When they got home, it was six o'clock in the evening.

Turn on the light, and the quiet room suddenly lights up.

Ehashi collapsed on the couch, and Sylvie walked to a large mirror next to her, humming an unknown tune while admiring herself in the mirror.

Compared with the elegant and gentle princess appearance before, she exudes unparalleled youth and agility in this dress.

"Sylvie, do you want something to eat today?" Jiang Qiao asked Sylvie while pressing the remote control to change the channel.

"Hmm......" Sylvie thought for a moment, stuck out her tongue, and said, "I don't know either."

She stayed here for less than a day and ate a meal. I don't know the eating habits here, so I don't know what to say.

"Hmm...... Chafing dish! How about hot pot? Jiang Qiao's head suddenly popped up with such a hot word.

On such a cold winter night, what a happy thing it should be to eat a warm hot pot.

"Hot pot?" Sylvie tilted her head, her face full of doubt.

All that came to her mind was a fire and a pot. But she couldn't figure out how to eat these two dishes anyway.

"You'll find out later." A mysterious smile appeared on Jiang Qiao's face, and as he spoke, he jumped up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen.

This strange word and Ehashi's smile aroused Sylvie's curiosity, so she also ran to the kitchen to watch Ehashi go about his work, just like noon.

Jiang Qiao found a pot from the cupboard that had accumulated dust for a long time, and he remembered that the last time he used it was on Chinese New Year's Eve a few years ago, when his father returned.

It hasn't been used since, but luckily it hasn't rusted.

After washing it carefully, Jiang Qiao took the pot to the dining table in the living room, turned on the electricity, put a large piece of hot pot ingredients, and then filled it with water.

Jiang Qiao opened the refrigerator again and found beef balls, fish balls, various beef rolls and mutton rolls, as well as some mushrooms and soy products from several red plastic bags.

Finally, adjust the sauce, tahini, hot sauce, beef sauce.

Jiang Qiao put them all on the table, and Sylvi was a little excited, finally about to see the true face of the hot pot!

Ehashi looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction...... No, it feels like there's something missing.

Vegetable!

Jiang Qiao suddenly remembered, how can you eat hot pot without some vegetables?

Right now...... Jiang Qiao looked at the clock, it was only six o'clock now. There should still be green vegetables to sell in the vegetable market at the entrance of the lane......

Sylvie stared intently at the water vapor gathered at the bottom of the pot, but heard Jiang Qiao say:

"I'm going to buy some groceries and I'll be back soon!"

"Huh?" Sylvie looked up and saw that Jiang Qiao had already run out of the house at this time, running fast.

……

It was late at night, and in the hazy night, Jiang Qiao ran out of the alley under the gaze of the street lamp.

Next to this alley is a wet market, which is usually only open in the morning and evening.

Six o'clock is close to seven o'clock, when there is no one to buy vegetables, and the market is generally closed.

Jiang Qiao rushed to the vegetable market, and most of the vegetable vendors had already closed their stalls, leaving empty stalls.

The few uncles and aunts who confiscated the stalls sold were not the vegetables that Jiang Qiao wanted.

Also, Jiang Qiao, who has no experience in grocery shopping, understands that fresh vegetables should generally be sold out in the morning.

It's a pity to eat hot pot without vegetables...... It's nice to have meat to eat.

With nothing to gain, he was ready to go back, and the water in the pot should be boiling, and Sylvie should be in a hurry.

"Huh, Xiaoqiao?"

Suddenly, someone stopped him.

Hearing someone call him, Jiang Qiao looked back, and on the sidewalk outside the vegetable market, a middle-aged woman in cotton clothes was looking at him.

"Aunt Wang?"

"Ah, it's really you, Xiaoqiao." Aunt Wang smiled, "I just came back from a walk after dinner, it's so late, why did you come to the vegetable market?" ”

"Oh, that's it, Aunt Wang, I wanted to buy some vegetables, but I didn't expect to be late." Ehashi smiled.

"This stupid boy, you told Aunt Wang earlier, Aunt Wang has vegetables at home, come and ......."

Jiangqiao's house is Aunt Wang's house diagonally across the door, and because of this, she will pass by Jiangqiao's house every day to buy vegetables.

So, Jiang Qiao was pulled into her house.

Aunt Wang's youngest grandson, Wang Xiaopang, was lying on the sofa watching cartoons, and when he saw Jiang Qiao coming in, he jumped up, and his mouth was wide open:

"Jiang Erqiao? Why are you here? ”

"Go! It's not big or small, who made you call it that? No politeness! I want to call Brother Jiang. Aunt Wang, who was packing vegetables in the kitchen, heard it and craned her neck and said.

Wang Xiaopang was aggrieved and anxious: "Sister Ruoxi is also called ......"

"Can you compare with your sister Ruoxi?" Aunt Wang's action of packing vegetables was very neat, and after a while, she walked out with several bundles of vegetables and fruits, "Your sister Ruoxi has been the first since she was a child. ”

The little fat man closed his mouth and watched the cartoon as if nothing had happened.

"Xiaoqiao, you take these dishes back to eat first, and then tell me if it's not enough." Aunt Wang packed the bundles of vegetables in plastic bags.

Jiang Qiao took the big bag of vegetables and glanced at it roughly, good guy, the variety is about to catch up with the vegetable seller.

Not only small greens, but also potatoes, tomatoes, and some unrecognizable leafy greens.

"Ouch, Aunt Wang, you're too polite, I don't even know how to say thank you." Jiang Qiao felt the heavy affection in his hand, and scratched the back of his head with some embarrassment.

"Net nonsense." Aunt Wang made a joke, "Why do you become more polite the more you grow up, when I was a child, I didn't have this when I went to our house for dinner." ”

Then, Aunt Wang lowered her voice and said with a smile: "Xiaoqiao, you went shopping for vegetables today, is it to cook for that foreign girl?"

……

Carrying this big bag of vegetables, Jiang Qiao returned to his home.

The lights in the room were bright, and under the lamps, they were steaming.

The aroma of hot pot ingredients fills the room.

"Jiang Qiao, the pot ......" Sylvi saw that he was back, and hurriedly pointed to the pot, the water in it was about to boil dry.

Jiang Qiao quickly turned down the fire a little and filled up the water again.

"Come on, come on, sit down." After washing the vegetables he had brought and cutting the potatoes and tomatoes, Jiang Qiao sat down on the edge of the table and beckoned Sylvie to sit down.

"Jiang Qiao, this is hot pot." Sylvie had little stars in her eyes, looking at the pot with two pots, one yellow and one white.

It's another delicacy that makes her curious, and it's ...... It's so fragrant that you can't help yourself!

"Hmm." Jiang Qiao nodded, and after a while, the soup base opened again.

"It's time to go!" Jiang Qiao first picked up a piece of fat beef and put it in the bottom of the clear soup pot to shabu.

After soaking for about ten seconds, it is almost fully cooked, and then dip it in a circle of peanut sesame paste and take a big sip.

Well! Incense is just one word.

Sylvi saw that he was eating happily, so she also learned to fork a slice of meat with a fork. It's just that it's a red soup pot.

After ten seconds of anticipation, Sylvie finally ate it in her mouth.

"It's spicy...... It's delicious! ”