Chapter 790 It’s Delicious
Emperor Beihan pointed at the cabbages on the wall. He had heard General Cao talk about hot pot before. He looked so excited when he talked about it, as if it was some kind of unique delicacy.
When Qin Chuchu heard her father ask this, she raised her chin proudly.
"Hotpot can be eaten not only as a meal but also as a dish. We have opened quite a few shops and business is booming."
"Sixth sister-in-law, how about we have hot pot for lunch?"
Han Yuwan came up and pointed at the cabbages on the wall, her mouth watering.
When I think of the numb and spicy feeling, I can’t wait to eat it right now.
"Okay, then let's have hot pot for lunch."
Qin Chuchu also nodded in agreement. The weather was getting cooler, so she wouldn't get a sore throat if she ate it. Most importantly, she was really craving it.
Seeing these two girls talking so much that their saliva was about to flow out, Emperor Beihan felt even more angry.
I think it should be good, otherwise these two girls wouldn't look so greedy when they mention it.
Soon, everyone was busy working.
Some were pulling up Chinese cabbage, some were cutting Chinese chrysanthemum, and some were pulling up rapeseed and coriander.
When everyone came out of the greenhouse, everyone had two big handfuls in their hands.
Now they didn't want to go anywhere, and they all returned to the yard with unanimous agreement.
The hot pot base was already prepared, and with everyone working together, it didn't take long to prepare.
Looking at the hot pot soup bubbling in the stove, Emperor Beihan was full of curiosity.
"What is this?"
After saying that, he sniffed hard again and it smelled quite fragrant.
"Manager Shan, you do this like me."
Qin Chuchu began to teach her step by step. She first diced a piece of meat, dipped it in some sauce, put it in her mouth and hummed with joy.
"Mm, it's delicious, please try it."
As she spoke, she picked up another piece of meat and started to fry it.
This hot pot is indeed an unbeatable delicacy, you can never get tired of eating it anytime.
The others didn't wait any longer. Although they had eaten it before, they still couldn't control themselves when they smelled the fragrance again.
If they hadn't been concerned about the presence of outsiders, they would have taken action long ago.
Now that the prince and princess have picked up their chopsticks, they don't need to wait any longer.
Some were eating hot pot vegetables, some were eating hot pot meatballs, and some were eating hot pot slices of meat, and they were all busy putting the food into their own mouths.
Emperor Beihan saw that everyone was eating so happily, so he followed their example and ate a piece of meat.
He dipped some of the sauce into his mouth and his body suddenly stiffened.
He looked at the people at the tables again. No wonder they were eating so unpresentably. The hot pot tasted really good.
Next, there is no need to pay attention to your image. Just put a mouthful of vegetables and a mouthful of meat into your mouth, and the faster you eat, the faster you eat.
The more I eat, the more I can’t put down my chopsticks. It tastes so good.
I turned around inadvertently and noticed Xishan next to me. She was so engrossed in eating that she didn't even look up.
For my kind-hearted father-in-law who was eating hotpot for the first time, it was already very good to be able to maintain this image.
People like them who live in relatively cold places love spicy food the most.
My lips feel numb and spicy after eating it, which is really refreshing and satisfying.
The same was true for Emperor Beihan. Although his lips were red from the spicy food, he still did not put down his chopsticks. He accepted everything, whether it was meat or vegetables.
Even Han Muchen, who was usually calm, broke the habit of serving food to Qin Chuchu while putting food into his own mouth.
I haven't eaten it for a long time, and I really miss it.
As for the other tables, there is no need to mention them, especially Feng Yi and his friends, who have been wanting to eat hot pot for a long time.
I've been too busy lately to talk about it, so I have to eat as much as I can when I get the chance.
It's not like they do every day, talking and chatting, everyone is busy talking to themselves.
The vegetables and meat slices on each table were decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Da Ya, Er Ya, Da Cui and Er Cui were kept very busy.
She kept going to the kitchen to serve dishes and meat. Even Liu Qing, who was cutting meat and washing vegetables in the kitchen, was very busy.
From time to time, he looked through the window into the restaurant, feeling very dissatisfied.
“…………”
They are like hungry wolves, and they keep eating even though they have already washed so many vegetables.
When he looked at Murong Bai, his eyes were complicated and filled with reluctance.
That man is really good-looking, but it's a pity that I'm not destined to be with him.
His gaze turned to Han Yuwan beside him, and the jealousy in his eyes could not be suppressed.
That damn woman was able to get close to Prince Murong just by relying on her noble status and shamelessness.
If I were also a princess of noble status, Prince Murong would also fall in love with me.
He looked at Han Muchen who was serving food to Qin Chuchu, his eyes full of unwillingness.
I have been a slave here for such a long time, but I have never been able to get close to a man, and I don’t know when I will be able to fulfill my wish.
Ever since I came to the kitchen, that old woman has been making me busy in the kitchen and not letting me serve in the front hall.
If this goes on, when will I be able to become the prince's woman?
Looking at Da Cui and Daya who were so busy that their footsteps were sticking to the ground, her eyes rolled.
"You guys take a rest first, I'll go take it!"
After saying that, he took the tray and went to the restaurant. Da Cui and the other maids wanted to stop him, but unfortunately, he had already left.
As soon as he arrived at the restaurant, he ran straight to Murong Bai's table, came up to him, put the meat slices on the tray in front of him, and gave him a considerate reminder.
"Be careful!"
"Hmm?" Han Yuwan looked up.
No wonder the voice sounded familiar, it was this woman. I haven't seen her for a long time and thought she was not here.
“…………”Murong Bai didn’t say anything.
He just glanced at Liu Qing and continued to pick up food for Han Yuwan.
I'm really too lazy to look at this woman. I'm disgusted by her.
Seeing that Prince Murong's eyes didn't even linger on her, but instead he was serving food to Han Yuwan with a concerned look on his face, she felt very uncomfortable.
He looked up at Han Muchen again, who was picking up food for that dead woman with his chopsticks.
Looking at the full plate in front of her, as if she was afraid that she wouldn't be full, I felt extremely depressed.
How am I worse than them!
No one even looks at me. I might as well not go out. I feel extremely depressed.
Just as she was about to leave, she accidentally looked down and saw the water in the tray, and her eyes rolled again.
I watched as everyone was busy filling their mouths and no one noticed me.
He secretly poured the water in the tray at Han Yuwan's feet.
Seeing that no one noticed, he left triumphantly.
Everyone's attention was focused on the hot pot in front of them and they really didn't notice this side.
It took half an hour before they filled their stomachs. Everyone's stomachs were so full that they almost burst.
“This hot pot tastes really good!”
Emperor Beihan pointed at the hot pot in front of him with a serious look on his face. No wonder the two girls were drooling when they mentioned it. It was indeed delicious.
"Of course! Business in our shop is booming!"
Qin Chuchu pointed at the hot pot in front of her and raised her chin proudly.
Since the hot pot restaurant opened, we have made several million taels of silver.
"Open a shop?" Emperor Beihan's eyes lit up.
I don't know what he was thinking about, but his eyes were shining.
Qin Chuchu was about to ask when she heard Han Yuwan's scream.
“Ah~~~~”
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