Jiang Shan briefly explained how to eat it, and the hot pot feast began.
In addition to the freshly sliced fish, Jiangshan also made shrimp paste, shrimp balls, fish balls, steamed pork with rice flour, and vegetarian dishes including bamboo shoots, lotus root, cabbage, and green vegetables. There were also two plates of dim sum, and two desks were put together and filled with dishes.
Jiang Shan scooped out the blanched fresh fish slices from the hot pot and placed them in Mr. Xunmei's bowl. He also prepared a dipping sauce for him. Mr. Xunmei ate with great satisfaction.
To cater to Mr. Xunmei's tastes and to feed Jiang Huai, Jiang Shan specially chose a non-spicy hot pot. Xue Zhen, Fu Wen, and Xi'er also sat at the same table with them. To Jiang Shan's surprise, An Er couldn't eat spicy food either.
The spicy table was a special for the seven brothers.
When Shi Tou tasted the first piece of fish, it felt a bit choking in his throat. But after he recovered from that initial choking, hey, he got the hang of it!
I never knew spicy flavors could be so refreshing, so stimulating, and so delicious!
It was as if the stone had opened the door to a new century; the more it ate, the more energetic it became, and even when it was sweating profusely, it was reluctant to stop.
The most impressive one was Xiao Qi. He wasn't fast either; he would eat a few bites of vegetables and drink a sip of soup, picking up whatever his chopsticks could find in the pot and eating it without being picky.
The only difference is that while others talk while eating hot pot, Xiao Qi doesn't. He hasn't said a word since the first bite, just focusing on eating, one bite after another without stopping.
Jiang Shan was worried that Xiao Qi's stomach might not be able to digest spicy food well, so she kept an eye on Xiao Qi. Every time she looked at Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi's little mouth was constantly eating.
Jiang Shan couldn't help but walk up to Xiao Qi and lift him up.
What she saw nearly scared her to death!
Xiaoqi's belly was bulging, clearly from overeating and forcing herself to eat more.
"Stop eating! Are you feeling unwell? Drink some hawthorn soup first, and try walking a few steps! Can you walk?"
Xiaoqi obediently took a couple of steps with her pregnant belly sticking out, but her gaze involuntarily drifted back to the hot pot.
"Aren't you afraid of bursting your stomach? If you damage your stomach, you won't be able to eat so much good food in the future!"
Xiaoqi sniffed and said softly, "Then, then I won't eat it."
Tiger also came over, touched Xiaoqi's belly, and said with a stern face, "How many times have I told you, we won't go hungry anymore. Don't eat so much, it'll hurt your stomach!"
Xiaoqi looked at Jiangshan, then at Huzi, and said softly, "Hot pot is delicious. Will we have hot pot again in the future?"
Jiang Shan felt a pang of sadness and gently rubbed Xiao Qi's belly, saying, "Don't worry, with your sister here, you can eat whatever you want from now on. I keep my word and never lie. You can ask San Lang if you don't believe me."
Seeing Sanlang nod, Xiaoqi asked happily, "Then, Sister Jiang, can we have braised pork again tomorrow?"
"Yes, absolutely! If Xiaoqi wants to eat it, I'll make it for you!"
Xiaoqi smiled happily.
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