Because of the activities in previous years, domestic control was very strict, so those of them who were outside were not able to receive domestic information as quickly.
Occasionally, some businessmen would come back to China for purchasing, and they would be entertained together with special personnel to accompany them, so it would be difficult to find out much information.
Therefore, the boss's impression of the country is still stuck in the movement period.
"Let go slowly." Xu Manman didn't want to say more about this. After all, the country is still in the exploratory stage, and some things are still a bit sensitive. "Boss, where are you from?"
"I'm from Guangdong Province, my hometown is Meishi."
"I know, preserved vegetable and pork belly is from your place."
"Yes, yes, and the pickled vermicelli and pickled noodles we have there are also very delicious. It's a pity that they came out later. I have tried many times, but I can't reproduce the taste of my home."
Speaking of this, the boss felt a little sad. After being away from home for decades, he has grown from a young man to a man with a head full of white hair. He doesn't know if he will have the chance to taste the familiar taste of his hometown again in this life.
Seeing the boss's mood suddenly drop, Xu Manman and Chen Ming, brother and sister, looked at each other, not knowing what they had said wrong.
"Then boss, let's go back to cook and come back next time."
"Okay, come again next time." But before they left, the boss handed them a business card from his shop and said, "If you want to buy these again in the future, just call me in advance. I'll save some for you. I guarantee they're all fresh."
"Okay, thank you, boss."
After seeing the two young men off, the boss took out a photo frame from under the counter. Inside was a family photo taken with his family before he left.
As I stroked the faces of my parents in the photo, the tears I had been holding back rolled down from the corners of my eyes.
He sighed deeply, put the photos in the box, and cheered himself up to continue the business at hand.
Xu Manman bought beef offal, chicken feet, pig intestines, pig stomachs, etc. in a Chinatown store. These things are hard to buy, so she cleared out all the stock in the store at once.
Wash the beef tripe, cut off the thicker part and braise it together with the beef tendon. In order to avoid the smell of the pig being mixed together, Xu Manman braises the pig intestines and pig tripe in separate pots.
Cut off the toes of the chicken feet, use part of it to make tiger skin chicken feet, and use the rest to make lemon soaked chicken feet.
I kept some of the fresh shrimps for direct broth-making later, and peeled the other part, leaving only the meat, and chopped it into shrimp paste.
Xu Manman also processed the beef in the same way, leaving a little bit to make meatballs and cutting the rest into thin slices.
Finally, it was time to stir-fry the hot pot base. Xu Manman made two pots, one was a sweet and sour tomato pot, and the other was a spicy and fragrant beef oil pot.
Because there was a lot of food to prepare, they didn't officially go to the table to start eating until 8 o'clock in the evening.
Chen Ming was a little stunned when he saw the dishes on the table. He helped buy groceries and process ingredients today and knew there would be a lot of dishes, but he didn't expect there would be so many.
Pork tripe, beef tripe, beef tripe, beef slices, beef balls, braised pork intestines, shrimp, shrimp balls (I originally wanted to make them into shrimp paste, but later I found it easier to roll them into balls), mutton slices, braised chicken feet, frozen tofu, kelp, black fungus, egg dumplings, potato chips, corn, bean curd sheets, lettuce, spinach, and even noodles.
In addition to green onions, ginger, garlic, chili peppers, soy sauce, and sesame oil, the dipping sauce also includes Xu Manman’s favorite sesame paste.
He had eaten hotpot in a copper pot before, but this was the first time in his life that he had eaten hotpot like this.
It was not the first time for Xu Manman and Xiao Jin to eat hotpot outside. Since moving here, they could have two or three meals a month, but it was also the first time with Chen Ming.
Xu Manman stuffed the tablecloth in her collar and said proudly with chopsticks in hand, "Let's eat. We are all family, so there is no need to be picky about those things. Make your own dipping sauce and cook your own dishes." As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up the braised pork intestines she had been craving and put them into the spicy pot.
Chen Ming and Caleb both had big appetites, and Xu Manman also ate to her heart's content. In the end, all the food on the table was gone, and even the noodles were shared among the three of them.
However, although there are many categories, the portion on each plate is not exaggerated, which is about the same as that in hot pot restaurants. Many of the processed items can be frozen and eaten next time, and braised pork intestines and chicken feet can be eaten directly as snacks.
This hotpot meal directly opened the door to a new world for Chen Ming.
I learned the recipe of the base material from Xu Manman, and then I actually mastered the skill of making spicy hot pot.
Even Caleb couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, "Micah, you are so creative. This tastes as delicious as hot pot."
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