My wife is a sword god.

Chapter 39 The Birth of Hot Pot

In the evening, when it was time for dinner, the family came to the lobby, and even Lan Ningshuang and Xing Sheng were called over by Qin Feng.

"Your lady is not coming?" Qin Feng glanced at the entrance of the lobby, but did not see the beautiful white figure.

Lan Ningshuang shook her head, her lady's temperament was already cold, and with Wan Jianzong's accident, now Liu Jianli likes to be alone most of the time.

"Forget it, you can bring something to her later."

Lan Ningshuang wanted to answer, "Even if you bring it to Miss, she won't eat it", but when she got to the point of her mouth, she nodded silently.

"Feng'er, what on earth are you going to feed us, making it so mysterious?" Erniang was curious, as there was still nothing on the dining table at the moment.

Qin An rubbed his belly. As a martial artist, he already had an amazing appetite. With Xing Sheng's return, the two of them practiced a lot. At this moment, their chest was already hungry.

"Don't worry." Qin Feng smiled, then clapped his hands, and the servants outside the house heard the signal set in advance, and they all held plates of ingredients and brought them to the dining table.

There are many types of ingredients, including sliced ​​pork, thinly sliced ​​fish, cabbage, and tofu.
But everyone was even more confused, because these things were all raw!

"Feng'er, you have been tinkering in the kitchen for a long time, and you just let us eat these? And what is this big plate of fluffy skin?" Qin Jian'an stared at the dining table.

"Father, don't worry, everything is not ready yet." Qin Feng pretended to be mysterious.

As soon as the words were finished, a servant carefully placed the small fire stove for decocting medicine in the middle of the dining table.

Just as Qin Jian'an was about to ask another question, a burst of strong aroma came into the lobby, and after a while, two servants, one on the left and one on the right, were holding a large pot and placed it on the stove.

Everyone was curious, and looked into the pot with their probes, only to see that the red soup was boiling, and the aroma was overflowing, and there were many thumb-thick red fruits floating on the soup surface, and they didn't know what it was.

Lan Ningshuang naturally recognized that it was vermilion fruit, and the nostrils seemed to be filled with that pungent smell again!
Her appetite aroused by the aroma was instantly reduced by half, and she even began to plan in her heart, waiting for an excuse to find an excuse to get out first.

"Feng'er, what is this pot of red soup?" Er Niang asked with her head turned.

"This is the soup base I made today. You put the ingredients in and rinse it, and you can pick it up and eat it in a while." Qin Feng looked confident, but none of the people present moved their chopsticks.

This was also expected by Qin Feng, he picked up a piece of fish first, put it into the pot, stirred it a few times, and then picked it up again.

It melts in your mouth and is delicious!
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, still not moving.

"I almost forgot that I didn't take that thing." Qin Feng smacked his lips and shouted outside the room: "Qing'er, help me bring all those small dishes on the kitchen table."

"Okay, young master." Qing'er responded, and not long after, a plate of various small dishes was brought to the dining table.

Everyone saw Qin Feng pour a plate of pork into the pot, and after a while, he picked up the meat slices, dipped them in the sauce in the small dish, and put them in his mouth, showing a satisfied expression.

After so many repetitions, Qin An finally couldn't bear it anymore, and moved his chopsticks. When he hesitated to eat the first piece of pork, his eyes lit up, and the movements in his hands instantly accelerated. It was eaten by him alone.

"Brother, this thing is too delicious." Qin An mumbled while chewing on the pork in his mouth.

Hearing this, the rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally began to move their chopsticks, and then couldn't extricate themselves, only Lan Ningshuang stood on one side, looking at the vermilion fruit in the pot with awe.

Qin Feng saw her thoughts, handed over a bowl of hot tofu and said with a smile, "Try it."

"Grandpa, I'll forget it." Lan Ningshuang's expression was stiff.

"Just try a piece. If you're not used to it, I won't make it difficult for you. I'll order the people in the kitchen to serve you a bowl of noodles later."

"That's okay." Lan Ningshuang picked up a piece of tofu, looked at the red oil that showed adhesion, her expression was tangled, and she finally made up her mind to put the tofu into her mouth after letting out a breath.

The tip of the tongue is very hot, and it is delicious, tender and spicy, filling the entire taste buds.

"Hmm~" Lan Ningshuang's eyes were shining.

"How?" Qin Feng smiled.

"Delicious!" Lan Ningshuang left these words, and then joined the stormy army.

After eating the ingredients on the table, another plate was served, but no one moved the chopsticks for the thin fluffy meat.

Qin Feng didn't take it seriously when he saw this. In the past, people directly discarded this stuffed animal. Naturally, they didn't understand how delicious it was.

Pick up a piece, put it in the pot, stir it up and down, dip it in minced garlic and sesame seeds, and eat it.

The crunching sound made everyone stop their chopsticks and look over.

"Brother, what are you eating? It looks good." Qin An swallowed.

"This thing is the stomach of a bull. I also call it hairy belly. Second brother, eat more, it can replenish the blood in your body."

"Brave cow?!" A few people were shocked. It was a monster, with strong skin and thick flesh. Both bones and flesh are expensive things. Warriors love it the most. ?

Qin An was dubious, picked up a piece and put it in the pot.

"Be careful to move up and down, otherwise it will affect the crispy taste." Qin Feng reminded.

Qin An was taken aback when he heard the words, then followed suit, put it in his mouth, and started chewing. The crunching sound sounded again, and his expression instantly became very exciting.

"How?" asked the parents beside him, and Xing Sheng was also waiting for an answer.

"I have eaten so many things tonight, and I think this hairy belly is the best!"

When everyone heard the words, they moved their chopsticks one after another, with wonderful expressions on their faces, and within a short while, a large plate of meat belly bottomed out.

Qin Jianan couldn't stop thinking: "Feng'er, is there any more stuff called hairy belly?"

"There are, but there are not many of them. I will use the rest to revitalize Wangyueju as the treasure of the town store." Qin Feng vowed that this food is not only delicious, but also can enhance the blood of warriors. Sell.

When the rest of the people heard the words, they called it a pity.

"Uncle, what is the name of your table? Even in Fengtian City, I have never eaten such delicious food." Xing Sheng asked.

"I call it hot pot."

The dining table was cleared, and everyone left one after another rubbing their bellies.

Lan Ningshuang came to the pavilion in the lake with a small bowl, and said to the white-clothed man, "Miss, this is a hot pot invented by my uncle. It tastes very good."

Liu Jianli still looked at the bright moon in the lake, but did not respond.

Lan Ningshuang sighed, and this reaction was also expected by her. After stepping into the seventh rank, if a warrior does not condense his blood energy and turn it into energy, he can theoretically go without eating for a long time.

And after my young lady returned to Fengtian City from Wan Jianzong, she never ate anything.

Lan Ningshuang understood that this was a sign that the young lady was disheartened and wanted to give up the martial art
"Miss, I will put this bowl next to you. If you are hungry, you can eat some." Lan Ningshuang put down the small bowl and left quietly.

And not long after she left, Liu Jianli's Qiong Yao jade nose moved slightly, and she looked sideways at the small red soup bowl, not knowing what she was thinking.

Jinyang City, the city lord's mansion.

"What are you talking about, that guy Qin Feng is not dead?" Ye Heng was furious.

"Reporting to my lord, what this villain saw with my own eyes is absolutely true!"

"It's no wonder that the waste surnamed Wang will be abandoned by the Tang family. If we knew this, we should throw him into the wilderness and let him fend for himself!" Ye Heng slapped the table violently.

"Father, don't be angry, my son has another plan." Ye Luoting said suddenly.

"Oh? What's your plan?"

"Qin Jian'an, the Patriarch of the Qin family, has a restaurant called Wangyueju in Zhongcheng, which has suffered serious losses in the past few months, and has long been unable to make ends meet.

And as far as I know, a few days ago, they spent eight or nine out of ten of their family's money in order to buy a new house, and they were already stretched.

If we continue to lower the price of food in our restaurants, so that their Mochizuki House cannot receive business, we will definitely be able to drag down the entire Qin family, and then we will slowly figure it out! "

Ye Heng's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "Okay, it's a good plan, as expected of my son! If that's the case, I'll leave this matter to you!"

"Child take orders."

(End of this chapter)