she doesn't eat.

"Harm, feed her." Fan Dianshan's heart softened and was successfully sunk.

But she never spoke with one mouth, and she still is.

"As the saying goes, a half-grown boy eats labor to death, and it's not surprising that she's seventeen years old enough to eat you to death."

Deputy Tang Shang, who was forced to work as a laborer and died, immediately turned even darker. But I still hate that iron is not steel, and I handed over the plate of steamed buns and pushed them all to Linlang.

"Hurry up and eat, go and make that pot after eating, so as not to go back and say that I still have a bad treatment for you and starved you."

"I'll do it well!" Linlang hurriedly said that her eyes were full of only the plate of steamed buns.

"Then let's talk about how the dishes are arranged." Tang Shang scored twice and caught the topic of running away.

Linlang looked up from the plate at this time and said vaguely, "This, I can pinch the pastry!" ”

"Don't eat a steamed bun, you have to pinch the noodles." Fan Dianshan saw that she was eating vigorously, worried that people would choke to death, and even made a bowl of porridge.

"I'm serious!" Linlang stretched out his hand to take it and said, "The good-looking pastry is perfect for cooking." ”

"So what's to pinch? Chicks and ducklings? Watching the food is used to press the field. "In the past, most of the pastries were made of these, and it is no wonder that Fan Dianshan didn't take her words seriously at first.

"Pinch people." In the blink of an eye, Linlang had already killed another one, clapped his hands and said, "The name of this dish is Su Steaming Voice." ”

"Oh yes, I heard you pinched a big sugar man before." As soon as Mu Linghua mentioned this, she was a little excited, "Isn't this pastry also going to be like before?" ”

"There's still a difference." Linlang began to nibble on the third steamed bun, "The sugar man is bigger, and there is only one." However, the voice part of the plain steaming sound is more exquisite, but there are seventy pieces in one set. ”

"Seventy pieces!" Mu Linghua gasped and couldn't help but widen her eyes, "There are seventy in one piece, then you can't pinch it to death alone!" ”

"So, you have to come along."

Quickly stuffed this steamed bun, got up and began to prepare the soup base of the pot.

Deputy Tang Shang also got up.

"We'll help you prepare the ingredients, is there anything that needs to be processed with the ingredients?"

"If the meat is thin, marinate it a little with wine, sauce, peppers, etc., and the rest just need to be washed and cut, and then ponder how to put it to look more and better."

After speaking, Linlang felt that she had the potential to be a profiteer. If this is in modern times, you have to make a million to open a hot pot restaurant.

"It's easier than I thought."

Fan Dianshan muttered and went to work.