Life simulator, start with a maid

Weak and helpless, but able to eat.

Linlang tends to gain fat face in winter, and all the flesh grows on it.

Bisheng Qiubai sees beauty in the eyes of lovers, I don't think there is anything wrong with it, and I still like to feed it quietly.

With Zai and her good younger brother He Chu some time ago, her weight gain is fierce, and she has grown faster than in any previous year.

"Eat less recently, so that at the end of the year when the New Year's pigs are slaughtered, you will be taken away by mistake." Fan Dianshan was completely teasing a child.

The corner of Linlang's mouth twitched.

"Guozi, what does that look like? Soup?" The most serious Deputy Tang Shang finally brought the topic back on track.

"It's a bit like a hot pot. You can throw all kinds of ingredients down and eat it." Lin Lang tried to describe it as best she could.

Daqi only has a rudimentary form of modern hot pot, and it has not yet become popular.

But what could be happier than having a warm hot pot at a party in winter?

After all, this is what Murong Linshen wanted.Otherwise, the left sword and the right arrow, in the past, such a process every year is basically a secret meeting of mutual complaints and deficiencies.

"It's a good name." The tone went up in an instant.

Her stomach is now a bottomless pit, and she starts to feel sleepy if she doesn't eat.

Unable to resist the temptation of food, Lin Lang tried her best to keep her face as if nothing had happened, and when the handover ceremony was about to be completed under the table, those cold chopsticks came over again mercilessly!
And this time, kill two birds with one stone!
"Both of you, don't pretend that I really didn't see it!" Tang Shang's deputy took back the chopsticks with his right hand, and quickly scooped up the chopsticks with his left hand.

"Is Shangshi Bureau starving you?"

There are not many plates, and the arrangement is tall and has a sense of ceremony, which just meets the requirements of using less ingredients and having a high grade.

In fact, it is rabbit meat hot pot, but when she prepares to shabu-shabu, the five flowers are the main one, and the rabbit meat is the supplement.The bottom of the pot is also going to be replaced with a big bone of medicinal materials.

The only hot pot she had eaten in the restaurant in modern times was invited by the couple, but the process and atmosphere are still clearly remembered.

There are many disasters and disasters this year, one can imagine how much the emperor's ears will suffer.

At that time, she had no money and didn't go to the hospital for a checkup, but what was even more outrageous, she also had this old problem after time travel, and her physique seemed to be copied and pasted.

Deputy Tang Shang agreed.

Tang Shang's face was darker than the bottom of the pot.

It's just that this year it's inexplicably more serious, like a floodgate has been opened.

"Let's go on, let's see how to arrange the dishes." Deputy Tang Shang scored twice, and brought back the topic of running away.

"Wuxinpan, Jiaobai wine, sticky cake, jiaoya 饧, peach soup are necessary. Now that we have a pot as the main course, Linghua and I will take plum as the theme and arrange a few inter-dishes. It's almost done." Fan Dianshan took out a small notebook and started to fill in the work.

"Pinch people." In the blink of an eye, Lin Lang had already killed another one, clapped her hands and said, "The name of this dish is Suzhenyinshengbu."

"Hell, feed her, Deputy Shang." Fan Dianshan's heart softened, and he was successfully sunk.

"This, why does this sound a bit crude?"

"The main course, side dishes, and all the necessary ones are all there, and now there is a lack of one to watch the dishes." Mu Linghua gestured with one hand on it, and moved the other quietly under the table.

"No, when the time comes, we just need to arrange the ingredients on the plate to look good, and dishes like this need to be done by ourselves, so that the adults can keep their hands and mouths busy, so they don't have time to think about it."

Lin Lang clasped her hands on the corner of the table, opened her eyes wide and nodded.

Fragrant steamed buns!
She really didn't have enough to eat. Since modern times, she is prone to hunger and sleepiness every winter, just like a small animal that needs to hibernate.

Lin Lang's solution was very rough, instead of the delicate one in the past.

"So, you have to come together."

Steamed bun!

"There is still a difference." Lin Lang began to nibble on the third steamed bun, "The sugar man is bigger, and there is only one. But the voice of Suzheng is more delicate, but there are seventy pieces in one set."

"I'm serious!" Lin Lang reached out to take it and said, "Pretty-looking pastries are perfect for cooking."

But she also took her own pulse and was very sure that there was nothing wrong with her.And the original owner in memory has the same situation.

"Then what do you want to knead? Chicken and ducklings? It's for the purpose of looking at the dishes." In the past, most of the pastries were made of these, so it's no wonder that Fan Dianshan didn't take her words seriously at first.

"Then I'll leave this pot to you...does this dish have a name?" When I couldn't serve the dish, I really yelled that the pot was served.

"Oh yes, I heard that you made a big sugar figure to put on a show before." When Mu Linghua mentioned this, she became a little excited, "Could it be the same as before?"

"Don't eat a steamed bun, you have to knead the noodles." Fan Dianshan saw that she was eating vigorously, worried that she would choke to death, and ordered a bowl of porridge.

Lin Lang looked up from the plate at this moment, and said vaguely, "Here, I can make pasta!"

The point of Mu Linghua is to just throw the ingredients into the pot. After all, most of the banquet dishes in the past were cumbersome and complicated, and the process was troublesome.

After stuffing this steamed bun quickly, I got up and started preparing the soup base for the pot.

"Of course there is." Lin Lang could only honestly drink the remaining half bowl of porridge, "It's called the Pao Xia Gong."

Then his eyes lit up—

Hot pot, definitely!

"As the saying goes, a half-grown boy eats labor to death, but she is 17 years old and can eat you to death. It's not surprising."

Because of the pain in her hands, the Mu Linghua let go of the steamed buns that fell from her conditioned reflex, and they were firmly held in her hands.

"Seventy pieces!" Mu Linghua gasped, and couldn't help but widen her eyes, "One piece has seventy pieces, so you can't squeeze to death alone!"

But she has never been able to speak when she opens her mouth, and she still can't speak at this moment.

"You can try." Deputy Tang Shang has a longer-term vision, and understands the gold content if he can stop the mouths of those courtiers and let them eat a meal in peace.

"Eat quickly, and make some kind of pot after eating, so as not to turn around and say that the Shangshi Bureau has treated you badly and left you hungry."

Deputy Tang Shang, who was forced to work as a laborer and died, immediately turned darker.But he still hated the iron but handed over the plate of steamed buns and pushed them towards Lin Lang.

Linlang's clothes tightened, and she lowered her head subconsciously.

In an instant, the b grid disappeared.

Deputy Tang Shang also stood up.

"I'll definitely do it well!" Lin Lang said quickly, with only the plate of steamed buns in her eyes.

"We will help you prepare the ingredients. Is there anything to do with the ingredients?"

"The meat should be thinner, marinated with wine, sauce, pepper, etc., and the rest should be washed and cut, and then figured out how to arrange it so that it looks more and more beautiful."

After speaking, Lin Lang felt that she had the potential to be a profiteer.If this is in modern times, opening a hot pot restaurant would cost at least 100 million yuan.

"It's easier than I thought."

Fan Dianshan muttered and went to work too.