Once the bright red meat slices change color, put them in your mouth. The tender meat slices melt in your mouth, and the taste is savory and delicious.
He looked at Yun Duoduo in surprise: "Your Highness, what was this called just now?"
"hot pot!"
Yun Duoduo smiled as she looked at him, remembering how he would always bring her little trinkets she had never seen before when she was little. Now, she could finally bring him some surprises.
As the two were talking, before they knew it, Hong Qiu'er had already put all the sliced pork from the plate into her small pot.
Yun Duoduo was about to reach out to stop him, because if too much meat was put in, the soup inside would get cold and the meat would cook slower. However, seeing Hong Qiu'er's anxious look, she was afraid that her well-intentioned reminder would be misunderstood as him being reluctant to give her the meat, so she did not stop him.
Hot pot is a great thing!
"Hot pot can be popularized in the military."
As Jin Jinzhi spoke, she glanced at Hong Qiu'er, the commander of the Fire Army. Hong Qiu'er was eating heartily, nodding vaguely with his mouth full of meat.
"Your Highness, the Princess Consort put in quite a bit of effort to prepare these things!"
Qiu Ju said with a proud and smug look on her face.
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Hong Qiu'er hadn't finished chewing the meat in his mouth and was speaking incoherently. Cao Canjun looked worried, afraid that his dining companion might accidentally spit out what was in his mouth while talking.
"Qiuju, Qingdai, Dongshuang, Uncle Fu, Aunt Xiang, why are you still standing here?!"
Yun Duoduo only realized that these people were still standing behind her when she heard Qiuju's voice behind her. She put down her chopsticks, looked around, and said, "Go to the next room to eat. We've prepared some for you too."
They prepared food for them too? Hot pot?!
Qiuju, Qingdai, and the others looked at each other in surprise, not expecting that the princess had also prepared food for them.
"Your Highness, we have some too?!"
Qiuju and Qingdai asked timidly, afraid that they had misunderstood Yun Duoduo's words.
Qiu Ju was young, and she kept swallowing as she asked the question. When she heard Yun Duoduo's words, she knew that she could also eat hot and fragrant hot pot, and her eyes seemed to glisten with tears.
In Nanyang, it has always been the case that the masters eat while the servants wait behind them. They can only eat after the masters have finished, and the food eaten by the masters and servants is different.
"Hurry up! Hot pot has to be hot. It tastes best when the water is boiling. If it gets cold, you won't be able to cook the meat!" Yun Duoduo made a pushing gesture.
The group stood there, somewhat hesitant. Qiuju and Qingdai wondered if this would be considered breaking the rules, but they had already broken quite a few rules while following the princess.
"Go quickly, don't let the princess's good intentions go to waste."
Jin Jinzhi said.
"Alright, thank you, Your Highness and Princess Consort, we'll go right away!"
Qingdai happily tugged at Qiuju's sleeve, and Uncle Fu and the others followed behind to the next room.
"Is it tasty?"
Yun Duoduo turned to ask Yun Shaoyuan and Yun Shaomu.
"Delicious! Everything Aunt Jiu makes is delicious!"
Yun Shaomu exclaimed happily, "This is much better than the food at Prince Rui's mansion!"
"Ninth Aunt, Ninth Aunt, you've worked so hard, preparing so much."
Yun Shaoyuan picked up a slice of cooked meat and placed it in Yun Duoduo's bowl.
"Mmm, the slices of meat that Shaoyuan put on Mother's plate smell delicious!"
Yun Duoduo put the slice of meat into her mouth.
Hong Qiu'er ate with gusto, his mouth glistening with oil, but then he put down his chopsticks, a look of worry on his face.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?"
Yun Duoduo noticed that he had been enjoying his meal earlier, but now he had stopped eating.
"Alas, Your Highness, the new recruits in the army camp are also imitating Military Advisor Cao and the others, calling me Fatty Hong. I'm on a diet!"
Hong Qiu'er looked extremely uncomfortable.
Yun Duoduo covered her mouth and laughed: "Eat up, eating meat won't make you fat, and besides, you can only lose weight if you're full."
"Eating meat won't make you fat?"
Hong Qiu'er was overjoyed to hear this, "Then let's eat some, thank you, Your Highness!"
Hong Qiu'er looked at the dishes on the table. In addition to hot pot meat slices, there was also braised duck with fatty chicken, cloud slice tofu, Dongpo pork, three-delicacy meatballs, braised deer tendon meat, bamboo joint steamed buns, Sun Ni'e Fen white cake, honey pear blossom cake, and sunflower side dishes.
"So many delicious dishes, it's a shame to leave them uneaten!"
Jin Jin picked up a piece of Dongpo pork. This Dongpo pork was half fat and half lean, fatty but not greasy, and felt tender, soft, and fluffy, as if it would break at the slightest touch.
He nodded in satisfaction, and after savoring it again, he found the aroma of the sauce to be delicious. Although there was a bit too much oil, it still brought out the flavor of Dongpo pork. He dipped the pork in the sauce, and with a gentle bite, the broth flowed into his mouth, and the aroma spread.
"Your Highness, I just heard the maid say that all of these were made by Your Highness personally?"
Yun Duoduo nodded.
"Your Highness, Your Highness's cooking skills are even better than those of the chefs at the Manjianghong Restaurant in the capital!" Hong Qiu'er couldn't stop praising.
As the group was enjoying their meal, the old woman from the kitchen brought out a dish in a green earthenware pot, wrapped in mud and then wrapped in lotus leaves.
"What's this?"
"This was made by the princess; she calls it beggar's chicken!" The old woman in the kitchen smiled, the wrinkles around her eyes expressing her joy.
"Wow, this is really something new."
Hong Qiu'er's eyes lit up when she saw the dish.
He had never eaten beggar's chicken before; he had only seen it in storybooks.
Yun Duoduo used the base of her chopsticks to tap away the soil, revealing a plump, steaming hot, brown beggar's chicken inside. As soon as she opened the lotus leaf, a rich aroma of chicken wafted out. What a wonderful smell!
From the moment the dish was served, Yun Shaoyuan and Yun Shaomu had been staring at the beggar's chicken. When the dirt was knocked off, a fresh and savory aroma of chicken wafted over.
Hong Qiu'er picked up a piece of chicken, put it in her mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.
"Yes, Your Highness, this is the first time I've ever tasted anything so delicious. This beggar's chicken is so tender and juicy, even the bones are soft."
"Your Highness, this meat is really delicious!"
Hong Qiu'er looked very happy.
"I'm glad you like it."
"Nephew, nephew, you should eat more too."
Yun Duoduo tore off a few pieces of chicken, kicked off the bones, and placed the steaming, tender chicken into Yun Shaoyuan and Yun Shaomu's bowls.
"Thank you, Ninth Aunt!"
Yun Shaoyuan put the chicken along with the cilantro from the plate into his mouth and chewed happily.
"Ninth Aunt is so kind!"
Yun Shaomu looked at Yun Shaoyuan with a puzzled expression. Cilantro is the worst food!
His younger brother ate it so happily, like a little fool!
Achoo!
Yun Duoduo sneezed loudly. She was sweating a little from eating hot pot, but the doors and windows were open. As the night deepened, a gust of wind blew, making Yun Duoduo shiver and sneeze.
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