After eating the ingredients exchanged from Ling Rui and the others.
The live broadcast team and program team shed tears of disbelief.
This is obviously a difference in ingredients, right?
Crush it!
Sure enough, there are no good products on the market that are cheap! Where can I get real hand-cut materials?
A group of people were resentful.
Of course, Ling Rui and the others have nothing to fear.
All the beef has been eaten, and even the various meatballs have been put into the pot. As the red soup boils, the tofu that has been put in has been cooked very soft, and there are already holes inside, absorbing enough of the soup.
Ling Rui picked up a piece of old tofu, blew it in, then bit it gently, and the soup overflowed.
"This tofu looks delicious." He Jiong took a bite, "The inside has been cooked out and the volume has expanded!"
"I've sucked up enough soup!"
"Originally, I only wanted to eat meat." Jiang Shan coughed lightly, "Then I discovered that this tofu is also quite delicious."
Li Na rolled her eyes, "Now we only have mutton rolls. When we get the mutton rolls, we can have hot pot Sambo."
"OK."
He Jiong smiled and ordered three plates of mutton rolls at once.
Just over ten seconds.
The meat changes color.
The fragrance wafts out.
"The aroma of beef is mixed with the aroma of mutton, which is very rich." Zhang Yijie swallowed his saliva and looked at the hot pot, "I think the two brothers who didn't come today are really at a big loss."
"It's a loss." Several other teenagers also nodded. They were very satisfied with the hot pot, but they were afraid that it would not be enough, and they couldn't stop using their chopsticks.
"The thing is, it's not just the meat that tastes good."
Take the mutton roll out and put it in your mouth. It has another different kind of meat flavor, with rich soup, spicy, fresh and numb, which is extremely satisfying.
Soon, the mutton in the pot was gone again.
Seeing this, Ling Rui played three more games.
The meat on the table bottomed out very quickly.
After a few minutes, the mutton was gone.
But everyone felt that they seemed to have only eaten a little bit of food...of course not much, because there were so many people, and a plate of mutton was basically just one chopstick for each person.
"Eat some tofu and meatballs. Let's scoop them up first." Huang Lei said, "I'll make the tripe louvers or something later."
Everyone nodded.
"The meatballs are delicious." Peng Peng bit into one meatball and said, "I drank enough soup! I'll go, it's so good!"
“Three kinds of meatballs, all delicious!”
"This is handmade!"
"It's not a joke!"
"Do you really think that the mukbang you yearn for is just for fun?"
Others also spoke, sighed, and ate wildly.
"I heard that there are specialties in cooking duck intestines with hairy belly and yellow throat." Huang Lei said with a smile, "I think everyone knows this, right?"
"Uh-huh!"
"But, it's a bit troublesome, 14 pairs of chopsticks, up and down, etc." He Jiong shook his head, "There are many of us, and if one ingredient is put into the pot, it will be gone soon, so I'm not worried."
"Having said that," Huang Lei said with a smile, "but netizens can't eat it."
"Look, this is a piece of hairy tripe. Obviously, the quality of this piece of hairy tripe is actually relatively average." Huang Lei picked up a piece of hairy tripe and let the hairy tripe shake in front of the camera.
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Studio.
Netizens are outraged again.
"Where did Mr. Huang's cute and cheap attributes come from!"
"Up and down!"
"How dare you talk about it!"
"Ouch! I won't watch anymore!"
"Don't watch anymore, let's go!"
"You guys upstairs should go!"
"I'd better dive."
…
Following Huang Lei's movements, the tripe was really bouncing around in the pot, and then he took it out. The tripe had more than doubled in size, but it still had some red juice, plus the beef rolls and mutton rolls that were added before.
, the soup in the pot becomes extremely fragrant, and at the same time, the ingredients in the pot absorb the full flavor of the meat juice.
Then, Huang Lei put the tripe into his mouth and nodded with satisfaction, "It tastes very good, so there is a reason for this ups and downs. If you are going to eat hot pot in the future, you might as well give it a try."
…
In the live broadcast room, some people were too lazy to cry.
But celebrities can interact with them directly, and there are still many people who answer questions.
"Okay, take out the notebook and write it down."
"Remember it."
"Go and eat now!"
"I really...can't stand it anymore."
"But why am I still watching!"
“Still watching +1!”
…
He Jiong couldn't stop smiling as he listened to the sound coming from the headphones. The live broadcast format is indeed very interesting because it allows for direct interaction.
"Everyone must eat on time. Friends who want to eat now should go quickly, otherwise, you may not be able to get a seat if you are late."
Every ingredient is extremely delicious with the addition of the bottom of the pot.
Ling Rui stopped his chopsticks, looked at the almost empty ingredients on the table, thought for a moment, and then said, "Everyone, are you full?"
"Hmm... I feel like it's not enough." Peng Peng said, immediately attracting the approval of the young people.
"It's not enough."
"There are a lot of people. Each person only has one chopstick, so it seems like there's nothing left."
"Yes, I've eaten all the noodles...but I still feel like I'm not full!"
"There are still eggs in the refrigerator, let me go and take them out." Ling Rui stood up and spoke.
Everyone:......
Are you already so miserable that you have to eat eggs?
"Okay, get more." Huang Lei nodded and just ate a small green vegetable.
"Okay." Ling Rui immediately walked into the house and took the eggs.
"Fortunately...we don't have people with high uric acid..." Jiang Shan sighed, "otherwise, if I eat like this, I won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."
"Hahaha, fortunately, they are all young people. So audience friends, if you are feeling unwell, don't eat too much. Your health is still important." He Jiong laughed and finished eating his bowl.
Rolling noodles, "The hand-rolled noodles made by Xiao Rui still taste super good! Why do I feel like I only ate a little bit?"
"Maybe I'm hungry." Peng Peng touched his stomach and answered.
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"Master... let's order hot pot too?"
"You go to the kitchen to make arrangements. By the way, there's a little more meat, not too little. I'll take an extra pill."
"Okay, Master."
The middle-aged man with a slightly dark complexion looked at the live broadcast screen and these celebrities, and naturally knew that the expressions of these celebrities were not fake. The most important thing about a hot pot was indeed the recipe for the bottom of the pot, which is sold on the market.
It was just the bottom of an ordinary butter-red pot, but it was eaten by them to another level.
This was something he didn't expect.
Watching Ling Rui cut meat rolls in the afternoon was something he didn't expect.
Ling Rui's knife skills were even better than he imagined, and even surpassed him.
At this time, he began to think about whether he could win his provocation.