Genius Doctor Peasant Girl Chapter 444: The true meaning of hot pot
Chapter Four hundred and forty-four the true meaning of hot pot
Dugucheng listened attentively to the conversation at the adjacent table, and only then did it know that this restaurant was under the name of Princess Yao, so it's not surprising!
It is estimated that only a strange woman like Princess Yao in this world can come up with such a novel food.
However, Prince Dugu was a little surprised by the people's respect for King Yao.
Although I have heard a lot from other people's mouths before, but when I really see such a situation, my feelings are still different.
However, considering the strength of King Yao and the benevolent government implemented after King Yao captured the Huns this time, Prince Dugu also understood this situation.
It seems that this King Yao is really a popular person, maybe in the future...
"Young master, what are you thinking? Hurry up, the second said, this barbecue will taste even better with this sauce, can you try it?"
Jin Qiu looked at the prince in a trance several times today and said softly.
"Ah, well, you can eat it too, and taste the food of the richest capital in the world." Prince Dugu nodded and said to Jinqiu with a smile.
Prince Dugu has always been low-key and kind, and Jin Qiu didn't hesitate to bake a lot of dishes in front of the prince, and then he continued to bake for himself.
"Yes! It's really delicious, Jinqiu, you can try it." Prince Dugu put a chopstick of barbecued meat into his mouth with some sauce, and said in surprise.
"Okay! Young Master, you need to eat more." Jin Qiu put some into the Dugucheng bowl.
A meal filled the stomach, and the two masters and servants continued to wander the streets again.
There is no sense of disobedience in that way. It seems that the two of them don't seem to be here for peace talks at all, and there is no sense of dull and tense in them.
"Young Master, look at this..." Jin Qiu became more active at this moment, and the little thing on the stall earlier shouted.
After Chunfeng and King Yao had eaten and returned to the mansion, there was an attendant reporting that the new messenger from Liaodong had arrived.
But I didn't come to see the prince for the first time, but went shopping.
This makes Baili Mochen feel fresh.
"Don't worry about him, let him go shopping!" Baili Mochen waved lightly.
"Yes, my lord!"
Don't talk about peace talks, go shopping first, this Prince of Liaodong is a bit interesting.
Baili Mochen stood in front of the study window, talking to himself.
Since the spring breeze came back from Piaoxiangju, the kitchen of the palace has been smelling fragrance from time to time, and the smell has been wafting from the back kitchen of the palace to the front yard.
It made everyone greedy for a while, thinking that this mansion has a new cook? The craftsmanship is so good?
Baili Mochen finished his official business in the study, and was ready to return to Ziguang Garden. He just went out, and when he smelled the fragrance in the yard, he guessed that the spring breeze must be doing something new.
He lifted his feet and walked towards the kitchen in the backyard. The closer he got to the kitchen, the stronger the aroma.
Smell from a distance, it's just a pure fragrance, the more you walk in, the more spicy and fragrant you feel.
In this cold winter day, Baili Mochen's throat suddenly had a hot feeling.
"What is this?" Baili Mochen asked in a faint voice.
Looking at the spring breeze in plain clothes standing in front of the stove, going back and forth, Baili Mochen felt as if he saw the spring breeze in Dahe Village a long time ago.
Although Chunfeng was still an immature girl at that time, a seed was planted in his heart, and it has flourished until now.
"This is our dinner, how about introducing you a fresh way to eat it?" Chunfeng smiled and turned to look at Baili Mochen, who was looking at himself.
"Well, it smells good, but is it a little spicy?" Baili Mochen frowned slightly.
It's not that he can't eat spicy food, but just looking at the red stuff in the pot, he somehow feels like his throat is on fire.
"Well, this looks a bit spicy, but it tastes really good. You'll know when you try it later."
Chunfeng looked at the attractive red color in the pot and couldn't help swallowing.
The winter in the north is really cold. It is a perfect enjoyment to eat a hot pot of hot pot in this cold winter!
Spring Breeze specially brought a good thing, lamb!
Eating hot pot mutton in the evening, thinking about the taste of the spring breeze is beautiful, don't want it.
In the winter of the past life, hot pot was a must-eat thing in the spring breeze, and now it is naturally indispensable.
"Well, is there anything I can do to help?" Baili Mochen couldn't help asking while watching Chunfeng busy.
"??" Chunfeng turned his head curiously, do you really know how to do things in the kitchen?
"I can do it." As if seeing the denial in Chunfeng's eyes, Baili Mochen added another sentence.
"Then wash this for me!" Chunfeng handed a handful of small greens to Baili Mochen uncertainly.
"Okay!" Baili Mochen took the vegetables from Chunfeng's hand, turned around, and went to the side of Shuitong to draw a basin of water to wash it.
Chunfeng saw that his movements were not proficient, but he did it well, at least much better than what Chen Lanlan did at the beginning, which made Chunfeng a little impressed.
"Is there anything else to do?" Baili Mochen handed the washed vegetables to Chunfeng, looked at her blankly, and said again.
"Huh?" Chunfeng was a little distracted, but he suddenly recovered from this question.
He looked down and saw that the soup in the pot was almost cooked, then raised his head and said, "No, you go back to the room first, I'll ask Pengyue and Hanzhu to bring these to our yard. "
"Well, okay, I'll wait for you!" With a light smile, Baili Mochen turned around and walked back.
Eating a hot pot of hot pot makes me feel very comfortable after indulgence. It seems to be a feeling that I haven't seen for a long time.
"Is it delicious?" Chunfeng asked Chao Baili Mochen, sticking out his slightly hot tongue.
"Well, it's delicious, it's just slightly spicy!" Baili Mochen said, holding back the spicy tears that were about to flow out, maintaining an elegant eating image.
Didn't you say it tastes good when it looks spicy? But why now he feels that his tongue is almost not his own, but he still can't stop wanting to eat?
"Hahaha, what's mildly spicy, is it super spicy? I can see the tears in your eyes." Chunfeng said with no kindness at all, but fortunately laughed unconscionably.
"..." Baili Mochen is holding back now, and doesn't want to talk at all, just watching Chunfeng smile smugly.
"Okay, I won't laugh anymore. In fact, this is obviously spicy, but it still makes people want to eat it. This is the true meaning of hot pot, you know?
It's like knowing that the road ahead is full of thorns, but still can't help but keep moving forward. "
Chunfeng has a different understanding of hot pot, as if eating hot pot is also a kind of spirit.
"Well, I do have such a feeling that I can't stop."
Baili Mochen savoured the spring breeze and nodded.