"Hehehe, you can't catch me!"
"Liu Sanlang, if you cry again, I'll never go out with you again!"
"Look! Lots of birds have landed on the roof!"
"Dagen, your younger brother is crying again!"
Outside the eatery, two or three children in padded jackets ran by on the street, carrying a few willow branches that they had broken off from somewhere, laughing and joking as if they knew nothing of sorrow.
The vendors shouted their wares loudly, chatting warmly with customers who entered their shops from time to time, their breath steaming in the air, creating a busy and lively atmosphere.
In the restaurant, a group of people were eating and drinking around a copper pot. Thin slices of beef were cooked in the pot, and as soon as they floated to the surface, they were scooped out, leaving only the sizzling sounds of people getting burned.
Xu Milu has skillful hands and a great palate. She prepared a large pot of tomato soup in advance and simmered nearly 20 pounds of beef brisket in it overnight. When it was time to eat, the entire restaurant was filled with the aroma of meat, guaranteed to make anyone drunk with just one sip.
The soup base is made with fast-growing polar tomatoes. The tomato chunks are cooked until they melt and dissolve in the pot. Large chunks of beef brisket are added and stewed until the meat is tender and the soup is thick. Then, you can take out the meat and drink the soup.
The tender, juicy beef strands are soaked in the sweet and sour broth. Then, scoop a generous spoonful of the rich soup over freshly steamed rice. One bite is an absolute delight for the palate.
That's not all. Fresh, tender radishes picked from the garden, along with their greens, are chopped up and put into the pot for a hot pot. They're crisp and tender. Autumn cabbages taken from the cellar, with their outer skin peeled off, have sweet and fresh leaves. They taste delicious even when eaten raw, let alone when cooked in a pot!
Then there are thin slices of beef, as thin as rice paper. Just put them in the pot and let them simmer for a bit until they change color. Then you can take them out and eat them. The fresh and tender meat, along with the sweet and sour taste of tomatoes, fills your throat, making you smile as you chew.
"This pumpkin is really delicious! It's sweet and sour!"
"Our fox clan used to only know how to eat chicken. If we encountered a wild buffalo, we would disdain its thick hide and meat and be too lazy to cook it. Now we realize how much delicious food we have missed!"
"Haha, if Huang Sanlang knew, he'd be furious!"
"Senior sister, have this."
The group of non-humans buried themselves in their food, so busy that they didn't even have time to talk. After eating for a while, the pot was refilled three times, and the twenty catties of beef brisket were completely devoured. Hu Shiyi Niang wished she could drink the pot broth as well.
Nowadays, the consumption of draft cattle is largely prohibited by law. Even if a few draft cattle die of illness, they basically do not end up in the hands of ordinary people. Although they do not lack beef, they do not know how to cook it. It is only at Xu Milu's place that they can eat so happily.
—This ox was delivered from the village today. They said it was a wild ox from the mountains that had broken its leg and was unlikely to survive, so Huang Sanlang had it delivered to him.
"Hmm... food from restaurants is still the most filling and flavorful!"
Mo Xuan swallowed half a plate of beef in one gulp before finally exhaling. Watching the beef slowly disappear from the table, his eyes darted around, and he began to pour out his grievances to Xu Milu:
"My wife! You have no idea how difficult this journey has been. This little demon has barely eaten anything along the way, and my mouth was practically tasteless. I've only just come back to life today..."
"Neither of those fox uncles and nephews is good at cooking. They can burn taro into charcoal, roast chicken smells fishy and rotten, and roast pork is even worse, it's just salty!"
The Kunlun Mountains are sparsely populated, with hardly any houses, and the mountains are especially cold, with very few birds and beasts. If I hadn't brought several jars of pickled vegetables and tofu that my wife had made, I probably would have starved to death!
Xu Milu, who was chewing on a piece of beef brisket, couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this: "What a loser!"
Today's meal is partly to welcome Mo Xuan back, and partly to celebrate his "release from prison".
He had originally recruited people in Dongting to bewitch others. He heard that eating young boys and girls could enhance one's magical power. However, as soon as he had this idea, the passing Monkey King smashed him into a small water snake with his staff, put it in his sleeve, and brought it to Chang'an.
He was originally sentenced to a hundred years in prison, but Xu Milu had something more important for him to do, so he was released from Chang'an.
The journey from Chang'an to Kunlun was indeed arduous, but that was for ordinary people. For someone like him, with his thick skin and flesh, and even the Dragon Balls being a renewable species, how could he be afraid of the cold or hunger?
I really did crave it the whole way.
When this guy first arrived, he was stubborn and refused to eat stinky tofu no matter what. Now, let alone stinky tofu, Xu Milu suspects that he would happily swallow a can of herring if given to him.
The son of the Dragon King of the East Sea and the Dragon King of Dongting Lake, he said all this just so he could eat one more piece of beef.
—It's so heartbreaking that anyone who hears it will be saddened and will shed tears.
No one at the table paid him any attention. After finishing his meal, Red Boy hung upside down on the roof, playing with the white mouse that White Ball had turned into. Hu Silang and Hu Shiyi Niang took the opportunity to slip down from the table and go to tidy up. Dai Zi, in her original form, was fast asleep at Xu Milu's feet. Chen Xiang, on the other hand, was focused on his tomato rice porridge and ate with great seriousness.
Seeing that no one paid him any attention, Mo Xuan squeezed his eyes hard, managing to force out two tears. His chopsticks then reached maliciously towards the last piece of beef in the pot.
"Oh dear... how come there's only this one piece of meat left... look at it... it's almost embarrassing..."
He had just reached for his chopsticks when the beef landed squarely on a porcelain plate. Nezha, the instigator, leisurely savored it for a moment, a hint of a smile appearing in his handsome eyes.
"This tastes wonderful. The beef is sweet and succulent, and the pumpkin is fresh and delicious. Even the delicacies at the banquet in the celestial palace seem a bit bland."
"you!!"
The meat that was about to be eaten flew away. Mo Xuan's head transformed into a jet-black dragon head, ready to unleash its fury. But upon seeing the clear, cold eyes of the lotus-root-bodied Third Prince, he immediately wilted.
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