The side hall in the small courtyard was prepared for Ming Jiuge's meal, but sometimes she was too lazy to go there alone, and everything was done in the room.
But today is different. There are a lot of people coming, and the weather is cold and you can’t sit outside. This hot pot tastes great, so it’s better to sit in the side hall and eat well. Ming Jiuge doesn’t want to sleep with the smell of hot pot in a bedroom.
"Yes."
"Wanwan, you find a few people to take all the food to the side hall, and then order people to call your parents and eldest brother to come over for dinner."
"Yes, the slave and maid will go now."
Wanwan leads his life.
After all the orders were given, Ming Jiuge went to the warehouse with confidence and took a bag of sour plum soup noodles from the space under the name of the warehouse.
How can you eat hot pot without sour plum soup
After taking it, Ming Jiuge left the warehouse and handed the sour plum soup powder to the servants in the yard.
"This is sour plum soup noodles. You boil a pot of water to brew it, and then put it in cold water to keep you cool.
"Yes, the slave and maid will go now."
"Ok."
There was food and drink. This time I was really busy. Ming Jiuge returned to the bedroom, changed into a comfortable, lighter dress, and then went to the side hall.
Due to the sudden drop in temperature, the warm air had already been burned in the side hall, which directly blocked the cold air, and it was very warm.
Ming Jiuge sat down contentedly. At this time, the cook came back with the small stove. Ming Jiuge was busy instructing people to put the mandarin duck pot on it.
The fire in the small stove burned very vigorously, and the bottom of the pot was boiled in a short while, making a'gurgling' sound, accompanied by a charming fragrance.
With the boiling of the bottom material, the aroma became stronger and stronger, and it floated directly out, and the whole small courtyard was filled with a tempting hot pot smell.
Mingluan Peak, Shangguan Wanruo, and Ming Qingzhan came hand in hand, and they smelled this charming fragrance before they even approached the courtyard.
"It has a strong chili flavor, but it's not pungent at all, and it's also very attractive. What is Jiuge preparing for delicious."
Ming Qingzhan said with a smile.
"This dead girl likes to toss some weird things right now, wait and see, the food she prepares for a while must be something we have never eaten before."
Although Shangguan Wanruo complained, the smile on her face was not reduced by half.
"Hahaha
Ha, I thought Geer was just talking, and never had any hope. Now it seems that I underestimated my daughter. "
Mingluanfeng laughed a few times.
Shangguan Wanruo: "Your daughter has great abilities now."
"Master, madam, please come here, my lady is already waiting for you in the side hall."
Wanwan waiting at the entrance of the courtyard hurriedly greeted the three of them and led them to the side hall.
The door of the side hall was not closed, but the back cover was lowered, so that the cold wind could not enter, but the smell in the room could escape.
The three of them walked in one after another.
Hearing the movement, Ming Jiuge raised his head and looked at the three neatly dressed people in surprise.
"Daddy, brother, what do you wear so grandly? It's just a simple meal, you are too exaggerated."
Ming Jiuge can't laugh or cry.
She is distressed about these clothes. After eating, she will definitely smell of hot pot, and she will definitely take off some of them when she goes back.
"It's the first time my daughter makes something for Dad to eat. Dad naturally has to dress more formally so that he can show respect for you."
Ming Luanfeng replied solemnly.
Shangguan Wanruo and Ming Qingzhan nodded afterwards.
Ming Jiuge is helpless.
"Then sit down, I'm all ready, come, I will teach you how to eat."
"it is good."
The three took their seats one by one, and Ming Jiuge demonstrated almost all the food.
"Look, the operation is actually very simple, you only need to control the time it takes for each food to be cooked."
Ming Jiuge put down his public chopsticks and watched the three arrive.
"This thing is novel. I have never seen such a way of eating it. I can recognize the old hen soup here. The spicy soup here is not pungent but very tempting. what."
Ming Qingzhan analyzed.
"With these ingredients, he can cut the meat so thinly. This man must be very skillful with knives. And these foods, I have never seen them before."
After eating such a meal, Ming Qingzhan felt as if he had become a bumpkin from the countryside, many of which were things he didn't recognize.
"That's right, there are a lot of things in it that are provided by Jumbo Pavilion, so you haven't seen it before. You have a good food today, move on.
Chopsticks! "
Ming Jiuge said with a smile.
Hearing the three words'Zhenbaoge', apart from Shangguan Wanruo, Mingluanfeng and Mingqingzhan were all stunned. They still didn't know about Mingjiuge's cooperation with Zhenbaoge.
They deliberately asked, but now is not the best time. They can only put the matter behind.
"Okay, then you're welcome, let me try this spicy soup!"
Mingluanfeng's technique was slightly unfamiliar, and he took a piece of meat roll and brushed it twice in the spicy pot. After the meat was not bloody, he picked it up and placed it in his bowl.
"Father, wait a minute, there is a bowl that I have prepared for you to dip and eat."
Ming Jiuge divided the small bowls around him in front of the three, each with two, one not spicy and the other slightly spicy. It can be said that the preparation was very thoughtful.
"This is spicy, this is not spicy, it will taste better if it is dipped in the ingredients."
"Okay, let me try!"
Mingluan Peak dipped it in hot sauce without hesitation. He is a person who loves spicy food, especially stationed at the border all year round, where the hot water poured out during the coldest time can instantly turn into ice, which shows how low the temperature is.
In that cold place, the ordinary padded jackets can no longer protect, and it is so cold that it is difficult to sleep at night, so everyone will drink a sip of strong alcohol or dry a chili before going to bed to warm up their bodies.
In this environment, Mingluan Peak has changed from a man who never eats spicy food to a man who loves spicy food like his life.
The fat and thin lamb rolls are served with the delicious aroma of hot sauce in one bite, leaving only a sense of satisfaction.
Mingluanfeng was still a little uncomfortable when it was first sent to the entrance, but the more I chewed, the more I liked it.
"Delicious! Not bad!"
In the end, only a series of compliments were left.
The recognized Ming Jiuge laughed.
"Something that makes Dad feel so delicious, then I have to try it too."
Ming Qingzhan followed closely behind.
"Not bad!"
There was no suspense, and once again received compliments.
Ming Jiuge put his gaze on Shangguan Wanruo's body, and in the end Shangguan Wanruo didn't eat it.
"Mother, don't worry, your body has just recovered. Just eat the clear soup here. Before eating, I will give you a bowl of soup to warm up your body."
This clear soup is stewed by old hens who eat Linggu and drink Lingquan, and it is simply a perfect tonic.
(End of this chapter)