When Meng Xiaoni woke up early the next day, Zhang Xiaoxiao and Lao Lu were waiting downstairs with a food box in their arms.
Meng Xiaoni hurried down to open the door for the two of them.
Zhang Xiaoxiao's mood was soaring to the sky. Seeing Meng Xiaoni happily, she said, "I went to order some seafood yesterday. Shall I have seafood hot pot tonight?"
Lao Lu cooperated on the side: "The ones that have been processed and sent over, just need to be cooked."
"Spicy." Zhang Xiaoxiao said euphemistically, "Slightly spicy, slightly spicy."
Meng Xiaoni nodded her head in agreement.
Zhang Xiaoxiao, a young man with artistic hair and beard, lost his rich, talented and literary personality just for one bite of food, and completely collapsed into a second fool who was keen on eating.
In the food box he brought, there are many local breakfasts that are famous in Fengdu, such as white bubble cakes and plain oil cakes. Meng Xiaoni took out a large jar of chili sauce, and several people finished the breakfast in the food box with the chili sauce.
Paoba is pure white. It is made by beating rice into rice milk, adding sugar and then fermenting. Whether it is steamed or baked, the aroma is very strong, just like the best steamed buns, with a sweet rice fragrance after one bite.
When Meng Xiaoni passed the vegetable market when she was a child, she always felt that it was delicious, but now she tasted it without the same taste as before.
Zhang Xiaoxiao ate a row of breakfast, and thought that the most delicious thing was chili sauce, so she secretly added a little more to her own bubble cake.
Lao Lu is a middle-aged man with a slight baldness, so he can't collapse, so he can continue to work after eating casually.
Dinner was going to be a big meal. Meng Xiaoni fried a small noodle for everyone at noon, signed for the seafood sent by Zhang Xiaoxiao, checked the recipe, and prepared to make spicy hot pot and milk tea ice powder.
Ice powder is very simple to make.
She first soaked a bowl of ice powder with ice powder, stirred it well and put it in the freezer for storage. Then she found some good tea at home, soaked it in hot water of 70 or 80 degrees, then added milk and sugar, stirred it evenly, let it stand at room temperature, and put it in the refrigerator.
Next, she will start processing the ingredients for the spicy hot pot.
Zhang Xiaoxiao sent someone to bring abalone, sea cucumbers as thick as her two fingers, and two types of tender fish that she didn't recognize at all.
Meng Xiaoni cut these into sections, cut into pieces, put those in the freezer into the freezer, and marinated to remove the fishy smell.
Then she sneaked out again to buy some small things.
These are easy to say, but for a novice in the kitchen, most of the steps are a little slower than for an experienced chef, so that Meng Xiaoni spent a lot of time tossing about the preparation of dinner.
Guifeng did not follow Meng Xiaoni today.
He was watching Zhang Xiaoxiao's painting of hell.
Zhang Xiaoxiao followed the key words "bright", "reincarnation" and "underworld" to paint the blue sky and yellow-greenish-brown soil. After embellishing it with a lot of similar paints, he stuck there.
At this moment, the young man's body is covered with the dye that he accidentally rubbed on, frowning, he wants to write, but hesitates.
Lao Lu was reading the draft on the side: "You originally wanted to draw the Styx River, didn't you?"
Zhang Xiaoxiao responded: "Well, but I always feel that I should add some white or something. And then red... I am thinking about whether to save a place to paint some manjusawa. It's just vulgar, I don't want to paint."
Lao Lu Yihui: "Your painting style is magnificent, and it is not appropriate to embellish it with manzhushahua."
When Zhang Xiaoxiao heard this, she immediately made a decision to throw away the Manzhushahua piece.
Lao Lu suggested: "Can you draw some boats? Or a hundred ghosts go to hell?"
Guifeng looked at the painting in front of him, which only painted the sky and the earth: "When the underworld was first built, the mountain fire broke out, and the magma broke through the bottom layer and flowed out in many ways. The magma flowed to the Styx River, and the two met. Mutual reduction. Later, the mountain fire was quelled, the magma cooled and turned into a dark reef, and the Styx River followed these paths and had a new branch in the underworld."
Both Zhang Xiaoxiao and Lao Lu looked at Guifeng.
This is not something that ordinary parrots can say, unless it is learned to imitate.
Guifeng raised her chin slightly: "I made it up. It's just that I prefer the natural landscape of volcanic eruptions."
Zhang Xiaoxiao kept silent, ran to the side to adjust the paint, and then continued painting directly on the wall with a pen.
Inspiration can't be stopped.
Lao Lu stared at Guifeng and thought for a while: "Guifeng, do you want to consider learning art? A parrot that can draw sounds like a gimmick."
Guifeng refused without thinking: "When the hotpot restaurant reopens, I will become a human being and work in the hotpot restaurant."
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Lao Lu choked, and said admiringly for a while, "Good ambition."
A parrot's ambition is to be a human being, and then to work in a hot pot restaurant.
Peerless.
Niubi.
Guifeng glanced at Lao Lu, then turned away: stupid human beings.
A painting that looks like a real hell was accidentally formed on the wall of Meng Xiaoni's hot pot restaurant.
Those present were completely ignorant.
Guifeng, the only one who knew, was only thinking about tonight's spicy hot pot and iced milk tea.
At about five o'clock, Meng Xiaoni cleared out a clean table and began to move food to the table.
First, she carried the bottom of the spicy hot pot up with a groan, and ordered the pot on the spot.
Then she put the processed seafood ingredients on the ice tray and served them one by one. Ice cubes can maintain the freshness of these seafood as much as possible and reduce the possibility of food spoilage in hot weather.
The ghost phoenix flew over Meng Xiaoni's head and followed her around.
Zhang Xiaoxiao and Lao Lu Maliu occupied two seats, waiting for the hot pot to open with calm faces.
Meng Xiaoni carried it around and brought out a tray with a porcelain jar and stacks of small things on it.
Finally, Meng Xiaoni moved out a kettle.
Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at the kettle: "Is this for soup?"
Meng Xiaoni put the kettle on the table: "This is milk tea. Keep the kettle warm."
Zhang Xiaoxiao has a question mark on her face, is the heat preservation for high temperature or low temperature
Lao Lu understood, and demonstrated to Zhang Xiaoxiao: "Milk tea ice powder! I know. I'll do it."
He opened the lid of the porcelain jar and threw in stacks of small things beside it: "Pearls, taro balls, red beans, sago, coconuts, barley, grain stars, chocolate rings, osmanthus syrup..."
After throwing away these things, Lao Lu turned on the kettle and poured the milk tea directly into the porcelain jar.
After pouring out all the milk tea, Lao Lu took a spoon and kept stirring it, then scooped out a bowl for Zhang Xiaoxiao: "Eat with hot pot, less spicy."
At this time, the spicy hot pot just opened.
The heat is wrapped in the aroma of chili, filling the whole room.
Guifeng jumped onto the table: "Get the hot pot."
Meng Xiaoni sat down, quickly served some hot pot ingredients for Guifeng, and then scooped up a large bowl of milk tea ice powder for Guifeng.
Seeing that Meng Xiaoni was so well-mannered, Lao Lu joked beside him: "You parrot has become a genius, do adults know what to do in the future?"
Guifeng tilted his head to look at Lao Lu.
Lao Lu used a very teasing tone: "Does Liaozhai know? The foxes and ghosts in it will repay their kindness with their bodies."
Guifeng looked away: "I will work for her."
This is truly a personal promise.
Meng Xiaoni patted Guifeng's little head in comfort: "Good boy."
Guifeng turned her head and pecked Meng Xiaoni's hand, then moved the bowl to the side, and started to eat.
Meng Xiaoni also took out her chopsticks and started eating.
Seafood hot pot has a unique umami taste of the sea than Maodu hot pot or beef hot pot. It's a pity that Fengdu is still a bit far from the sea. The freshest freshly caught seafood has almost no fishy smell if it is processed immediately and put into the pot.
The quality of the seafood brought by Zhang Xiaoxiao is not bad.
The meat is tender.
Meng Xiaoni dare not use a colander when cooking fish in a hot pot, because once it is cooked, the chopsticks will not be able to pick up the fish that is so soft that it melts in the mouth. Sea cucumbers are boiled for a period of time, and when bitten into the mouth, they are like eating chewy fudge.
Chewing a sea cucumber, the soup oozes out a little into the mouth, with seafood flavor and spicy taste. After chewing two sea cucumbers, the seafood taste becomes stronger, while the spicy taste fades away. After chewing three sea cucumbers, Meng Xiaoni felt that she had been sublimated.
It's nice to have money.
Meng Xiaoni was quite touched and gave herself an extra piece of sea cucumber. She really has never eaten such a big sea cucumber in a spicy hot pot.
While being moved, she also gave Guifeng an extra piece: Guifeng will still work for her in the future. This will be consciously told to others.
Phoenix can't say nothing, right
Guifeng ate two mouthfuls of seafood, and then two mouthfuls of ice powder, the spiciness in his mouth rose and then faded, and then rose and faded. Once the taste in your mouth is lighter, when you eat hot pot again, you will always be surprised that the hot pot is still delicious.
The palate is not numbing at all.
Not to mention that the hot pot is hot, and the ice powder is ice. One hot and one cold, it is refreshing.
Three people, one bird hot pot was eaten this time, and Meng's father and mother came back.
It was a bit late when Father Meng and Mother Meng returned home.
Before they arrived, they called Meng Xiaoni.
Meng Xiaoni made a special trip to pick up the two at the door of the store, took them in, and introduced Zhang Xiaoxiao who had dinner together.
Zhang Xiaoxiao greeted them politely, and asked the two elders if they wanted to have dinner together.
Meng's father and Meng's mother had already eaten, so they quickly waved their hands to decline, and then went upstairs to tidy up and go to bed early.
The two went out to play for three days and two nights, and they seemed to be in good spirits, with the grace and vigor that retired people should have.
Old Lu's family called to urge people, and he hung up the phone and planned to leave.
Of course Zhang Xiaoxiao has to leave too.
Meng Xiaoni sent the two of them away, and went back to her shop to clean up the dinner mess.
Guifeng was full of food and drink, and patiently walked and exercised on the table, walking from one end to the other, and then from the other end to this end.
Mother Meng put away her luggage and walked downstairs, only to see Meng Xiaoni busy.
She came over to help, and asked Meng Xiaoni meaningfully: "Little girl, this Zhang Xiaoxiao is still a student?"
Meng Xiaoni nodded: "Yes."
Mother Meng's next sentence continued with meaning: "Is that younger than you?"
Meng Xiaoni later realized that there was something wrong with this topic, and looked at Meng's mother in a daze: "Ah? Yes."
This time, Meng's mother was a little serious: "Then it seems a little bad to fall in love. Of course, the most important thing is that you like it."
Meng Xiaoni: "?"
While helping to clean up, Mother Meng taught earnestly: "When looking for a partner, you must find someone who can take care of each other. Unilateral care is not acceptable."
The more you say it, the more outrageous it is.
Guifeng couldn't listen anymore: "You are so young, what kind of love is it?"
Mother Meng was amused by Guifeng: "Little girl is already in her twenties, what do you know, little parrot?"
Guifeng heard this: "My age is measured in ten thousand."
Mother Meng laughed loudly: "Then you are quite old, little parrot."
Meng Xiaoni laughed out loud when she saw Guifeng froze suddenly.
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