Cheng Muyan is so greedy now that she doesn't want to go anywhere. She is already sitting on the edge of the table with a small bowl of ingredients, waiting for the pot to be cooked. The smell is so greedy that it makes the big man's stomach ache.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu" urged.
Qing Huan glanced at the pot here and estimated that there were still a few minutes left before the pot could be boiled, so she went to Cheng Mo Dao's side to help.
Anyway, we don’t lack this little time, it’s time to start dinner soon.
I don’t know if they were inspired by the aroma, but the people on Guoguo’s side became particularly agile in their work. The movements of putting the meatballs into the pot were almost waving afterimages, which made Qing Huan speechless. This was enough.
Work hard!
However, when he saw the greedy faces of several people, who seemed to have green eyes, the culprit, Qing, tilted his head in embarrassment and coughed lightly, not wanting to disturb others from smelling the aroma of the food.
Finally, they picked up two wooden basins of meatballs. Qing Huan and the others did not put them into the box again, but carried them to the wooden shelf next to the dining table to prepare hot pot.
At first, I didn’t add anything else to the pot, but just ate the tender and delicious chicken pieces, shiitake mushrooms, konjac and other cooked ingredients hidden in the bottom of the pot.
Clean the bottom of the pot with a large bowl, and then Qing Huan scooped a lot of chicken and mushrooms into the clay pot and started cooking it.
Others dipped in their favorite condiments and ate the spicy and refreshing pot bottom. Cheng Modao and Bai Zelin even had to go to the big pot for making meatballs and watch over them while eating, "Hula."
"La" while eating, I was waiting for the pot of meatballs to solidify.
From time to time, I gently push it with a spoon. When it's almost done, I finish the remaining food in a few big mouthfuls, put the bowl aside, and start to take advantage of the cooked space at the bottom of the pot to pour boiling water over it. It's almost cooked.
The meatballs were scooped into the large wooden basin next to it with a few swipes of a large colander, and then they were wrapped in the meatballs in an orderly and efficient manner and put into the water.
Using two porcelain spoons to wrap each other's meatballs was fun and enjoyable. After Guoguo finally finished eating the bottom of the pot, she ran to "help" with Bai Zelin and Cheng Modao.
The brushing action looks quite interesting.
Then...then Qing Huan brought them two more large wooden basins of minced meat.
Various condiments are evenly distributed in the freshly minced meat. Even if it hasn't been put into the pot yet, it still smells surprisingly good.
Of course, if the minced meat shakes a little less, you can directly use it to make dumpling fillings and steamed bun fillings.
There is still a lot of meat left, and Qing Huan plans to save it for the last time and mix it with other ingredients to make fillings of various flavors. Of course, they are all the flavors they like to eat and the ones they don't like.
It definitely won't happen.
Cheng Muyan watched their work for a while, and when he saw that the pot was boiling, he quickly called the people back and continued to divide the bottom of the pot. Each person scooped up a large bowl, while Qing Huan put all the chicken pieces and mushrooms in the big clay pot.
After putting it in the pot, Cheng Modao and the others were already eating with the bowls in hand and continuing to do their work.
Cheng Muyan slowly ate the food in the bowl, breathing in the heat as he chewed on the tender and fragrant chicken. His eyes were already staring at the pot again, calculating how long it would take before he could eat another pot.
After this pot is finished, you can only cook the vegetables yourself and eat them. You can't wait to eat the ready-made ones.
Moreover, Cheng Muyan looked at Cheng Mo Dao who was still working in full swing, and she felt that she would be a little busy soon.
Because, there are a lot of people waiting for her to help cook hot pot!
Yaoshou!
After dividing the remaining bottom of the pot, Cheng Mo Dao and the others took the bowls and hurriedly went back to look at the meatballs and other foods to eat. Cheng Muyan was not idle either. He put whatever food on the shelf was delicious as he saw it.
After putting a big pot full of it, I started to add chicken pieces and dipping sauces to start eating.
When scooping out the meatballs, only Cheng Modao is needed. When making the meatballs, there are four of them. Qinghuan will go over from time to time to get two wooden basins of minced meat and bring it over. Other times, he is not busy. Every time when picking up vegetables
These people can also take turns carrying bowls and picking up vegetables.
Cheng Muyan: "..."
As for that?
Once again, a lot of beef slices, mutton slices, tripe, and shrimp were thrown in. Cheng Muyan looked at the pile of food that he had picked out with quick eyes and hands, picked up the top piece of mutton roll and put it in the dipping sauce.
Dip it, then...then feed it into your mouth.
Yummy, wori!
She knew that the various ingredients in the project had never let her down, hehe!
This big bowl was food for her and Qing Huan, and the rest was snatched away by Cheng Mo Dao, Guo Guo and Bai Zelin.
After Qing Huan placed the minced meat in the two large wooden basins next to Cheng Mo's knife, he casually glanced at the pile of food in his bowl and returned to the dining room without caring at all, carrying his own bowl.
Sure enough, as soon as the young man stepped into the dining room, the eyes of the little girl eating deliciously at the table lit up, and she immediately raised her hand to greet him: "Come on, come on, I've grabbed a lot this time."
Qing Huan walked over and sat down next to the little girl without looking away. Cheng Muyan had already pushed the big bowl of food in front of him for him to choose from.
Guoguo looked at the side with a sour look, then picked up the last two pieces of mutton rolls from the bottom of her bowl, rinsed them in her own dipping bowl, wrapped them up in one bite and ate them in her mouth.
I have it too, I don’t care about it! Humph!
Qing Huan ignored the angry look on the young boy's side and calmly picked out a chopstick of crispy and fragrant tripe and dipped it into the little girl's bowl: "I just ate my dipping sauce, which was very good.
Eat, you eat and see, right?"
If you don’t eat the food delivered to your door, you won’t be able to eat it!
Cheng Muyan decisively picked it up and ate it.
Sure enough! The dipping sauce prepared by the gourmet chef is exactly what I like!
Cheng Muyan finished the food with bright eyes, and reciprocated by picking up two hot rolled mutton slices, dipping them in her own dipping sauce and giving them to the other party. Her little mouth was red and she said: "You can eat this from me, it's delicious too."
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When Guoguo saw the two people exchanging food without anyone else, she felt even more angry, jealous, and vaguely aggrieved.
Can’t you all see? There is no food in the fruit bowl!
It's great that these two people are actually giving each other delicious food. You are so capable, why don't you put it in my bowl?
Cheng Modao finished cleaning up the food in the bowl and was about to grab it from the bottom of the pot to eat. He saw Qing Huan eating all the food in the bowl with a smile on her face. Her expression was so sweet, like a bear eating honey.