Hearing his wife asking his eldest brother to stay for dinner, Ling Chuan spoke up at the right time, "Momo, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll go buy it."

"Let's go together. We need to buy some seasoning."

"good."

After going out, Yun Mo passed a small store and turned in. She called Zeng Fang and invited her to come over for lunch.

When she arrived at the vegetable market, Yun Mo went straight to the meat stall and chose five pounds of beef belly and five pounds of lamb tenderloin.

Upon learning that she was having hotpot, the butcher generously gave her two beef leg bones to make soup at home.

After buying the meat, Yun Mo went to the vegetable stall and bought radishes, cabbages, bean sprouts, coriander, and onions to make side dishes and seasonings.

After buying vegetables, the couple went to the grain and oil station and bought sesame paste, sesame oil, charcoal and other things.

When they returned to the courtyard, Ling Jiang saw her and Ling Chuan carrying large and small bags of meat and vegetables into the house, and he hurried forward to help.

"Sister-in-law, why did you buy so much meat? How can we finish it all?"

Yun Mo smiled and explained: "If you can't finish it, you can still eat it at night. Big brother, can you please go to the ice factory and buy me a whole piece of ice? I need it."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

In the kitchen, Yun Mo instructed Ling Chuan to cut the beef and mutton into long strips of meat, and wait until the ice was bought back, and use ice kung fu to freeze it hard so that it would be convenient to cut into thin slices for the hot pot.

While Lingchuan was cutting the meat, she washed the beef leg bones given by the butcher, put them into an iron pot, and added spices such as ginger, onion and white pepper to make a base soup.

After all the meat was cut, Ling Jiang's ice was also bought back, a whole square block. Yun Mo asked Ling Chuan to hollow out the middle of the ice with a sharp knife, and then stuffed long strips of beef and mutton into it to freeze it, and then sealed it with crushed ice so that it would freeze faster.

It would be nice if I had a refrigerator at home, but refrigerators are hard to buy these days. You need tickets and connections to get one.

By the time the beef bone soup in the iron pot turned white, Zeng Fang arrived.

As soon as she arrived, she went straight to the kitchen, "Momo, it smells so good, what's for lunch?"

Yun Mo teased her deliberately, "Hey, it's stewing in the pot. Please gnaw on the big bones to supplement your calcium."

"Ah?" Zeng Fang looked at the iron pot that was steaming, a little unwilling to give up, "Just bones? Nothing else?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Well, there must be some meat. These bones are dry and have no meat. Just drinking soup won't fill me up. Besides, I'm in good health and don't need any more supplements. If I add more, I'll have too much nutrition."

That's true. Zeng Fang is already plump, and if she adds more fat, she will be too plump.

Yun Mo pointed to the ice on the stone platform with amusement, "The meat is there, don't worry, I guarantee you'll have enough to eat."

Zeng Fang ran to the ice, bent over and looked at it excitedly, "Is this mutton? Why did you freeze it? Just put it in the pot and stew it directly."

"It's not stewed, it's hot pot lamb, and beef. Eating lamb alone is too irritating."

"Shabu-shabu lamb? What is that?"

Shabu-shabu is a northern way of eating. Jiang City is a southern city. Information was relatively closed in that era, and the spread of cultural cuisine was not as widespread as in later generations. Zeng Fang had never been to the north, so it was normal that he didn't know about shabu-shabu.

"You'll know in a moment."

"All right."

By the time Yun Mo prepared the seasonings needed for the dish, the beef and mutton in the ice were almost frozen.

Ling Chuan used to work in a restaurant kitchen, so slicing meat was not difficult for him. Long strips of beef and mutton were quickly turned into paper-thin slices under the sharp kitchen knife.

Zeng Fang was also busy, helping to bring the meat and vegetables to the stone table outside in the yard. In a short time, ten kilograms of beef and mutton were turned into ten plates of beautiful meat rolls.

Yun Mo put the charcoal into the coal stove and lit it, then found the copper pot for hot pot.

She bought the copper pot when she passed by an iron shop a few days ago. When she saw the pot, the first thing that came to her mind was to buy it home and eat mutton hotpot.

Place the clean copper pot on the stone table, pour in the boiled beef bone soup, and then put the red-hot charcoal into the base of the copper pot.

The copper pot conducts heat very quickly, and after a while, the white beef bone soup in the pot began to gurgle and emit steam.

Yun Mo brought out the seasonings she had prepared in advance, "You can add a little bit of each seasoning, and you can add more sesame paste, so it will be more fragrant. If you like it saltier, you can add more soy sauce."

After preparing the sauce, Yunmo taught everyone how to shabu-shabu the meat slices.

Put a whole plate of meat rolls into the copper pot, use clean serving chopsticks to separate the meat slices, and when the meat slices turn grayish white, put them into a bowl and eat with seasoning.

Zeng Fang was already very hungry. When she heard Yun Mo say that the meat slices were cooked, she immediately reached out for some chopsticks.

Ling Chuan also stretched out his chopsticks, but he did not put the meat into his own bowl. Instead, he put it all into Yun Mo's bowl.

"Oh, so hot, so delicious..."

Except Zeng Fang and Yun Mo, everyone else was from the lower class. They lived a very tight life and could hardly even have meat.

Suddenly, a table full of meat was placed in front of everyone, and everyone was so flattered that they didn't dare to pick up their chopsticks.

This is a scene I never even dared to dream of.

Seeing everyone's restraint and discomfort, Yun Mo smiled and said, "Eat, everyone. Hotpot is all about its freshness. Once the meat slices are in the pot, take them out immediately when they are cooked. If they are overcooked, they will lose their flavor."

Everyone was already very hungry, and when they heard her words, they reached into the pot with their chopsticks to scoop up the meat.

Even though their mouths were gritting their teeth from the burns, everyone still kept stuffing the meat into their mouths.

For Ling Jiang and Zhou Xiaowei, this was the most delicious meat they had ever eaten in their lives.

In Ling Chuan's heart, this hotpot has become the most delicious delicacy in his heart. No matter how many years pass in the rest of his life, he will never forget it.

After everyone had scooped out the meat slices from the pot, Yun Mo threw a few pieces of radish into the pot and slowly cooked them.

The hotpot meal lasted until 2 o'clock.

Ten kilograms of meat were eaten up by six people.

Zeng Fang burped and savored the taste, "Momo, I've eaten braised lamb, roasted lamb, and stewed lamb, but I've never eaten shabu-shabu lamb. Where did you learn how to eat it this way?"

“I saw it in a book.”

In her previous life, Yun Mo lived in a northern city. Every winter, her family would gather together to eat mutton hotpot.

In order to eat the best mutton, her grandfather specially bought a farm and raised dozens of Altay big-tailed sheep.

This kind of sheep grows up in deep mountains and lush forests, drinks mountain spring water, and eats wild pasture. Its meat is tender and has no fishy smell. It has the best meat texture and taste among all the mutton hotpots.

Zeng Fang didn't know that Yun Mo had traveled from another world, and she actually thought that she had learned it from a book, so she couldn't help but praise her sincerely.

"Momo, you are amazing. You can learn to cook delicious food just by reading books. I am not that good. My nanny taught me step by step for half a month, but I still couldn't cook a single dish properly. I almost burned down the kitchen."

(End of this chapter)