I do research in ancient times

This is the task that Ning Fei gave him a few days ago. At that time, Juziren was in Ding'an City, and he specially sent the kid Clay to the blacksmith workshop to spread the word.

Since the creation of the [-]-layer horizontal knife, Liu Tie's temperament has settled down instead.

He is less talkative at ordinary times, and he doesn't hang out with his fellow apprentices to brag when he is working. He always writes and draws by himself, which means he is close to Liu Tong in the carpentry class.

Both Mu Donglai and Xu Jin felt strange, but they didn't think too much about it.

Ever since Ning Fei taught the method of pouring steel, everyone in the blacksmith's workshop seemed to have been pumped with chicken blood, wishing to take root by the stove day and night to smelt molten iron.

Hearing that Yongxiguan intends to customize sabers for Zongmen, everyone's enthusiasm for work finally came into play. They each came up with their own plans in a few days, and then forged samples without stopping, working in full swing.

In the end, three plans were selected, and Liu Tie's was among them, which really surprised many disciples.At this time, the kid Clay suddenly sent back a blueprint from Ding'an City, and said that it was Juzi who asked Liu Tie to make it, which immediately aroused everyone's attention.

"This is……"

Liu Tie frowned, scratched his head and looked at the child.

"Did you say anything else?"

Clay thought about it.

"Brother Jizi said that it is urgent, and it needs to be done before the beginning of spring. If you find it difficult, you can ask others for help."

Hearing this, Liu Tie breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to get others to help. This thing needs to be urgent, there are a lot of it, and it needs to be delicate when casting. His big brother Xu Jin is best at it.

So everyone in the blacksmith workshop saw this piece of birch bark.

"This...is supposed to be a hot pot?"

Xu Jin scratched his bald head.

The shape of the whole pot is very strange. It is not a traditional hemispherical shape. It is a bit like a tripod used by a rich family to make hot pots. There is a tray at the bottom and a hollow cylinder in the middle. There is a valve on the top that can be turned to hold the pot together. body.

The inside of the pot is divided into four grids, which are completely closed with iron plates. Jizi also marked the words "no mutual interference, no seepage of soup" on the drawing.

"It's a hot pot."

Mu Dong nodded after looking at it, and pointed to the cavity drawn in the drawing.

"This place burns charcoal."

"Does Jizi want to eat the pot?"

Liu Tie asked the child, but only got a big white eye.

"If brother Jizi wants to eat, then why do you order so many pots instead of eating pots!"

Oh, that's right, maybe it's going to be sold in the store.

Liu Tie thought silently.

This pot is a bit troublesome to make, but it has a novel shape, and it is not a problem to sell it as a rarity.

They guessed right, Ning Fei was indeed planning to cook hot pot.

But the pot is for everyone to use, and the new food room and pig farm are also busy.

With a swipe of his brush, Ning saw that he freely combined the forage ingredients that could be found in Wubao, and selected four kinds of soup ingredients.

Lamb scorpion, pork bone mushroom soup, clear soup and chili pepper.

The chili pepper, the hot pot tool, is still in the system mall. For the time being, it can only be replaced by prickly ash, sesame pepper and various spices from the Western Regions, and the taste is surprisingly novel.

Aunt Niu's job of making the soup is of course, but Ning Fei's supervisor is Ning Fei.Ning Fei was really afraid of Aunt Niu's dark food list, if he came up with a pot of lard and coriander, he might have to go to Niubei Mountain to drink the northwest wind.

A lot of ingredients are used and the demand is high. It takes three days to boil the soup.

Three days later, several huge pottery vats stood in the backyard of the new food room. The aroma was so strong that anyone who passed by couldn't help taking a deep breath, and could eat two more mouthfuls of thick noodle buns just because of the smell.

"Aunt Niu, what did you make? Why is it more fragrant than soybean paste?"

Hassler sniffed at the door of the incident, poked his head out to look inside, and sniffed while watching.

"Juzi let me do it. The day before the beginning of spring, I invite everyone to eat the pot. There are four kinds of soup!"

Aunt Niu laughed.

"What?! Hot pot? Four kinds of soup?!"

Hassler was startled.

He had heard that rich people would eat hot pot in winter, but four kinds of soup, this is too extravagant!

"Oh, what is this? A few days ago, we brought back a lot of womb cabbage from the city, and we will cook it together then."

Hassler is a big speaker, and not long after, everyone in Wubao knew that Jizi was going to take everyone to eat pots, so more people gathered to watch the four big vats in the new food room.

For several days, Mo Zong had been purchasing ingredients in Ding'an City, and even little brother Feng had heard the news, and was anxious to ask Clay for verification.

"Brother Xiaofei asked you to return to Wubao before the beginning of spring, do you want to eat delicious food?"

Clay glanced at Twelve Lang, then nodded slowly.

"Brother Jizi is going to take everyone to eat hot pot together."

Under the boy's earnest gaze, the child reluctantly added another sentence.

"If you want to come, you can go."

"Think about it!"

Brother Feng was not reserved at all, and asked hurriedly.

"When? What time? I will arrive on time."

After returning home, Twelve Lang held his head high like a little rooster, wandering to his elder brother's yard to show off.

"Brother, Brother Xiaofei said to invite me to dinner. I won't be back on the nineteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. I'll go to Mozong to eat hot pot..."

Before he could utter the last word, little brother Feng saw his father sitting in his eldest brother's study, almost choking on his saliva.

"Father is here too."

Brother Feng reluctantly greeted him, and then asked his father for leave.

"Hot pot?"

Feng Dadu stroked the beard on his chin.

"I used to eat this stuff best when I was marching and fighting, but I haven't tasted it for a long time recently, and I miss it."

Faced with his father's hint, little brother Feng closed his mouth tightly and remained silent.

Brother Xiaofei invited him to dinner, so he couldn't invite others to join him instead of the host, and he was not a poor relative of Daqiufeng.

"Father wants to go, let's go together."

The eldest son Feng in front of the desk held up a birch bark letter.

"Brother Fei personally invited us, if we are guests, we can't come empty-handed."

"That's natural! Our family is not a poor relative who beats the autumn wind, so we can't take advantage of Ning boy!"

As he said that, the chief guard gave his youngest son a look, thinking that this kid just didn't have his elder brother.

Look, the face of the card invited by someone himself, the bastard dares to come and show off, I really don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth!

Brother Feng: ...

So, on the nineteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Duhu Feng brought his two sons to the door.

The venue is in the new dining room. Because the Feng family is visiting, Ning Fei specially planned a private room so that the outside would not disturb the Feng family's meal.

As soon as Da Duhu stepped into the yard, he couldn't help but took a deep breath.

"Damn it! It smells so good!"

Mo Zong's hot pot is professional. There are four types of soup in one pot, and the various aromas are mixed together, and there is a kind of excitement of mixing and matching.Ning Fei introduced the types of soup to the distinguished guests one by one, and Xiaodi Feng's eyes widened.

Hey mother, is Mo Zong's hot pot so delicate? !

What kind of mountain delicacy pork bone pot, the pork bone is mixed with chicken oil and chicken soup, then add mushrooms, sealed in a newly fired earthenware pot, and the fire will last for three days, which is completely different from the hot pot that boils water and meat in his impression ah!

There is also the pepper and hemp soup, which uses the unique seasonings of the Western Regions and Nanman. It is delicious, fragrant and refreshing, a taste he has never tasted before!

There are several dipping sauces for the clear soup, and Ning Fei placed four ceramic plates in front of the father and son.

This time, even Chief Protector Feng couldn't help asking.

"Why so many?"

Ning Fei touched her nose.

"One oil dish eats chili sesame soup, the other eats clear soup with dipping sauce, the other drinks soup, and the other gnaws on lamb bones."

He pointed to the sliced ​​meat on the table again.

"From left to right, the time required to wash and iron increases in turn. The leftmost one only takes three seconds, which means counting to three. After that, it takes five seconds, seven or eight seconds, 15 seconds to change color, and half a minute."

"The tender meat won't taste good after being boiled for a long time, but if you are worried about eating it, you can boil it for a longer time."

I heard that little brother Feng is in a bad mood!

Shabu-shabu meat slices are divided into different categories, and each type has different ways of eating and shabu-shabu, and even a shabu-shabu slice has to be counted!

What the hell is Mo Zong, a poor man, and the aristocratic families in the capital are not so particular about it!

"Haha, it's up to you!"

Da Duhu clapped his hands and grinned at Ning Zazi.

"Nephew, then I'm not going to be polite."

As he said that, he unceremoniously picked up a piece of the most tender meat, put it into the pork bone soup, scalded it, and then put it directly into his mouth.

"Damn it! I'm scalded to death, but it's really delicious!"

"This soup is fresh and thick. What did I eat before? What a waste of good ingredients!"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Ning Fei.

"Nephew, you really know how to eat. I don't know how much I have eaten. This time, I finally ate at the right place!"

"Can you take some of this pot and soup with me? I'll go back and find a few brothers to show off and let them learn a lot!"

Ning Fei smiled and nodded.

Chief Protector Feng did not come empty-handed, he directly sent several carts of vegetables and meat to Mo Zong, which greatly enriched Ning Sawzi's tail teeth.

One of the main functions of the annual meeting is to thank the customers. The Feng family is currently the patron of the Mo Sect. If the patron wants to order hot pot, it has to be delivered!

"Cough cough."

Ning Shaozi coughed lightly, and was just about to express his thanks, but found that the three of them, father and son, were all bowing their heads to cook meat, and everyone paid attention to him.

Ning Sawzi touched his nose, silently swallowed the "heartfelt words" he said to build a relationship, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of mushroom, and silently put it in the pepper soup.

The men of the Feng family were amazing in fighting power. They ate this meal from evening to late at night. By the time Feng Kai put down his chopsticks, three rounds of dishes had already been added to the table.

Twelve Lang was still stuffing meatballs into his mouth. Pork vegetable balls were his favorite, one after another, and he didn't want to stop when his belly bulged.

"Delicious."

The man wiped his mouth gracefully. If Ning Fei hadn't seen how much vegetables and meat he ate, he might have thought he was just drinking a cup of tea calmly.

"It's rare that Brother Fei has such an ingenious idea. He eats hot pots so carefully. It's quite similar to the habits of the aristocratic family. But have you traveled in the Central Plains?"

Hearing what he said, Ning Fei laughed.

"Ha, I don't know how the family eats. I learned all this from my Mr. Su."

"Oh?"

Feng Kai raised his eyebrows.

"Is that the one who wrote 'May I last forever'?"

"Exactly."

Ning Fei nodded.

"That gentleman never tires of food. I admire him so much, so I learned his recipe."

He doesn't know what Su Da eats hot pot, but the man who can invent Dongpo meat is a man in the pool, it's okay to blow it up and then throw it away!

"so."

Feng Kai's eyes flickered, and suddenly the corners of his lips curved slightly.

"Dare to ask this Mr. Su, is he a child of a family from the Central Plains?"

Ning Fei thought about it.

"Family has a long history, but it is not a family. It is a great Confucian who was hidden from the world in the previous generations."

"It's just that Mr. is born with a free spirit and is alone. He went out to sea a hundred years ago, and now I don't know where the remains are."

When he was talking, Feng Kai had been watching him.Although the young man's outline is exquisite, he is still thin, just like when he first met him, it seems that he can't be healthy no matter what.

As he was talking, the young man suddenly lost his voice. He looked at the moon in the sky with both eyes, thoughtful, like joy or sorrow.

Feng Kai Moming thought of the phrase "I hope you will live a long life, and we will be together for a long time."

The half-moon in front of me is Chanjuan who cannot be perfect even with people around her.I don't know what kind of romantic person that Mr. Su is, but he can make my younger brother miss him so much.

Thinking of this, the corners of the man's originally curved lips were pursed into a straight line, and his eyes were dim.

Ning Fei did not notice the changes in the people around her.At this moment, he is immersed in the joy of reuniting with the dog system after a long absence.

Just at that moment, the familiar "Ding Dong" sounded in my ears again, and the unlucky system that was almost dragged out of battery went online!

However, Ning Saozi felt that the standby time of the dog system was probably a bit too long, resulting in an astonishingly slow boot speed.

All I heard was "Ding Dong", and there was nothing to say for a long time, making the excited Ning Sawzi wait anxiously.

He held his breath, and cast his eyes aimlessly at the distant horizon, where half a moon hung, just as the background light for viewing the system menu!

Hurry up, the system, I'm all set up, it's just a matter of blowing rainbow farts!