The various vegetables, mushrooms, beef, fish and shrimp were somewhat different from modern dishes, but they were completely beyond Feng Jiuer's expectations.
Looking at the delicacies on the table nearby, the cells in Feng Jiuer's body seemed to be expanding.
"Jiu'er." Looking up at Feng Jiu'er, Zhao Yusheng picked up the square towel on the side and wiped his hands.
"Jiu'er, come here and take a look. How do you like this hot pot?"
In the tent, besides Zhao Yusheng, there were two of his brothers.
Although everyone didn't know what this meal was about, seeing the joyful smile on Feng Jiuer's lips, the two brothers were in a good mood.
"few……"
Only one brother shouted out one word, and Zhao Yusheng immediately coughed heavily.
After being given a blank look, the brother immediately changed his words and said: "Miss Jiu'er."
"Miss Jiu'er." Another brother also called with a smile.
Feng Jiuer, whose stomach was growling, didn't have the mood to care whether they were calling something wrong.
"Zhao Yusheng, this is okay." Feng Jiuer licked her lips and almost drooled, "Not bad!"
She picked up her chopsticks, picked up a fresh shrimp on the plate, and asked, "Where did this come from? Have you found any living water?"
"Yes, Miss Jiuer, there is a small stream behind the forest on the mountain on the right. It is a bit far away, but the water quality is very good, and there are also fish and shrimps."
"Miss Jiu'er, don't worry. The young master said that the water flows from the bottom of the mountain, and the fish and shrimp are fresh and not poisonous."
One brother started talking and couldn't stop.
"Young Master asked us brothers to go all the way up the creek to protect the water source and prevent the enemy from taking advantage of it."
"Miss Jiu'er, do you think our young master is thoughtful enough? And he heard that you like vegetables and mushrooms, and he almost visited the whole house..."
Zhao Yusheng coughed again and interrupted his brother's words.
He rolled his eyes at the brother who was speaking, and moved over to bring some chairs over.
"Jiu'er, come and try it. How does it taste? I also chopped some chili peppers. You said you like to dip them in minced chili peppers. I didn't expect to find chili peppers."
Seeing that most of the food was fresh, Feng Jiuer was really excited.
It’s really incredible that she still has the opportunity to eat hot pot!
"Okay." She nodded.
Seeing her nodding, not only Zhao Yusheng, but also the two brothers breathed a sigh of relief.
"As long as Miss Jiuer likes it, you don't know anything..."
The voice of the brother who talked a lot just now continued to sound, but Zhao Yusheng did not give him a chance to speak.
"Go and invite others in for dinner."
He shouldn't put pressure on Jiu'er. Doesn't this guy understand?
The brother looked at Zhao Yusheng with a reproachful look and seemed to understand what he meant.
"Okay, Young Master, I'll go right away." As soon as he finished speaking, the brother turned and left.
Even the remaining brothers glanced at the two of them, turned around and walked out of the tent with a smile.
Feng Jiuer sat on a chair by the fire and picked up a pair of special "chopsticks" on the table next to her.
The chopsticks are very long and a bit thick, and they look like they were made in a hurry.
"Jiu'er, try the fish and shrimp, they're very delicious."
Feng Jiuer looked at the pile of ingredients and licked her lips, but did not make a move.
"Let's wait until everyone comes over."
Licking her lips again, she raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Yusheng.
"By the way, is there anything else you can help with?"
Even if her brother didn't tell her, she also knew that preparing such a meal was indeed not an easy task.
Zhao Yusheng shouldn't be too nice, she was just talking casually.
Everyone thought the word "hot pot" was very novel, so after asking a few more questions, this guy actually memorized it all and even prepared it for everyone.
Such a considerate man, Feng Jiuer had the urge to introduce Qiao Mu to him.
Qiao Mu is a good girl who deserves the love of a good man. However, if every good man is pulled towards Qiao Mu by her, will Qiao Mu beat her to death?
Feng Jiuer curled her lips slightly, not wanting to think about it anymore, and it seemed that Qiao Mu was still thinking about the mute slave.
She was so dedicated that Feng Jiuer couldn't help but worry a little. With a life like Mute Nuo, even if he couldn't live for himself in this life, how could he give Qiao Mu happiness?
"Wow, wow, what smells so good?" The voice came in before the Arbor Man came in.
"Young Master, what delicious food have you prepared for your wife?"
Qiao Mu stepped in, looked at the two people in the tent with a smile, and raised his eyebrows.
Feng Jiuer turned around and rolled her eyes, frowning slightly.
Zhao Yusheng smiled happily and did not refute.
"Didn't Jiu'er say that he likes hot pot? Anyway, I have prepared a meal if I have time."
"Do you have time?" Qiao Mu walked over and glanced at the food on the table.
She raised her eyebrows and glanced at Zhao Yusheng, then her eyes fell on Feng Jiu'er.
"I've been busy for so long. Isn't today his day to rest? The young master is in such good health that he doesn't even need a rest."
"Jiu'er, you have to cherish it."
In the military camp, unless the war is in dire straits, everyone has a day of rest. This is Feng Jiuer's new military rule.
People must get a good rest so that they can get twice the result with half the effort.
Feng Jiuer's long "chopsticks" were raised and pressed against Qiao Mu's body.
"Miss Qiao, you are really itchy, aren't you?"
"Yeah." Qiao Mu nodded, "That's a bit."
As soon as she finished speaking, she also took a pair of special long "chopsticks", and with a "click", they touched the chopsticks in Feng Jiuer's hand.
Zhao Yusheng still had a smile on his face. He took the square towel and went over to lift the lid of the pot.
"It's very hot around this hot pot. I can only ask my brothers to get some long branches and peel them off, so you can use them."
"But there aren't many of them. If you two want to compete, you'd better wait until after lunch."
The lid of the pot was lifted, and bursts of meaty aroma came out. How could Feng Jiuer and Qiao Mu still be in the mood to fight?
Looking back at the boiling pot, Feng Jiuer let out a "gulu" sound and swallowed a mouthful of water.
"Zhao Yusheng, what kind of meat did you put in it? Why is it so fragrant?"
"It's beef jerky. Everyone is tired of eating dry food during this period, but there isn't much fresh meat. I want to stew some jerky in the pot first." Zhao Yusheng responded softly.
"It's so fragrant, I'm not polite." Feng Jiuer stood up, picked up a bowl, and picked up a few vegetables.
She used long "chopsticks" to put the vegetables in the pot and stirred them randomly a few times, then picked up the vegetables and placed them in the bowl with some difficulty.
Feng Jiuer stretched out the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of fragrantly stewed beef breast and placed it in the bowl.
As soon as she held the bowl and smelled it, she even forgot that there were two people beside her.
"Jiu'er, you're welcome. We still have a lot of dried meat. You can put it in again after you finish it." Zhao Yusheng looked at Feng Jiu'er, the smile on his lips was thicker than before.
Feng Jiuer put down her long chopsticks, picked up a normal chopstick on the table, and dropped it on the seat.
"I'm really not welcome! It's so delicious. I should be able to eat three big bowls."
