After dressing like a waste of wood, I relied on dry food to reach the peak of my life

Chapter 63 Cooking Hot Pot

The three of Li Qingmeng got out of the carriage, only to feel that their field of vision widened in an instant.

A few people stood on a huge reef, looking around, there was boundless sea water.

The slightly salty sea breeze blows gently on the face. In the early autumn season, it only feels cool and pleasant, and even the turbidity in the chest is gone.

Li Qingmeng excitedly ran to the highest rock next to her, put her hands around her mouth to form a trumpet shape, and yelled loudly towards the sea: "Ah~~~ah~~~"

The strangeness and discomfort since time travel seemed to have gone with the wind with these presumptuous shouts. At this moment, Li Qingmeng felt truly integrated into the world in front of the natural beauty.

Seeing this, Xia Shu and Zhuge Su followed her example and shouted at the sea. After shouting, they all laughed.

The driver, who was about to drive the carriage away after collecting the money, couldn't help but smile knowingly when he saw the vented expressions of the young people, it's nice to be young!
After laughing a lot, Zhuge Su took out a small stove, put a pot on it, and prepared to prepare the bottom of the hot pot.

Li Qingmeng kept shouting from the side: "More peppers, more coriander, and a little more pepper!"

Xia Shu grabbed Zhuge Su's hand and jumped in a hurry: "No chili! No coriander!! No pepper!!! I want tomato and mushroom soup bottom."

Zhuge Su's two arms were held by a girl, pulling eastward and westward.

He said helplessly: "I can satisfy your demands at the same time, can you let me go now?"

Xia Shu let him go in disbelief: "Our two tastes are completely different, how can we be satisfied at the same time?"

Zhuge Su reached into the storage bag and took out, took out a mandarin duck pot, and put it in: "Half red soup, half clear soup, it's fine if you don't!"

Li Qingmeng was also happy, as expected of a chef, the props are really complete.

Satisfied, the two girls left Zhuge Su behind, and climbed down the rock hand in hand, and ran to the beach to pick up shells, while Zhuge Su boiled the bottom of the pot over a high fire.

After waiting for a while, the water boiled, and the spicy and delicious smell of the red soup was overbearing, and it floated out far away, even Li Qingmeng and Xia Shu could smell it, Li Qingmeng dragged Xia Shu back and ran back excitedly .

It's been a long time since I ate hot pot. She was really hungry. When she was in college, she would go out to eat hot pot with her roommates every week.

Li Qingmeng went back to the boiler, took a closer look, and saw that the surface of the red soup was covered with a layer of red peppers, and there were black prickly ash granules rolling in the pot with a layer of melted butter. The rich soup color makes the index finger move.

Xia Shu also followed, looking at the white soup base on the side of the clear soup with satisfaction, and drew the rising smoke towards the nose a few times with her hands, smelling the fresh fragrance of mushrooms, she inhaled a few times intoxicated.

Zhuge Su looked at the two greedy cats with a smile, took out three single tables and two chairs from the storage bag, and gave them to Li Qingmeng to sit down.

Then he took out a larger low table, came out with a basin of water, cleaned all the ingredients, cut them into plates, and placed them on the low table.

Every time Zhuge Su cuts an ingredient, Li Qingmeng and Xia Shu can't wait to pick up a big chopstick and cook it in red soup and clear soup respectively.

After processing all the ingredients, Zhuge Su began to prepare the dipping sauce for the three of them.

Li Qingmeng asked for an oil dish and a lot of garlic paste. When Xia Shu heard this, she wrinkled her nose in disgust and said, "Don't talk to me later, the garlic smells very bad."

Li Qingmeng sucked her saliva and said, "You don't understand the charm of mashed garlic, you are pitiful!"

(End of this chapter)