Chapter 64: Hot Pot Appears What is the connection between duck blood and vampires?
At four o'clock in the morning, the sky was dark and low, swallowing up the stars and the moon. The elf Leah dragged her tired feet out of the late-night tavern and pushed open the heavy back door of the tavern. The strange smell mixed with cheap beer and sweat dissipated at once, leaving only the fresh air with dew that was unique to the early morning.
She took a deep breath, trying to expel the foul air from her lungs. Her long elf ears drooped tiredly. Leia just wanted to quickly walk through the dark night road, return to her warm little house, and then get into bed and have a good sleep.
The path in the park was deep and winding, with tall beech trees on both sides casting fierce shadows on the ground. Leah wrapped her cloak tightly around her and quickened her pace.
Perhaps because it was late at night and no one was around, the sound of her leather boots tapping on the cobblestone road was so clear that it was frightening.
After finally reaching the park exit, I found the apartment building just across the street. There were lights on in a few windows, emitting warm light.
Leah breathed a sigh of relief, and even her steps became lighter. But just as she was about to step out of the park, a cold white mist suddenly covered her. The cold air, carrying the breath of the grave, quickly wrapped around her. Then, countless black bats flew across the sky, and Leah screamed in fright.
A hand stretched out from the white mist and grabbed her neck. The hand was cold and had a sweet and fishy smell of some flower. She was dizzy from the smell.
Leia felt a sharp, icy chill in her neck, a sharp pain like a needle prick.
She only had time to let out a short, muffled groan before she fell to the ground.
When the members of the Night's Watch arrived at the scene on their egrets, they could only see the beautiful elf lying on the ground, her face a lifeless pale color, her lips a blue-gray color from blood loss.
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It was a gloomy rainy day, and the fine rain made the glass crackle. Ye Wan sieved the glutinous rice that had been soaked overnight, and then drained the water with a bamboo sieve.
The two sat facing each other on a small stool. Youan was holding a reed leaf in his hand, his hands were covered with glutinous rice, and he looked a little at a loss, while Songpan was entangled in a ball of cotton thread, moving around anxiously beside the bamboo basket, as if he was tap dancing.
"I'm really impressed by you guys." Ye Wan first untied the cotton thread for Pancake, which was almost tangled into a little mummy.
Ye Wan taught You An how to wrap rice dumplings with leaves. It is cold in winter and there are no fresh bamboo leaves. Reed leaves are also a very good choice. They have a fresh fragrance and are suitable for wrapping small rice dumplings.
Ye Wan pinched the leaf, made a swirl in the middle, and filled it with glutinous rice and some red beans. You An looked closer and asked, "Are you going to wrap the thread around it from the bottom?"
Ye Wan's hands trembled when he got close to her, and a lot of glutinous rice fell out of her hands. She hurried to pick it up, and her elbow accidentally knocked over the glass jar of red beans. The two of them tried to pick it up at the same time, and their foreheads bumped into each other.
"Boom"
Ye Wan covered her forehead. It didn't hurt that much, she just felt a slight heat where her skin was touched.
"Are you okay?" Youan asked.
"fine."
The wrapped rice dumplings rolled in the boiling water, and the air began to be filled with the rich aroma of rice dumplings mixed with glutinous rice. The rain was still pattering outside. Ye Wan looked at the pot and said excitedly:
"I wonder if people in the capital like eating zongzi."
The wind chimes on the tavern door rang, and on rainy days, the tavern welcomed its first guest.
It was Kiara. She had finally made the kind of pot Ye Wan wanted and brought over a dozen of them in a horse-drawn carriage.
Ye Wan warmly welcomed her in: "Finally, I'll come here in the afternoon to make the broth, so everyone can have hot pot in the evening. Remember to come in the evening, Kiara, I'll give you a discount."
Kiara wiped the rain off her face and said, "That's great. I was just thinking of having a couple of drinks."
Ye Wan went to the kitchen and gave her two rice dumplings: "This is a specialty of our place, called rice dumplings, you should try it."
Kiara looked at it curiously: "Seeds?"
"It's zongzi." Ye Wan didn't know how to correct her accent, so he gave up: "Whatever, it's filled with red beans, candied dates, and meat. It's delicious."
Kiara picked up the rice dumpling and started to bite it. When she bit the green leaves, she quickly made a few "Pooh" sounds.
"Oh wait, we need to untie the rope and then peel off the outer layer of leaves." Ye Wan said quickly.
Kiara clumsily untied the rope and peeled off the rice dumplings leaves, and the fresh aroma of glutinous rice with the leaves filled the air.
The glutinous rice was like jade. Kiara was very curious and took a bite. The glutinous rice was soft and chewy, and the red bean paste inside was dense and melted like flowing clouds.
"This is delicious!" Kiara gave a thumbs up.
Ye Wan took out another meat one and gave it to her: "I know you love meat, this one is stuffed with pork, it has a different flavor."
Kiara Duncan, a level 10 meat lover, can finish half a leg of lamb by herself without blinking.
It was obvious that Kiara was more interested in the rice dumplings. Ye Wan chose pork belly with alternating fat and lean meat. The fat in the meat soaked the glutinous rice, and a runny salted egg yolk was stuffed inside. It was salty, fragrant and sticky. Kiara ate three in one breath.
"Anything else?" she asked.
Kiara left contentedly with a basket of rice dumplings.
Ye Wan was very optimistic about Zongzi's future, but before that, she wrote a notice on the blackboard:
Hot pot is served tonight!!!
As the saying goes, "You can't eat without meat, and you can't eat without hot pot." Ye Wan has been in the royal capital for more than half a year, and he hasn't seen any restaurant selling hot pot, which makes him feel very sad.
If we don’t introduce hot pot soon, winter will be over.
Various types of tender beef, braised beef, spicy beef, tenderloin slices, braised chicken feet, rocket squid, kelp sprouts, mushrooms and Chinese cabbage, freshly fried crispy pork sprinkled with chili powder, and a big bowl of oily egg fried rice to go with the hot pot.
Don’t leave your newly bought counter idle. Mix sesame oil, sesame sauce, fermented bean curd, mushroom sauce, and beef sauce together, then scoop a spoonful of minced garlic, coriander, green onion, and sesame seeds, and start eating!
Ye Wan showed You An the simmering hot pot, and he was quite interested: "It looks a lot like the Bagua formation in the East."
"Oh, you know a lot. The so-called eight trigrams have one yin and one yang, and hot pot has one red and one white. The two are mutually opposed and yet unified..."
In fact, Ye Wan didn’t know what she was talking about. She just thought it sounded very sophisticated.
She took out the beef bones from the warehouse, put them in the pot and started stewing them. She asked Youan to watch the fire at home while she went to see if there were any seasonings available.
Ye Wan, carrying a small basket, saw the sesame oil he wanted from a merchant from the East, but the sesame paste was out of stock. But that didn't matter, the oil sauce was also very good.
She walked around outside and told everyone she knew about Ye Wan. Everyone liked Ye Wan very much and expressed their support, so the pub was particularly lively tonight.
The hot and spicy smell in the house came in waves like the tide in the sea, carrying with it the thickness of butter and the freshness and sharpness of dried chilies.
Lily was choked by the chili pepper and kept coughing. She was young and couldn't eat spicy food, so she sat next to the clear soup pot and watched her teammates using their chopsticks to pick up things in the red soup. She felt a little envious.
But the clear soup pot is delicious too, Lily sighed.
The happiest person was none other than Kiara. She loved spicy food and meat, and she wanted to go through the entire menu from top to bottom. She wanted to eat all the fresh beef and mutton rolls, as well as the duck blood, intestines, duck intestines, and duck throat that people in the royal capital dared not eat.
Ye Wan recommended to them the standard oil dish for Chongqing hot pot. Pour sesame oil into the dish, add a little minced garlic, some cilantro and chopped green onion, and finally some oyster sauce.
The tripe needs to be boiled for 8 seconds to become crispy, the braised pig's trotters and chicken feet are soft and tender, and they fall off the bones with a single bite. They melt in your mouth and the braised flavor is very strong and fragrant.
Wrap it with a layer of sesame oil and it will be even more fragrant.
Kiara was sweating while eating and kept asking for cold beer.
She poured another bowl of red duck blood into the pot.
Arthur came with her. He was a little afraid of spicy food. In order to show his heroism, he forced himself to eat red soup instead of clear soup. Now he was sweating profusely.
Kiara generously poured a bowl of red duck blood into the pot and wiped the sweat off her face.
"How on earth did he come up with the idea of eating duck blood? There is no vampire in this room." Arthur thought secretly.
Ye Wan and You An were frying crispy pork and making fried rice with scrambled eggs behind the counter.
Don’t underestimate the simplicity of egg fried rice. It takes skill to make it delicious. You need to quickly spread the egg liquid first, then put the cold rice into the pan and shake the pan to let every grain of rice be coated with the roasted aroma of the pan.
Finally, don’t forget to sprinkle a handful of chopped green onions on the golden rice. The fried rice will be distinct grains, loose and not sticky.
At this time, hold the egg fried rice in one hand and fry the tender beef covered with red oil in the other hand. The rice absorbs the soup and swallows it together with the beef. It has the aroma of rice, the tenderness of meat, and can relieve the spiciness.
The pub seemed particularly lively today. Everyone was talking loudly in the pungent spicy smell. The laughter and the spicy smell intertwined into an invisible net, tightly covering the fireworks atmosphere in the store.
Choking and warm.
Ye Wan was already filled with a spicy smell, but seeing how happy the people in the tavern were, she nodded in satisfaction and said maturely:
“That’s what running a restaurant is all about.”
You An was eating a plate of fried crispy pork. The pork was golden and crispy on the outside and tender and juicy on the inside. He had finished a bowl of fried rice before dinner time and was thinking about making a separate pot since the shop was about to close and serving all the dishes again like Kiara.
Don't forget the ice-cold beer.
He glanced at the owl clock hanging on the wall. It was almost closing time and it was raining outside again. The raindrops were hitting the glass windows.
There will definitely be no guests coming again.
He nodded with satisfaction.
But most things in the world don't go as we wish, and the heavy oak door opened again with a "click".
The person who came in was the familiar captain of the guard regiment, Lassen. In addition to his love for beautiful women, Lassen was also a reliable captain.
Obviously he didn't bring an umbrella today, his body was wet and his orange hair was stuck to his face.
His face was pale, his lips were purple and trembling.
Ye Wan thought he was caught in the rain, so he quickly pulled him to the fireplace to warm himself by the fire.
After Qiara finished one round of food, she wanted a second round. She asked Ye Wan to order the food and emphasized that she wanted a serving of duck blood.
In fact, Ye Wan didn't think that the people of the royal capital would accept duck blood very well. When she went to the butcher shop to buy duck blood, the owner was very surprised and directly gave her a bucket, which was going to be thrown away anyway.
Ye Wan kept this duck blood for himself. The bright red duck blood went through a boiling red soup, trembling like tender tofu, absorbing the essence of the soup base. He put it into his mouth and took a sip. The delicious soup burst out, and then the duck blood was so smooth that he could swallow it directly without chewing.
However, the people in the royal capital were not interested in this thing. Only Kiara liked it very much. She even roasted the scorpion monster's claws when adventuring in the dungeon, and could accept any food well.
Ye Wan brought over a bowl of red duck blood. When the pale-faced Lassen saw the bowl of duck blood, his face turned even paler.
Ye Wan felt something was wrong and asked with concern: "Are you okay, Lassen?"
He looked devastated, burying his face in his hands. "Oh my God, that must be a vampire."
Ye Wan: “?”
Kiara was holding up the duck blood, at a loss: "Ah? Are you talking about me?"
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