The master of metaphysics became rich after going down the mountain

Le Ning looked at the hung up phone, blinked, looked at Zhou Tang and the others, and felt that something was wrong.

Song Bai came to the shop to report in three to five days, and the live account has almost become his shop's delivery account. I heard that Song Yuncong has also been stationed in Rongcheng. In fact, their relationship is much closer than that of Zhou Tang and the others.

After thinking about it, Le Ning sent a few messages over.

Knowing that the mountain is the best: My fault, then I sincerely invite Young Master Song to eat hot pot, okay?

Knowing that the mountain is the most powerful: Young Master Song?

Song Bai returned after a while, "Perfunctory!"

Knowing that the mountain is the most powerful: nothing!My sincerity can be seen every day!

This time Song Bai didn't come back, and he didn't know if he was holding back his strength to sulk with himself.

Le Ning sent a few more words, but there was still no news. Instead, Zhou Tang finished sweeping the snow and brought two plates of freshly prepared fish.

In order to establish a good relationship with the master, Zhou Tang has given away everything, and after sending it back and forth, he found that sending money and giving species of fish is far less practical than sweeping snow and giving delicious food.

"Master, my daughter-in-law has newly made braised fish and boiled fish slices. They are just out of the pan and are fresh. They go well with hot pot."

Pairing boiled fish with hot pot is pure nonsense, but Zhou Tang is very confident because his wife's cooking skills are really good.

Sure enough, Le Ning was poking the rose on the little snowman's head and was so happy that he stretched his neck immediately when he smelled the smell of braised fish.

Song Rong's pot bottom and ingredients were also prepared over there, and the secret hot pot ingredients were mixed into the pot, which was red and oily, bubbling, and the promenade was filled with the spicy and delicious aroma that made people drool.

The meat brought by Mr. Wen is all excellent meat, evenly fat and thin, with fine texture, cut into extremely thin slices, the leaves are fresh and tender, and the green vegetables are also green. There is a big table full of various ingredients.

Le Ning rubbed his hands, pulled Mr. Wen to grab the best strategic high ground, and Zhou Tang and Chen Yu followed suit.

"It's time for dinner, it's time for dinner!"

A group of people smelled the tempting fragrance and were about to start, when the door was suddenly pushed open, and a person rushed in panting angrily.

"Song Bai?"

Le Ning looked at the person rushing in, "Why are you here?"

Song Baixiong strode over arrogantly, and threw a club in front of the table, "If you don't take me with you to eat hot pot, I would be too bad if you let me go! Of course I want to come, to eat poor you!"

As he spoke, he stomped the two big bags in his hand onto the food rack next to him.

Le Ning looked at the translucent plastic bag, and it was obvious that there were various ingredients inside.

Eat hot pot with its own ingredients.

Also said that he was going to be poor?

He pretended that he didn't understand, and didn't expose Song Aojiao's duplicity, and handed him a pair of chopsticks and dishes together.

"Okay, then our main force today is you."

Song Bai snorted, the depression of being forgotten finally subsided a bit.

When everyone arrived, a bunch of people rolled up their sleeves and started.

The meat dishes were the first to be hot, of course. Zhou Tang and Song Rong were alright, while Chen Yu and Song Bai were honest and naive.

Food is the thing that brings us closer together. After eating a few chopsticks, even Zhou Tang, who is cautious, relaxes, and will compete with Song Rong for chopsticks.

Song Rong seemed to have a good temper, but his hands and feet were quick. Zhou Tang couldn't beat him at all, and his crisp yellow throat fell into his bowl every time, which made Zhou Tang, a man with a child who was about to marry a wife, resented him. look at him.

Song Rong kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and he stood his ground calmly, his face flushed from eating, and he muttered triumphantly in his heart.

Don't look at some people who appear to be fish kings on the surface, but in fact they even want to snatch the yellow throat of the weak banyan tree.

After muttering, he quickly picked up a piece of yellow throat.

Can't even grab it.

Le Ning looked at Song Rong who had never failed to beat chopsticks.

Is this really that interesting?

Song Rong's knife skills are excellent, and his culinary skills have been cultivated to a high degree of proficiency. When the sliced ​​meat is rolled in the pot, it curls up in a few seconds, and it looks so delicious that it drools.

Thinking of this, he stabbed the fat cow that Wen Xingzhi had just picked up with his chopsticks.

Wen Xingzhi smiled and glanced at the child who was full of fighting spirit. He didn't tell him that the thing was originally scalded for him.

Le Ning stared at the delicious meat under Mr. Wen's chopsticks, and was about to take another shot, but the chopsticks turned and fell straight into his bowl.

He froze for a moment, holding the bowl so beautifully bubbling, he gave Wen Xingzhi a big smile, then took a piece of meat roll and put it in his mouth.

The entrance of the tender meat slices.

Numb, spicy, fresh, fragrant.

Rich in layers, spicy and rich.

Le Ning couldn't help but narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.

Seeing that Le Ning liked it, Wen Xingzhi took all the waves he cooked for the children, and went to iron another plate.

Mr. Wen looked polite, but his movements were not slow, and he piled up a pile in Le Ning's small bowl in a short while.

While eating the hot sliced ​​meat in the bowl, Le Ning still kept staring at the rolling slices of meat in the pot. Sure enough, the hot pot was more delicious. Song Rong and Zhou Tang preferred clear soup. Although Chen Yu also ate spicy pot, he preferred Prefer the tomato pot.

Mr. Wen will not fight him, so if he really wants to fight, his real opponent is only Song Bai.

The tender and delicious slices of meat rolled in the bright red soup, both Le Ning and Song Bai stared at the meat in the spicy pot.

Just when Song Bai was moving his chopsticks quickly, Wen Xingzhi raised his eyes and gave him a light glance. Song Bai was holding the chopsticks, but he didn't dare to fight with Le Ning under the watchful eyes of Mr. Wen, so he could only secretly condemn the bowl Le Ning, who is on the cutting edge,

"Eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot..."

Le Ning scooped up the fancy mutton slices with his chopsticks, put them into Mr. Wen's bowl politely, and spoke without guilt at all.

"Eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot is the minimum respect for hot pot!"

Song Bai was speechless, and watched Mr. Wen take a few mouthfuls casually, and then began to concentrate on hot food for Le Ning. He couldn't offend him at all, so he simply chatted with Chen Yu.

"Chen Yu, how is your family's live account doing?"

Chen Yu's family has been responsible for the supply of plants for the shop.

Le Ning has never been picky. He sells whatever plants Chen Yu's family supplies. What he sells are spiritual plants, and he doesn't care what species the plants themselves are.

But he doesn't care. The big shoppers who come to the plant shop do care. Many of Chen Yu's supplies are net red plants, which are too tasteless.

Doesn't show their style at all.

They don't dare to ask everyone to change suppliers, but they can change the supply types of the Chen family.

What is drastic.

What does it mean to start from the source.

This is!

A group of business leaders are very enthusiastic about the Chen family. They develop their sales channels every day, and occasionally give them advice on how to make money. Occasionally, when the company needs to purchase, they can use their home if they can, just to improve the Chen family. Then let them cultivate a little taste, and supply some tasteful plants to the shop.

Chen Yu ate a few mouthfuls of beef slices from the spicy pot. It was hot, spicy and fragrant. He couldn't stop drooling, and he had to find some time before he could answer Song Bai's question.

"It's okay, it's okay,"

The warm mist filled the air, the pot bubbling, and the air was filled with the delicious smell of food.

It was a snowy day, eating warmly all over, and chatting with Chen Yu about the live broadcast, Song Bai suddenly thought of a strange thing in the live broadcast circle recently.

"Hey Le Xiaoning, do you know? On our live broadcast platform, there was an anchor who disappeared during the live broadcast."

While picking up a fat beef wrapped in chili oil with his chopsticks, he took out his phone and clicked on the saved video, "That's it."

Zhou Tang and the others looked up subconsciously.

Le Ning took a bite of the duck blood that he had just "snatched" from under Mr. Wen's chopsticks. The duck blood was tender and tender, and most importantly, it was very tasty, thick, spicy and satisfying.

After taking a big bite, he unhurriedly looked at Song Bai's phone.

The video was not long, and the key clips were edited. A host with exquisite and picturesque facial features was bringing goods. Gifts flew straight from the live broadcast room. Various special effects of gifts took up more than half of the screen, and the atmosphere was very hot.

The anchor introduced the goods with a smile on his face. Halfway through the introduction, he suddenly knocked his head on the table, and there was even a frozen smile on his face when he bowed down.

The assistant next to him didn't realize it for a while, thinking that the anchor was creating an atmosphere, and followed up with a few words of praise, but after a while, the anchor still fell on the stage and moved.

The assistant vaguely felt that something was wrong, and pushed people while telling warm-up jokes.

It's okay not to push, but when she pushed, the anchor fell down along the table, bringing a bunch of cartons and merchandise.

The camera fell down and was facing the anchor's white face. When he realized what was going on, the assistant was so frightened that he screamed and passed out on the spot. The live broadcast room was immediately chaotic, and the camera was turned off after a while.

Zhou Tang and the others were taken aback, "My God, such a young girl is so gone?"

"What's the situation, this is it." Chen Yu was also surprised and frowned.

"The official statement is sudden death from overwork." Song Bai bit his chopsticks and glanced at Le Ning, "Then what, Le Xiaoning, did this female anchor really die suddenly?"

Le Ning glanced at Song Bai who played the video again, "What? Is it your friend?"