Xiao Yi tightened his heavy cotton coat and resolutely stepped out of the house. Just after he walked out for more than ten minutes, the extremely low temperature of 70 to 80 degrees below zero pounced on him like a ferocious beast.
The cold instantly penetrated through his layers of clothing and reached his body. He felt a piercing chill pouring down from the top of his head, as if countless ice needles were piercing his scalp, and then the cold quickly spread, reaching his brain.
With every step he took, the coldness penetrated deeper. Xiao Yi felt as if his head was stuffed into a huge ice cellar. The coldness tightly wrapped around his brain, and began to squeeze and sting mercilessly.
The pain was vague at first, but as time went on, it grew more intense, as if a pair of ruthless hands were tearing at his brain nerves. His forehead furrowed, his eyes narrowed in pain, and he couldn't help but clench his teeth tightly.
The whistling cold wind made the situation even worse, scraping across his cheeks like a sharp blade, making his already painful head even more uncomfortable. Xiao Yi felt as if his mind was frozen, with only the unbearable pain and the extreme desire for warmth in his mind.
In just over ten minutes, Xiao Yi was tortured by the terrible low temperature and his head hurt as if it was about to explode.
Xiao Yi felt so cold in the temperature of minus 70 or 80 degrees Celsius that his head hurt, and he almost ran all the way back home.
As soon as he entered the house, he didn't even bother to take off his heavy coat and went straight to the kitchen. He opened the cupboard, quickly took out a pack of hot pot noodles, and searched the refrigerator for various ingredients.
He lit the stove, and the blue flames leaped up happily. Xiao Yi poured an appropriate amount of water into the pot. While waiting for the water to boil, he deftly chopped onions, ginger, and garlic, and chopped up the frozen hot pot base for later use.
The water began to boil and bubble. Xiao Yi first put the hot pot base into the pot. The base quickly melted in the hot water, emitting a rich spicy aroma. Then, he threw the chopped green onions, ginger and garlic into the pot. The spicy smell instantly filled the whole kitchen.
Then, he put the noodles into the pot, and the long noodles danced in the boiling water. Xiao Yi also put the prepared ingredients, such as fresh vegetables, thinly sliced meat, and chewy meatballs, into the pot one by one.
The soup in the pot was bubbling, the red chili oil was floating up and down, and the ingredients were rolling happily in it. Xiao Yi kept stirring with chopsticks to ensure that every noodle, every vegetable leaf, and every piece of meat was evenly heated.
In a short while, a bowl of steaming, spicy, and fragrant hot pot noodles was ready. Xiao Yi couldn't wait to scoop the noodles out and bring them to the table. The rich aroma filled his nose, making him swallow his saliva. When Xiao Yi picked up a handful of spicy hot pot noodles with chopsticks and put them in his mouth, the first thing he felt was the smooth and springy texture of the noodles. Each noodle had fully absorbed the rich broth and bounced between his teeth, as if it had a fresh vitality.
As the noodles enter your mouth, a slight numbing spiciness first stimulates the tip of your tongue, like a leaping flame, instantly igniting the passion of your taste buds. Then, the mellow spicy flavor begins to spread in your mouth, like surging waves, assaulting your senses one after another.
The unique spice flavor of the hot pot base is also revealed, including the numbing taste of Sichuan peppercorns, the spiciness of chili peppers, the fragrance of star anise, and the mellowness of cinnamon. The flavors of various spices are perfectly blended, with rich and harmonious layers.
The fresh and tender green vegetables bring a touch of freshness in the mouth, dissolving some of the spicy stimulation, but are quickly conquered by the overbearing spicy taste, and are tainted with the rich aroma of hot pot.
The thinly sliced meat is tender and juicy. You can feel the delicate and full texture of the meat with every bite. The spicy flavor penetrates deeply into the texture of the meat, making its flavor more intense.
The chewy meatballs are another surprise. The chewy outer layer is filled with delicious fillings, and soaked in the spicy broth, they give off an intoxicating aroma.
With every bite, you can savor the wonderful blend of various ingredients. The spicy taste stimulates the secretion of saliva, making you unable to stop eating. Even though your forehead is slightly sweaty, you can't bear to put down your chopsticks.
After swallowing, the spicy aftertaste still lingered in the mouth, and a warm feeling came from the throat, as if the hot power could dispel all the cold and fatigue in the body, making people immersed in this incomparable delicious enjoyment. Xiao Yi sat at the table, enjoying the bowl of spicy hot pot noodles in big mouthfuls. As he swallowed mouthful after mouthful, his body gradually responded.
At first, only a few tiny beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, gleaming in the light. But as he ate faster, the beads of sweat became more and more dense, gradually converging into tiny streams.
His cheeks turned red, as if they had been burned. Sweat continued to flow down from his hairline, flowing over his eyebrows, some of which hung precariously at the ends of his eyebrows, while some of which slid directly into his eyes, irritating him so much that he had to squint.
The tip of Xiao Yi's nose was also covered with beads of sweat, which fell drop by drop with the rhythm of his breathing. His hair had long been soaked with sweat and stuck to his scalp.
Despite being sweaty from the heat, Xiao Yi's hands did not stop, and he continued to put the noodles into his mouth. His lips became red and swollen due to the spiciness, but he continued to chew, and every swallow was accompanied by a heavy breathing sound.
Sweat dripped down his chin and hit the table, forming a small stain. But Xiao Yi didn't bother to wipe it off. He immersed himself in the spicy and delicious taste, letting the sweat flow freely, as if only in this way could he express his love and satisfaction for this bowl of hot pot noodles.
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