Su Qingluan followed Su Guangfu to the leeward side of the screen, and the warmth that he felt all over his body because of the northwest wind that had been blowing was taken away, after there was no cold wind, there was another charcoal stove beside him, and the warmth came to his face in an instant.

Because he often supports the stove to make hot pot outside, Su Guangfu also deliberately made three benches, which are wider than the ordinary road, not for sitting people, but for placing all kinds of ingredients.

Three benches form an equilateral triangle that encloses the stove in the middle, ensuring that the variety of shabu-shabu and dipping sauces can be placed in an orderly manner, and that people will not get too close to the stove and be burned by the flames or the heat emitted by the stove.

Outside the bench there is a small stool for a family of five, on which everyone sits to eat.

Because of eating hot pot today, the Su family has already found that it is not very convenient to use ordinary chopsticks to clamp the ingredients in the pot - especially when the pot has been boiling.

Because of this, Su Qingluan specially prepared special long chopsticks, which came in handy for the first time today.

The two children were still very fresh for the first time to use such long chopsticks, so Su Xuanhe couldn't help but joke: "Sister, you bought us such long chopsticks, did you let them practice walking on stilts?" ”

Su Xueyan used her little lotus-like arms to make a gesture, and said in surprise: "Sister! These chopsticks are as long as my arm! ”

Yang is not surprised by this kind of chopsticks: "You two children don't often wander around the stove room, so naturally you don't see much of this kind of chopsticks. Of course, the Yang family himself didn't use this, because the Su family couldn't afford to fry things in wide oil before.

The rice soup was tossed into the hot pot, and the original boiling appearance calmed down again. Su Qingluan grabbed a handful of wolfberries and sprinkled them on it as a garnish, so as not to make the hot pot soup white and monotonous.

Rice soup that has been boiled is not as easy to paste the bottom of the pot as it is in a half-cooked state, but it should not be boiled too hot. Fortunately, this stove is used to boil traditional Chinese medicine, the heating area is relatively small, and the firepower is not as good as the large stove in the stove room, so even if it is inconvenient to control the amount of charcoal fire below, it will not make the fire too fierce.

Because it has just been boiled, as long as it is placed on the stove, the rice soup in the pot will soon slowly boil again. Su Qingluan turned to look at the Yang family: "Ah Niang, I'll put some of the meat in first." As he spoke, he slipped in some fish fillet, shrimp and mutton.

Although the shrimp is a river shrimp, it is not small, even if it cannot be compared with the sea shrimp, but the size of the curled up is almost the size of an adult's small finger.

The prawns are sweet and delicious, especially now that the water temperature has cooled down, the meat will be firmer and more elastic. Although there is not a lot of shrimp roe to make the rice soup more flavorful, the meat is delicious, and the shrimp full of shrimp roe in spring has its own deliciousness.

The fish, shrimp and lamb have been marinated in advance, removing the frowning fishy smell and leaving only the fresh flavor. In addition, these ingredients are boiled in rice soup, which will also enrich the flavor of rice soup.

Soon, sporadic bubbles appeared on the surface of the soup pot again, and Su Qingluan knew that it should be almost ready.

She looked around, only to find that everyone's bowls were empty, and couldn't help but wonder, "Don't you all make dipping dishes?" ”

Hearing this, everyone looked at her with puzzled expressions.

Yang looked at the pieces of meat that had been marinated: "But you have already put a lot of condiments before?" ”

Two small ones: "What, isn't this something that can be drunk just by serving it?" ”

Su Guangfu didn't ask anything, but he also looked very puzzled.

Su Qingluan couldn't cry or laugh: "Although it has been marinated in advance, these seasonings are used to remove the fishy, but there is no salty taste?" ”

Yang was a little surprised: "I thought you would put some salt in the rice soup." ”

Su Qingluan shook his head: "That will make the meat boiled in the rice soup hard." ”

Su Qingluan looked at everyone and looked like they wanted to "copy their homework", and hurriedly smiled: "In addition to soy sauce, other ingredients such as salt, sugar, sesame oil, bean paste, minced green onions, ginger foam, minced garlic and other spices can be added according to your own taste." ”

Of course, such a complex and unclear deployment process is the same as that of Yang and Su Guangfu. As for the two little guys, Su Qingluan put a small plate of soy sauce with sesame oil in front of them, and each of them only put a little ginger foam and minced green onions, without any spices.

"You two would be fine like this." Su Qingluan pushed the two plates to the two little guys respectively.

Su Xuanhe looked at the plates of his father and sister with different kinds of spices, and couldn't help but feel a little envious: "I want ...... too"

"No, you don't want to." Su Qingluan's tone was very cold.

Compared with Su Xueyan's little girl who doesn't like spicy food at all, Su Xuanhe belongs to the kind of "vegetable and fun" - obviously not much different from Su Xueyan's acceptance of spicy, but she can't help but want to try it every time.

Of course, the consequences of this "attempt" are often very tragic, including but not limited to swollen lips; The stomach and intestines can't stand abdominal pain and diarrhea; His throat was so swollen that he couldn't speak......

In short, every time I tossed people on their backs, the result was that this guy was simply more and more frustrated, and he was defeated and fought again, in short, the main one did not believe in evil, and he always had to challenge the impossible.

At the beginning, Yang and Su Guangfu also planned to let their son "try" a little, but after the car overturned again and again, the two began to acquiesce to Su Qingluan's "ruthless suppression" mode - usually eat some green onions, ginger and garlic, and other spices, as long as they are spicy, are not allowed to touch.

Of course, the onions, ginger and garlic are only a "small amount", and Su Xuanhe must not be allowed to add it by his temperament! Otherwise, it is definitely a sore throat, stomach pain, diarrhea, chrysanthemum pain, one-stop experiential process!

Su Xuanhe looked at the spices such as dogwood powder and pepper, and peeked at it a little unwillingly, and then glanced at it again, but he still didn't dare to say anything under Su Qingluan's gaze - after all, his "brilliant record" was really a bit out of his hand.

Before, Su Qingluan said that after the rice soup was boiled, the ingredients in it could be eaten, so Su Xueyan took advantage of the gap between the elder sister and the elder brother, and took the lead in adding a piece of lamb chops and putting it in her dipping dish.

The rice soup has a white sheen, and the whole lamb chop is wrapped in a faint outer film, which looks extra juicy and rich, and the faint light of the lantern hanging on the screen gives off an enticing aroma.

Su Xueyan put the lamb chops in a dipping dish and rolled them in a circle with sesame oil and soy sauce, dipped in sporadic ginger foam and minced green onions, and put them in her mouth.

Immediately, she was so hot that she exhaled a breath of white heat. But even so, she was reluctant to spit out the lamb chops in her mouth, but exhaled hot air, chewed at the same time, and beckoned everyone: "Eat quickly!" This meat is so tender and tender, it seems to melt in your mouth! ”