"Eat less, the antique soup hasn't started cooking yet."
Looking at the people wolfing down the food, the prince reminded them subconsciously.
"It's okay, it's okay, I... I can eat it..." General Yang grabbed another pig's trotter and rejected the prince's offer.
Lu Qing couldn't bear it any longer and signaled his junior fellow apprentice beside him to quickly put the vegetables in the pot.
Don’t let these idiots eat too much and miss the real food.
The men in the front yard had a spicy hotpot, and everyone here can eat spicy food.
When the prince used the serving chopsticks to rinse a spoonful of mutton and put it into the bowls of General Xue and General Yang respectively, the two had to put down the pig's trotters in their hands and try the mutton.
Suddenly, the two looked at each other and saw regret in each other's eyes.
It was really a mistake. The prince is a foreigner and they should listen to foreigners.
Sun Yudong was very clever, he followed the prince to learn, and ate whatever the prince cooked, feeling extremely happy.
Fortunately, he did not miss the banquet that day and ate delicious food that he had never eaten before.
Ever since they discovered the deliciousness of the antique soup, they have temporarily abandoned the braised pork.
"I have already eaten this pig's trotter. It cannot be wasted. I will take it with me when I leave." General Yang packed it for himself righteously.
"Yeah, I want to take some too." Sun Yudong, with his mouth full of venison, said unwillingly.
Qian Xingshan was initially shocked, but now he finally reacted and said quickly, "I'll pack them all for you later. If you don't have enough, there's more in the kitchen."
After receiving a positive answer, everyone felt relieved. Now they could focus on eating the antique soup that could not be packaged and taken away.
All of them lowered their heads, staring at the ingredients bubbling in the pot, and their chopsticks in their hands kept picking up various delicacies from the pot.
With his mouth wide open, he put mouthful after mouthful of hot food into his mouth, completely disregarding his image and the temperature.
Sweat dripped from their foreheads, but they didn't seem to care, still immersed in this fierce battle with the hot pot. Every bite was filled with satisfaction, as if the food in front of them was the most important thing in the world at this moment.
Different from the bold eating style in the front yard, the female guests in the back yard were much more polite.
Although their movements were gentle, everyone was eating the soup quite quickly.
I saw plates of ingredients being put in, and in a blink of an eye, the pot was empty.
Lu Hua and Lu Qin were busy putting ingredients into the pot with their friends while also taking care of the children.
In order to let the adults eat to their heart's content, the children sat at a separate table. Instead of having spicy hotpot, they were given mushroom soup pot.
Even though the taste is not as strong as the spicy hotpot, it is also popular among children.
"Big Brother, this antique soup is really delicious." Xue Gengni was holding the bowl and was reluctant to put it down, with his little mouth full.
Sun Zhifeng's face was flushed, and his eyes were shining as he ate. "It would be great if I could have one meal every day."
Qingfeng gave him a look of disdain, "You can't poop if you eat too much."
Qingsong slapped Qingfeng on the head, "We are just enjoying delicious food, why are you talking about that?"
Qingfeng chuckled and didn't mind at all.
Qingsong did not miss the opportunity to promote his own business, "We are going to open a restaurant specializing in selling antique soup."
The children's eyes widened immediately, "Really?"
Given how much they are pampered at home, whenever they cry, they will definitely be given the gukgu soup often.
The children were relieved.
Only Dong Cong looked at Qingsong in confusion, "Brother Qingsong, your family doesn't run a business, so how can you open a restaurant?"
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