Rebirth of a CV Star

Chapter 42: hot pot

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Yan Mulin felt that he was the most reliable when it came to preparing hot pot. It's not that he has never eaten in restaurants outside, but the spicy food doesn't suit his taste very much. He probably retains the style of his ancestors and pays attention to table manners. , those explosive delicacies were put on the table, and Yan Mulin didn't have time to discover the delicacies. He hasn't eaten his favorite - spicy hot pot since he came here for nearly half a year.

The hot pot, which is light and watery, tastes so weak that it tastes like drinking plain water, can't be eaten by Young Master Yan. Can it be called hot pot if it tastes bland? Spicy, spicy, and numb are the representatives of hot pot. None of his favorites!

Some people may ask, as a voice actor, won't eating spicy hot pot ruin your throat? On the contrary, Yan Mulin is still enjoying it. Eating hot pot can also bring him inspiration. He has a few more different voices. Maybe God gave Yan Mulin a different treatment. He didn’t think there was anything wrong with eating hot pot before. No, later he found that the hotter he ate, the more he could change his voice, which was beyond the reach of others. Therefore, hot pot must be his favorite.

He didn't know what happened in the last life, but he still has to try. He is Yan Mulin, and Yan Mulin is him.

He found the nearest large supermarket to Shao Nuoyu’s home on the mobile phone navigation, and bought the most red hot pot base from it. He felt that it might not be spicy enough to satisfy his appetite, so he bought a large supermarket in the fresh vegetable section. Take the bright red Chaotian pepper, which is already the hottest pepper he found in the supermarket.

Under the strange eyes of a group of aunts and aunts, he directly tried three kinds of peppers, which was the hottest, but he didn't think it was spicy enough. In the past, in order to know how to eat the most numbing and hottest Sichuan hot pot, he I went to the hottest hot pot restaurant with a few friends. It was really spicy, abnormally spicy. It was so spicy that they burst into tears, and they ate it very refreshingly.

Hey, I don't know that it is only in the year of the monkey that he can find such a perverted hot shop in this world. In the future, he must visit regularly, become a regular customer, become a high-level VIP, and recharge his membership card, and he will get a 32% discount!

Yan Mulin didn't buy more vegetables and meat. Yan Mulin had inquired about the stock situation of Shao Nuoyu's house before, and it was said that he bought the fresh ingredients of the day. The portion tonight should not be enough for two people, Yan Mu Lin still bought some.

Although the number of individual dishes is not large, there are many varieties. Yan Mulin is not very picky about food. As long as he throws all the meat and vegetables that are pleasing to the eye into the cart, he will definitely be able to eat tonight.

When Yan Mulin was actively buying, Shao Nuoyu sat in the car and checked the bottles of stomach medicine that Pei Tezhu temporarily bought for him. It didn't matter to him if it was mildly spicy, but if it was too spicy, he had to consider his stomach.

Of course, he wouldn't know that what Yan Mulin actually wanted to eat at this time was the perverted spicy food, the horrific perverted spicy food.

After coming out of the supermarket, Yan Mulin drove a new sports car to the downstairs of Shao Nuoyu's house. According to the usual practice, Yan Mulin could not enter without a community pass, but with Shao Nuoyu's green light, he could enter the door without any obstacles. Turn around and give the security guard a sweet smile.

The nourishment of love is like this...

After Yan Mulin arrived at Shao Nuoyu's private villa, Shao Nuoyu had already taken the stomach medicine in advance and stood calmly at the door looking around. He was very happy to see this child, and he was the first child in his life. The first time I saw someone like this, as long as I saw his brows and eyes full of smiles, I felt at ease, and said that in his previous life, he felt that everything was wrong, so it turned out that he didn't find the right one, and he didn't find the one that matched the pit in his heart.

Now, found it.

However, after finding it, Shao Nuoyu did not push him too hard. This matter has to be done step by step. What he wants is not what we once had, but forever. No matter how much he likes Yan Mulin, he dare not It came too fast, don't scare the child, after careful calculation, his soul has lived for more than 30 years, and the child is only in his early twenties, and he still has a sense of stupidity.

At least that's what Shao Nuoyu thinks now.

After Yan Mulin took all the food from the car, Shao Nuoyu took his keys and parked his car in the garage.

After coming out of the garage, Shao Nuoyu suddenly asked Yan Mulin, "Why did you suddenly think of parking the car here?"

Yan Mulin looked left and right, and said after knowing that there was no one, "I don't have a driver's license yet, so I can't drive."

Shao Nuoyu was frightened into a cold sweat by his words, and was a little angry: "...you dare to drive without a driver's license!"

Yan Mulin looked at him innocently: "Didn't I send the car over for you to supervise?"

Seeing that the others were fine, Shao Nuoyu said, "Don't make an example. I won't report you to the traffic police this time."

Yan Mulin laughed and said, "Thank you, Your Royal Highness, Caomin obeys!"

Shao Nuoyu took half of the ingredients in his hand and said, "Start preparing our dinner."

Yan Mulin asked a lot: "Just the two of us?"

Shao Nuoyu affirmed, "It's just the two of us."

Yan Mulin raised his eyebrows, that's a good thing, no one will bother you.

The kitchen is big enough, and the hot pot utensils are complete, but there is no mandarin duck hot pot shape. Yan Mulin felt that he had asked Shao Nuoyu, and the other party said it was okay, so he believed it, and he believed it especially. He thought that men can be like He can also eat spicy food. Who knows that this Prince Shao Nuoyu has been carefully raised since he was a child. Before the age of three, his grandparents would not be willing to let him go to the ground, let alone eat hot pot, which looks unhygienic. His food is prepared by a special chef. He eats better than his parents.

It wasn't until later, when grandparents passed away one after another, and his mother left early, that Shao Nuoyu gradually stepped down from the altar full of immortality, and began to eat the diet of normal people, did he gain some popularity, commonly known as down-to-earth.

However, this down-to-earth job is not so easy to do. Shao Nuoyu's food is still exquisite, his basic necessities of life are still watched by special personnel, his living standard is still ridiculously high, and he occasionally goes out to socialize and eat something else. Everyone should remind him not to eat too much, otherwise his stomach will not be able to bear it. As long as he eats some unclean food, Shao Nuoyu's honest intestines and stomach can tell it. It doesn't work, it's a disease of the rich, and it can't be cured.

Today, Shao Nuoyu wants to challenge the tolerance of his stomach again, so he must hold on, brother stomach.

Yan Mulin, who was happily preparing dinner, didn't think so much, he was full of hot pot, hot pot, hot pot, spicy, spicy, whatever he wanted to eat.

The hot pot is placed on a high-tech multi-functional induction cooker. Yan Mulin first throws his cleaned Chinese prickly ash and a large handful of peppers into the pot, then puts in the hot pot base, and then pours red hot pot special butter into it. It's perfect, just waiting for the red hot pot to heat up.

Standing behind Yan Mulin with a plate of fresh mutton, Shao Nuoyu's eyes twitched. He silently put his free hand on his stomach and rubbed it first. This is called a warm-up exercise.

Yan Mulin turned around with a begging expression and asked, "Is it fragrant?"

Shao Nuoyu's god-like acting skills, the hand that caressed his stomach naturally rested on the plate, his smile was a little stiff: "Sweet." The smell made his stomach twitch.

After the two worked together, a table was full of dishes, and the room was filled with the strong aroma of hot pot.

Gululu~~

Gululu~~

Gululu~~

The water in the pot boils, you can put the meat and vegetables in the pot, and you can eat after boiling.

The sauce is prepared by Yan Mulin himself. One is extra spicy, with a strong aroma of sesame oil, chili oil, chili, garlic, and salt, and the other is not spicy, with the taste of garlic, shallot, and sesame oil. Two people can choose to use it , Shao Nuoyu decisively chose the latter because... it's not spicy.

Remove the lid.

Gudong.

Yan Mulin stared at the boiling water and salivated.

He said that he will cook the hot pot tonight. When he first put the meat slices in the pot, after a while, the first cooked lamb slices were placed in Shao Nuoyu's bowl: "Taste the taste of my cooking." So, fortunately, this is in your house, my house is often not occupied, and the utensils are not as complete as yours."

Shao Nuoyu looked at the sliced meat placed in his bowl, and it smelled really spicy, especially pure, not mixed with other messy smells, with the mentality of a strong man who regards death as home, Shao Nuoyu's sauce in front of him The material is dipped, and then the meat is sent to the mouth.

(⊙o⊙) Oh!

Delicious…

Very delicious…

so authentic...

A few good words popped into Shao Nuoyu's mind. He didn't expect that the hot pot that he hid the farthest in the past could be so delicious, it was even more delicious than other delicacies he had eaten, what French snails, what British Looking up at the starry sky, Buddha jumping over the wall, and state banquets, they are not as delicious as hot pot.

After taking the first bite, Shao Nuoyu swallowed the meat whole. Even so quickly, he tasted the deliciousness, and the fragrance remained in his mouth, numb, spicy, and his teeth were full of fragrance.

Yan Mulin was looking forward to spit out a few words of praise from Shao Nuoyu, but Shao Nuoyu did not speak, but proved with actions that he really likes the hot pot cooked by Yan Mulin. Water hot pot is not so hot and exciting!

"I'll continue to cook the meat myself, don't worry about me, eat more."

"Yeah." Yan Mulin was actually quite satisfied watching others eat what he made, which would make his empty and lonely heart very fulfilling.

Of course he didn't know that in the past, everyone took care of the prince's stomach when eating outside. The hot pot has always been filled with various nutritious soups, and there are tonic ingredients rolling around in it. Where has he ever eaten such a crude spicy hot pot

It's so spicy.

Now that Shao Nuoyu started to eat, Yan Mulin, who was drooling all over the floor, enjoyed eating even more.

The two of them were sweating profusely from eating. Halfway through eating, they turned off the air conditioner in the room, opened the window to let cold air in, and blew it on for ventilation. They were not too hot.

With a fiery beginning, there will be a messy ending.

The spicy hot pot is so delicious that Shao Nuoyu almost failed to keep his elegant image as a prince. Fortunately, Yan Mulin didn't pay attention at all. Tender is the most fragrant, which angle soup or meat is the freshest, it is simply delicious in the world.

tasty!

The reserved Shao Nuoyu was a bit full tonight. When he came back to his senses, the two of them had already eaten all the dishes washed tonight. Their fighting strength was really comparable to that of a big man on a construction site. Their appetites were so good. .

It was a bit late when they finished the hot pot, and they drank some wine to enliven the atmosphere between them, and they didn't drive after drinking, Shao Nuoyu invited Yan Mulin to stay, the suitcase was still in the car, Yan Mulin He lived in Shao Nuoyu's private house without persisting for a minute, anyway, it's not the first time, just get used to it, just get used to it.

I hope to get used to it in the future, and it will be logical and so on...

Tonight Shao Nuoyu is not as unprepared as last time, the guest room has already been prepared by the nanny, and Yan Mulin can rest directly after taking a shower.

The mess in the restaurant didn't like them to deal with it. Shao Nuoyu's bodyguards who had been outside for a long time went out to clean it up in person. They were quick and well-trained. It seemed that the bodyguards did a lot of housework, and they had all kinds of martial arts.

Seeing the bright red hot pot soup, the bodyguards sniffed, and worried about Prince Nuoyu's incomparably precious stomach.

However, what the bodyguards and Shao Nuoyu worried about did not happen. Yan Mulin was too tired from work during the day, had enough food and drink, took a comfortable bath, said good night to Shao Nuoyu shyly, and went to bed. Talking at night while holding candles, watching the moon and reciting poems are interesting things, for the two supporting protagonists, there is no need for the time being.

Besides, after eating, Shao Nuoyu was worried about his gastrointestinal problems, and was afraid of exposing himself in front of Yan Mulin, so he didn't dare to continue chatting with others, chatting, talking about love. No one wants to have such an embarrassing situation that when you go out to play with your loved one, you are at the end of the game, you have a bad stomach, and you want your loved one to fill the playground with you to find the bathroom.

For the sake of his future reputation, Shao Nuoyu was unwilling.

However, Yan Mulin is really tired. Every day he gets up early in the morning to deal with the crew, in the afternoon he has to deal with the Sheng family brothers, and in the evening, he buys vegetables and cooks hot pot. He is so tired that Shao Nuoyu looks at him. Feeling tired, let him sleep well, let's have a good chat tomorrow. I'll make breakfast for you, steam your favorite steamed buns, and shredded chicken porridge.

Worried about this broken stomach problem, Shao Nuoyu fell asleep only in the middle of the night, and it's really strange and strange that they are safe and sound.

However, the next morning, Shao Nuoyu got up late, and Yan Mulin got up early to run and exercise on his treadmill, feeling very energetic.

When Shao Nuoyu got up, he was still a little sluggish, probably because he slept too late last night. He turned around and was about to go into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the two of them.

Suddenly, Yan Mulin got off the treadmill and stopped him: "Nuoyu..."

Shao Nuoyu touched his sweaty head, and he was not afraid that his white hands would be stained with the other party's sweat. He found that Yan Mulin looked at him a little strangely: "Morning. Why are you looking at me like this?"

Yan Mulin tugged at the corners of his mouth to hold back a smile, and said, "I just think you're pretty, so take a second look."

Shao Nuoyu flicked his forehead and said, "I'll make you breakfast."

Yan Mulin blinked and said cheerfully, "Okay."

After Shao Nuoyu turned around and entered the kitchen, Yan Mulin couldn't hold back and threw himself on the sofa to cover his mouth, laughing like a mad dog...

It wasn't until Shao Nuoyu and Yan Mulin finished their breakfast and returned to the bathroom to wear glasses that they realized why Yan Mulin had a strange expression in the morning.

Prince Shao Nuoyu, who has always been mild-tempered, yelled at someone who had already packed his luggage and was about to escape: "Yan Mulin, come back!"

Yan Mulin who quickly closed the car door waved to him, urging the driver to drive quickly.

That's right, Prince Shao Nuoyu, who is a little short-sighted, didn't have any stomach problems last night, but his physical condition is not as good as ordinary people's.

The spicy hot pot still left a deep impression on him.

It was a pimple with bright color, perfect appearance, smooth lines, round and plump, growing on the center of the eyebrows, resembling a beauty mole.

According to Yan Mulin: Wang Zi, acne is different from others, very beautiful.

However, he dare not say...