My three pots of meat plants

The four of them came to a hot pot restaurant in the mall.

This hot pot restaurant is quite popular, and it was time for meals, so the four of them had to wait in line for a number.

Four people sitting in the equal sign area is a beautiful scenery.

Everyone's eyes stayed on the four of them, wishing they could take off the masks on their faces with their eyes.

So the people passing by stopped here, and the people who didn't intend to eat this hot pot all came to get a number and wait, especially the girls.The waiter in charge of taking and calling the number at the number machine saw this scene dumbfounding.

The girls were all using their eyes to rape/rape, oh, don't be polite, when they raped the three wearing masks, finally a girl mustered up the courage to step forward and asked, "Are you a boy group that is going to debut?"

Wen Wuchu looked sideways at the three people beside him.

From the moment Xue Jingrui sat down, his eyes never left the various hot pots in the glass window. If it wasn't for the mask surrounding him, Wen Wuchu felt that he would be able to see a lot of saliva.

At this moment, Xue Jingrui is still concentrating on his duties as a foodie, and he doesn't listen to inquiries.

Wen Wuchu sighed. With Xue Jingrui's foodie nature, he felt that one day someone said to Xue Jingrui, 'I can provide him with a full banquet of Manchu and Han', Xue Jingrui would probably be poached from his staff.

Wen Wuchu looked at Qi Jingze again, his arrogant expression that I don't want to talk to you mortals, even wearing a mask can't stop him.

Wen Wuchu shook his head, then looked at Bai Shengxiu again.

Bai Shengxiu was obviously much gentler, and smiled at the girl's question, but it was a pity that it was blocked by the mask.He wanted to answer the girl, but he didn't answer because Wen Wuchu had warned him not to talk to strangers indiscriminately before going out.

It was Wen Wuchu who answered this question in the end, he felt that it was still necessary to give girls some sympathy. "We're not, just a few friends came out together."

"Ah, no." The girl felt a little regretful and couldn't believe it. "Don't you take off your masks indoors?" The girl's purpose is well known, and everyone next to them pricked up their ears and widened their eyes, wanting to see the true colors of the three of them.

In the end, the waiter saved him.

"Medium table, number 53."

"It's us, it's us." Wen Wuchu took the note and pulled the three of them inside.

Wen Wuchu also likes to eat hot pot in winter, the cold wind howling outside the window, the snow fluttering, the soup pot inside the window is boiling hot, and the poetry and wine years are his favorite images.Even if there is no snow in this city.

All you need is a pot of boiling hot soup, brushing all kinds of shrimp and beef tripe up and down, and eating meat and vegetables, which will make a cold winter full of warmth.

The four were seated.

The other three are from foreign lands who don't know what hot pot is, oh no, people from foreign lands, Wen Wuchu naturally didn't ask for their opinions, and the other three also have the expression that you are right and order well.

"Then first have a mandarin duck pot, then two premium snowflake beef, two mutton, two seafood platters, one three flower toe, one beef veal, one beef tendon, one breast oil, and one brain flower , two servings of duck blood, one serving of fresh fried crispy meat, two servings of mixed vegetable platter, two servings of fried tofu skin, the main course is wide noodles, and four bowls of rice. Oh yes, I almost forgot, and two servings of fish roe Lucky bag." Wen Wuchu is a frequent customer of hot pot, and he ordered the dishes after he was familiar with the road.

"Let me tell you." Wen Wuchu introduced very happily. "The soup base here is absolutely outstanding, and the two main soup bases of Yuanyang pot are excellent!"

No need for Wen Wuchu to say, Mr. Sanpen Rouzhi has already felt it.There is a tangy aroma in the air, and the flyer on the table is the pattern of mandarin duck pot.

"The clear soup is beef bone radish soup base, boiled with big bones, simple and light. As for the spicy pot, it is said to be a secret recipe. The soup base is thick and red, not spicy and does not hurt the eyes. Oh, by the way, can you eat spicy food? "Wen Wuchu suddenly thought of a very crucial point.

However, it is a pity that although the Dalu Kingdom where the three Rouzhi Lords live has a variety of dishes, rich seasonings, and dishes with aura, there is no such thing as spicy, so the three of them did not answer.

"I really regret your life." Wen Wuchu sighed.

"Didn't you say, don't talk to strangers? Why did you talk to that girl just now?" Bai Shengxiu said without beginning or end.

Wen Wuchu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he just casually replied to the girl while waiting for her number to be called.

Why does this guy care about this.

"We are different. If you say something, you may be exposed, so I don't care. Come on, come on, I'll get you any seasonings you want. The seasonings here are self-service."

Qi Jingze had no intention of answering at all, while Bai Shengxiu seemed dissatisfied with Wen Wuchu's answer just now, so he said lightly, "Whatever."

Fortunately, the supporter Xue Jingrui immediately raised his hand: "I, I, I, I will go."

So the two took four dishes to the seasoning area.

Wen Wuchu likes to mix seasonings, sesame oil, sesame paste, minced garlic, coriander, millet pepper, and chopped green onion.

Wen Wuchu had only filled the second bowl when he heard whispers around him seemed to increase.

He looked up, so scared that the bowl almost fell to the ground.

Xue Jingrui, this brat, took off his mask at some point. The face behind the mask is indeed pleasing to the eye, but this brat actually scooped up a spoonful of oil with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

Wen Wuchu hurried over to grab the spoon, and then the bear boy still looked at him and commented seriously: "This soup is a bit salty."

Wen Wuchu had no choice but to lower his voice and say, "This is seasoning, not soup. It's the same thing as the soy sauce you dipped in your fried eggs in the morning."

In terms of food, Xue Jingrui is still very perceptive, nodded hurriedly, and then sighed: "Then the seasoning here is so rich, it's not like Chuchu's kitchen."

So it's my fault, I hardly cook before you guys come, okay?

It’s amazing to have sugar, salt, chicken essence, vinegar and soy sauce!

Wen Wuchu roared inwardly.

Wen Wuchu broke down and filled the other two small bowls in Xue Jingrui's hands with seasoning sauce, and then saw the waiter on the side watching them.

Wen Wuchu thought about explaining.

My younger brother is a bit stupid?

Not feeling well?

Can't take care of yourself?

Came back from abroad?

It seems that any explanation is so far-fetched, and it can't explain why he stuffed a spoonful of seasoning directly into his mouth.

So Wen Wuchu gave up directly and urged Xue Jingrui to return to his seat.

Back at the seat, the mandarin duck pot was already boiling, and most of the dishes were served.

Most of Wen Wuchu's originally depressed mood dissipated immediately, and he started serving dishes to everyone.

"The beef here is very good. The hot beef here is clear but not bland, fresh but not vulgar, tender but not raw. Come and try it." He said and put a spoonful of freshly brushed beef in a bowl for one person. a little bit.

It was the first time for the three Rou Zhijuns to eat hot pot, imitating Wen Wuchu's way of dipping in seasonings.

"It's really delicious!" Xue Jingrui's eyes lit up.

"I didn't lie to you, did I?" It was rare for Wen Wuchu to find a sympathy with Xue Jingrui.

The other two high-cold Rou Zhijun also couldn't control themselves when they ate the first bite of delicious food, and it was difficult to maintain their non-human temperament, so they soon joined the ranks of food sharing.

This really can't be blamed for the poor concentration of these two high-cold meat master Zhi.It was really because Wen Wuchu cooked for them after time travel, so that they misunderstood the food in this world, thinking that the taste was only at the barely edible level of Wen Wuchu. This time, they finally realized the essence of Chinese food. With a little bit of essence, you can't stop for a while.

Wen Wuchu ate to his heart's content, seeing the other three eating happily, he was very satisfied.

But gradually he felt something was wrong, why more and more people passed by their table.

Usually, when you eat hot pot, you add soup base twice. Why does the waiter come every two or three minutes.Sometimes just after adding the soup base, they are still waiting for the soup to boil, and the waiter will come again.

Then Wen Wuchu quickly found the answer.

He looked up and saw the person who was eating across the way, and remembered a very important thing that he had been ignoring all the time. They took off their masks while eating!

Although Mr. Sanpon Rouzhi is very down-to-earth when he eats hot pot, he doesn't have the usual sense of immortality that makes people feel like I want to go home with the wind, but the appearance of the three faces is there, it is really shocking .

Wen Wuchu looked around secretly, and found that apart from the waitresses who gathered together not far away, the guests at other tables were also frequently looking at their table.

There are also some more exaggerated ones, obviously there is no seasoning area in their area, and it is not a passage to the toilet, but they still walk around from a long distance, especially when they pass by their seats, they all put them in the same place slow down.

Sure enough, it would be troublesome to bring these three people out.Wen Wuchu sighed inwardly.

However, the three people who were complained were completely immersed in Huaguo cuisine and could not extricate themselves, and they ate so much that they were so hungry.Especially Xue Jingrui, after all the dishes on the table were swept away, he took the spicy pot soup and poured it on the white rice that had been neglected before, and ate it happily.

In the end, the dishes and bowls on the table were all cleaned up. Xue Jingrui was sweating profusely from eating spicy food, but he still looked at Wen Wuchu expectantly: "Can this soup be packed?"

Uh...Wen Wuchu felt that he had to forgive this child who was conquered by Huaguo's delicacies.

"Don't do it, be good, next time you make money, I'll take you out again."

The three of them put on their masks, and the attention was reduced a lot.Wen Wuchu quickly settled the bill, and took the three of them home.

He felt that he must carefully consider taking these three people to public places in the future, and he must not soften his heart just because they are pitiful.

The author has something to say: I suddenly want to go out to eat Haidilao or Baheli ╮(╯▽╰)╭