Let You Open A Cafeteria, And All The Students Have Become Martial Arts Saints?

Do it yourself?

What do you mean?

A group of people looked at the sincerity blankly, they don't know how to cook.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Xia Cheng said angrily:

"I haven't eaten hot pot before. Prepare what you want to eat yourself. The base of this pot is enough for you to use for a few days."

"The butter pot in the middle can increase qi and blood and improve strength, the mushroom soup pot on the left can repair injuries, and the spicy pot on the right can restore true qi."

"If you want to eat, go to Teacher Song and ask for it. For vegetables, I have left a lot for you in the kitchen.

The Mr. Song he was talking about was in charge of the logistics. Thousands of eyes fell on Mr. Song in an instant, causing him to take two steps back in a panic.

What kind of eyes is this damn, I am in charge of the ingredients, but I am not the ingredients!

Restrain yourself, bastard!

Taking this opportunity, Xia Cheng also slipped away with Ning Weiwei and others, and called Ding Yiyao and his daughter.

Hot pot is lively only when people eat it.

Qin Lie noticed their small movements with sharp eyes, he smiled and followed them.

In Xia Cheng's hut, two soup bases, one red and one white, were boiling in the mandarin duck pot, and white steam rose up, making the whole room hazy with smoke.

The ingredients on the table are also very rich, freshly cut beef and mutton, marinated spicy pork slices, hairy belly and yellow throat.

There are also various vegetables.

"Tsk tsk." Looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Lie didn't move his chopsticks, but shook his head regretfully.

"It's a great waste to have such a good dish without wine!"

Hearing this, he looked at him sincerely and suspiciously: "Did you smell it?"

"What?" Qin Lie was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed: "You kid still hides wine? Hurry up and take it out, the old man hasn't had a drink for a long time!"

It was only then that Xia Cheng realized that the old man just sighed casually and didn't notice it at all.

But there was nothing he could do if he said that he had leaked his words. He came to the bedroom and took out a sealed jar of old wine from under the bed.

Opening the upper mud seal, the mellow wine fragrance wafted out instantly, Qin Lie and Ding Chang loosened their throats at the same time.

Obviously, their wine has been seduced to serve.

"Drink less, don't have too much, just this jar."."

Xia Cheng warned that this wine was brewed after he cooked a meal for Qin Lie. The time was so short, it was no better than ordinary wine.

Because everything in the space ring is static, even if it is put in for a hundred years, there will be no change.

That's why he put it under the bed. When he returns to Rongcheng Wuhan University, the basement of his house can be converted into a wine cellar.

"Come, come, let's go." Qin Lie didn't care that he was the highest in the room, and quickly filled a glass for Ding Chang and Sincerity.

As for the other female dolls, it seems that they have no interest in wine.

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

Just after toasting, there was another knock on the door. Ding Yiyao went to open the door, and when she saw someone coming, she hurriedly shouted:

"Dean Hu, Dean Zhou!"

"Xiao Ding, are we not late?"

The two deans walked in very familiarly, and when they saw that the chopsticks had not been touched on the table, they smiled even more.

Sincerely sighed, they are all here, can they still be driven away?

I can only fill the tableware for two people.

Now, Liu Yao was a little restless.

Although Qin Lie's identity is even more special, the old man has always been the image of an ordinary old man next door, so he won't give people too much pressure.

But Hu Tianyuan and Zhou Renjie have always presented a majestic image, as students, they will definitely be cautious when seeing them.

Fortunately, after following Xia Cheng for so long, Liu Yao can be considered stable.

Several people had a drink, and after the spicy wine passed, they asked sincerely and casually: "You two are here, what if the beast tide comes again?"

"Isn't there still Zhao Ping and Wang Yue, they are enough."

Zhou Renjie didn't care, he picked up the cooked slice of meat and put it in his mouth, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The rich aroma of the bottom of the butter pot combined with the dipping sauce captured his taste buds in an instant, and the meat slices were still slightly crunchy and chewy.

For a moment, he couldn't care less about talking, and the chopsticks stretched out afterimages.

The others were not much better, and they picked their favorite ingredients and began to play.

A sip of wine, a sip of hot pot, these days the gods will not change.

Seeing Ding Chang eating red soup all the time, Qin Lie was furious.

"Brother Ding, don't eat such spicy food if you are so weak. Come on, the bottom of the clear soup pot is all yours, eat it quickly."

Most of the people here are not happy with spicy food, so almost no one touches the bottom of the clear soup pot.

Hearing Qin Lie's advice, Ding Yiyao was very moved.

Even she didn't notice these details, but Qin Lie actually noticed, and hurriedly persuaded:

"々Dad, what the principal said makes sense, you should eat clear soup and drink less alcohol."

After speaking, he took the wine glass in front of him.

The corner of Ding Chang's mouth twitched slightly, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

Only he understood why Qin Lie made him eat clear soup.

But hot pot is only enjoyable if it is spicy.

.........

At the same time, the outside of the house is also a scene of excitement.

Countless corpses of monster beasts were taken out, and they were cut into pieces, and the gaps were horrible.

Small bonfires rose up one after another, with small pots on them, exuding a tempting aroma.

It is easy for these students to kill people, but it is a bit difficult for them to chop vegetables. (Wang Hao)

But everyone was in high spirits, and the experience was nothing short of novel.

Boss Xia made the bottom of the pot, but they did the last step by themselves.

Rounding up, doesn't it mean that they cooked this dish together?

Rounding it up again, isn't that what they did themselves?

Starting today, we are also super chefs.

"Whoever has a knife, lend me one!" Su Yuan threw away the knife in a fit of anger, disgusted.

This shit is too difficult to use, and the cut meat can't be called meat slices, it's more appropriate to call it meat cubes.

Jiang Baqi threw a sharp knife over: "Help me cut some too! Make it thinner, not too fat!"

Su Yuan happily cut a piece of tenderloin, took a few more chickens, and then returned to the campfire, and said happily:

"Don't move, let you taste Chef Su's craftsmanship today!".