Daqin: Qin Shihuang Visited The Stalls At the Start

"Stop chatting, come here quickly, and have fun!"

Listening to Su Yu's shouts, a group of three, who were chatting in a group of five, took their seats one after another.

Fortunately, the table is big enough.

Otherwise, it would be a bit crowded for six people.

At this moment, in the huge mandarin duck copper pot in the middle of the table, two kinds of soup were boiling.

Red oil spicy pot, bovine bone mushroom soup pot.

Due to today's Daqin, ingredients are really limited.

Both types of pot bases were made by Su Yu intuitively.

Fortunately, it tasted pretty good.

"I said Su Yu, how do you eat this hot pot? Do you drink soup directly?"

"Yeah Su Yu, and this soup, why are there two colors?"

"Brother Yu, this red soup smells so choking, cough..."

"..."

The five of you discussed the mandarin duck pot in the middle of the table.

For this kind of "hot pot" that has never appeared in Daqin.

Their curiosity outweighs their appetite.

But among the five, Li Si was surprisingly silent.

I looked at the people who were discussing for a while, and looked at the hot pot for a while, not knowing what was on my mind.

Su Yu pressed his hands down slightly.

"Listen to me, the soup here is not for drinking, but for rinsing."

"rinse?"

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, some are unclear.

Only Meng Wanning, who went to buy mutton with Su Yu in the morning, had some guesses in her heart.

"Alright!"

Su Yu picked up a piece of plump mutton and put it into the hot pot.

The constantly boiling soup will cook the thin slices of mutton in just a moment.

When it was taken out again, the tender mutton was wrapped in red chili oil, which was extremely tempting.

"Who will try it first!"

"Then why don't you ask?"

Lao Zhao was not polite to Su Yu at all.

As soon as he smelled the strong taste of the hot pot base, he had already started to swallow.

Relying on himself next to Su Yu, Lao Zhao grabbed the mutton he was holding with his chopsticks.

I dipped the sauce in the bowl twice and put it in my mouth.

"Your Majesty..."

Li Si stood up immediately.

Your Majesty, what are you doing!

The king grabbed food from the chopsticks of his subjects.

Such a move is simply a rebellion against Heaven!

Besides, we haven't tested the poison yet. What if the food is poisonous?

But no one seemed to care about him at this time.

Wang Ben and Meng Yi were licking their lips, waiting for Lao Zhao's reaction.

"Hey... delicious! This meat is absolutely amazing!"

Lao Zhao chewed the mutton in his mouth.

The expression is indescribably wonderful.

"Su Yu, you sizzle on the meat... why are you..."

"hot."

"Spicy? I remember, is this the chili you told us about?"

Lao Zhao is definitely a smart man.

Just from this word, I guessed the existence of pepper.

Su Yu nodded: "The unique spicy taste of chili can make dishes look brand new. With wild pepper, this hot pot is mainly seasoned with pepper and wild pepper."

"No wonder, this chili is indeed... hiss, is there any water?"

...

Seeing Lao Zhao eating, everyone started to imitate Su Yu.

Pick up the mutton and put it in the hot pot.

"I'll wipe Lao Wang, your meat is not cooked yet, you'll be rinsing it for a while."

"Lao Meng, where's the meat on your chopsticks?"

"Hey, hey, why doesn't Lao Li eat it? Come on, I just rinsed it... I'll wipe it, Lao Zhao, you even grabbed the meat on my chopsticks!"

"This taste, Mother Tait is very energetic, and this spicy pot is delicious!"

"Pharaoh, my niece is on the side, don't speak foul language."

For a time, everyone was eating in full swing.

Even the first time he came here, Li Si, who was a little restrained, tasted the mutton that had been boiled.

His eyes lit up, and he gradually let go of his hands and feet.

They all found that this spicy taste was a little irritating when eaten.

But there is an irresistible magic.

After a while, everyone in the room was covered in chili oil, and their heads were sweating.

But even so, the charm of spiciness made them put the meat in the hot pot again.

Wang Ben also took the time to bring up the good liquor.

Yiyi fell to the crowd.

As for Meng Wanning, the bowl is just the previous honey grapefruit tea.

"Come on, come on, cheers!"

Lao Zhao raised the wine bowl.

He and Su Yu learned this "cheers".

According to him, the "immortals" on their side would shout a toast when they drink.

Then they touch each other's containers for wine, and they suffocate in one gulp.

After several attempts, Lao Zhao found out.

It's really fun to drink like this!

"Cheers" "Come on, come on!"

"Hey...this wine..." Li Si took a sip of rice wine, and his face instantly became extremely wonderful.

Wang Ben patted his shoulder and said, "How about it, let's be strong!"

Li Si nodded. Indeed, this wine was the most mellow wine he had ever drunk in his life.

No wonder His Majesty, Wang Ben, Meng Yi and the others have been obsessed with it.

Hot pot with white wine, everyone ate happily.

Even Li Si, who was difficult to integrate at the beginning, would be able to insert two sentences from time to time.

Seeing everyone sweating profusely.

Old Zhao, who was still wearing black clothes in the summer, was soaked all over.

Su Yu quickly interrupted everyone's conversation.

"I said what are you paying attention to when you are here? You wear so much on a hot day, should you take them off?"

Several people stopped in their hands and looked at Su Yu in unison.

At this moment, Su Yu, wearing a sackcloth cardigan, exposed her chest and explained arms.

Big burlap pants.

On his feet, he stepped on a pair of slippers that he knitted himself.

Needless to say, this outfit looks cool.

But everyone looks at me, I look at you, and there is a wry smile on their mouths.

You can wear this, but we can't!