Judging from the era in which Daliang lived, it would take at least a few hundred years for hot pot to be born.

Therefore, Li Fei wanted to cook hot pot coldly, and they naturally didn't know what it was.

"Hot Pot...... Little plum, do you want us to eat this little iron pot? Mu Wan'er's little face was full of doubts.

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