Chinese food saves the world

The Chinese restaurant is full of diners at the beginning of the weekend night, and the atmosphere seems to be particularly high today. Perhaps a big reason for this is that the dinner is the mouth-watering mandarin duck hot pot.

Hao Leti has been busy in the kitchen for a long time. She poured the boiled clear soup and red soup into the mandarin duck pot that was divided into two halves by a copper plate, forming a Tai Chi pattern.

The extremely fresh clear soup is boiled with old hen, old fat duck, ham feet, ham stick bones and spare ribs with water. Minced pork and chicken breast meat are added to make the rich white soup clearer.

In Chinese cooking, the pursuit of deliciousness is almost to the extreme, and the requirements for this pot of red soup are even higher. Hao Ledi melted butter into the broth, Pixian Douban, Yongchuan Douchi, minced chili, minced ginger, pepper, Salt, Shaoxing wine, rock sugar, and fermented glutinous rice juice are indispensable ingredients. Only in this way can the red soup be rich in taste, thick and palatable, and fresh and sweet.

Hao Leti helped the waiter deliver Yuanyang hot pot to tables of guests, and by the way, each table was given a pot of self-brewed rice wine.

The rice wine with glutinous rice as the main ingredient has a simple brewing process. The taste is mellow and sweet. The extremely low alcohol content makes it less irritating. It is very suitable for daily drinking in moderation and has an excellent taste.

On the dining table with a warm atmosphere, fresh and mellow, spicy and slightly numbing double pots complement each other. The spicy and light are different, and each one can choose what they need. The effect of light or meat and vegetables in the same pot is simply wonderful.

What is even more addictive is the irresistible smoke and fire when the ingredients are put into the boiling soup. Being infinitely drawn closer, it is steaming hot, and the soup is one.

For example, the two super rich people who sat at the same table because they couldn't find any other meal friends on this day——

Mr. Tony Stark, who doesn't like spicy food very much, is staring at the richest man in Gotham who is feasting on the red soup pot.

Although the clear soup pot on his side is very fragrant and delicious, the tangy aroma hits the nostrils, and the taste is even richer, fresher and hotter, tempting the appetite to the extreme.

But Master Wayne, who was sitting opposite him and eating heartily, obviously made Tony Stark more and more eager to move towards the red soup pot. Ten seconds later, the mascara couldn't help but put the beef into the red soup pot.

The secret red soup recipe is rich and delicious, and on the basis of not being too spicy, it also ensures that the taste is salty, fresh and oily but not greasy to the greatest extent.

Tony felt that the extremely delicious beef seemed to be beating in his mouth, and the gravy and soup burst out in his mouth at the same time, and he took a sip of sweet rice wine, which was extremely satisfying.

——Still addicted to Chinese food today, Hao Leti is God himself to diners!

The Frankenstein quartet broke the fixed weekly recipe again tonight, and continued to taste Chinese food on the weekend.

Sheldon was boiling beef balls in the slightly spicy red soup pot specially made for him by Heletty, "I have started to learn Chinese systematically—"

The little expression on his face seemed not to mention how complacent he was, and he spoke Mandarin in a weird tone, "The monkey is sleeping in my stomach."

Hao Leti happened to serve him rice dumplings, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows when she heard this sentence, and tentatively guessed, "Are you trying to say—the good taste is in my stomach?"

Shelton's eyes are wide open and he looks like he's asking for a compliment.

Hao Leti cleared her throat, "Sweetheart, do you know any other Chinese?"

"Syphilis donkey!" The theoretical physicist looked proud.

Howard, whose Chinese is better among nerds, corrected, "It's a beautiful day!"

"...Goodday?" Hollett felt frightened. Who else in this world can call daily greetings a "syphilis donkey"?

She will never dislike Sherlock Holmes again in the future. She translated Chinatown's "big health care" foot washing city directly into Chinese "clubfoot" with Google.

Facing Dr. Cooper who was begging for praise with a sweet smile on his face, Hollett could only praise without conscience, "Very talented, Chinese level ten."

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After preparing all the mandarin duck hot pot soup bases for each table of diners, Hao Leti approached the private box that was specially opened today, holding a pot of rice wine and freshly baked small cakes.

In the private box full of oriental charm, through the unfolded diamond-shaped wooden window, you can faintly see the charming night outside the window. Warm light is sprinkled from the ceiling. With the steam from the hot pot, the two British gentlemen seem not as lively as before. Do not enter.

Mr. Big Holmes, who had just arrived in Los Angeles an hour ago after several days of meeting dinners in Washington, D.C., was wearing a dark British three-piece suit.

But what he said at this time is not like this, "Sherlock, if you continue to let it go -->>

If you become an addict yourself, you will only become more dull. "

The consulting detective's legs are crossed, his face is pale and his eyes are clear, "reasoning and adventure can replace nicotine and cocaine most of the time to keep me excited, but you still seem to be unable to throw away the cake when you are facing the blessing of middle age."

Hollett cleared her throat and entered, interrupting the never-ending tension between the two Mr. Holmes. She placed the small cake in front of the British government, "Low sugar, it will save you from toothache and body shape troubles."

Mycroft felt that he should refuse to eat this small cake, but the rich baking aroma that came slowly made him hesitate.

——It’s low-sugar, isn’t it?

Hollett sat next to Sherlock, "Mycroft does have some sugar problems, but you smoke and drink and burn your head, which is much more serious than him."

The consulting detective gritted his teeth, "I, this, yes, God, of course, roll—"

Hollett's attitude was extremely perfunctory, "You smoke and drink naturally, but you are a good boy?"

The head of the secret service in Great Britain satisfactorily ate the small cake, while admiring the young brother's out of breath, you see, how well he raised the youngest one.

But Mycroft didn't get his composure for long—

There was a low knocking sound from the diamond-shaped wooden window on the wall. A few seconds later, a miniature drone flew in from the window, and on the top of the drone was an oval-shaped tablet with many Faceted silver object.

The miniature drone continued to approach, and Sherlock's voice was low, "What's that silver thing up there? Mycroft?"

"It's the DX-701 resistance grenade. I authorized the purchase of a batch not long ago." Before the British government finished speaking, the sensor of this resistance grenade was activated instantly. "As soon as we move, the grenade will explode."

"How's the power?"

Mycroft and his younger brother looked at each other, "Enough to destroy the entire restaurant."

During the discussion between the two Mr. Holmes, Hollett didn't say a word. She kept observing the resistance grenade until she found a very hidden lowercase Greek letter ε on the lower side of it with hundreds of cuts.

&windising." Hollett's soft voice with a special emotion sounded in the almost stagnant air.

She lifts her foot towards the drone.

Until Heletty held the small silver thing whose sensor had been activated in her hand, it still didn't cause an explosion.

Because this is a fake, or rather, it is a grenade that has been specially processed so that it can no longer cause an explosion. After all, a fake can't fool the two Sherlock Holmes.

The door of the box room was pushed open from the outside, and there was a sound of footsteps, as if stepping on a certain unique rhythm.

The European woman is tall and thin, with a pale face that has not seen the sun all year round, and her gray eyes are unpredictable, as if she can easily hypnotize anyone to go to hell.

Obviously, the highest level of defense that MI[-] has maintained for many years is useless to her. Olos Holmes, who was supposed to be imprisoned in Sherringford Fortress, successfully escaped from prison again.

Because today is Heletty's birthday, even if she is in purgatory, she will return to her side.

Olos, who was regarded as a "demon" by the British government, could speak so softly at this moment, "Happy birthday, Holly."

Hollett almost crashed into her arms, "I know you will definitely come."

When these two epoch-making gifted women are in the same room, everyone else will almost become superfluous. At this moment, Oulos, whose IQ is extremely high and far surpasses that of Newton, looked at the two brothers coldly, "You two step into the It gets funny and dull after middle age."

Entering middle age? !Mr. Dafuku and Xiaofu, who were 32 and 39 years old at the time, corrected their words, "According to the age division determined by the World Health Organization, the middle age is 45 to 59 years old."

Hollett obviously doesn't like others to refute Oluosi, "The United Nations defines age groups, mainly to discuss related issues such as poverty, education, employment, health, drug abuse, crime, etc. Among them, the age group of young people is from 15 to 24 years old. Years old, after tonight, I will also be classified as a youth, Olos said that you two have entered middle age, of course it is true."

The two Mr. Sherlock Holmes who can always call the wind and rain on weekdays and remain invincible——

The genius sister was so high in IQ that it was terrifying. She almost became the psychological shadow of their childhood. Then one day, the big devil sister picked up a little girl and threw the little girl to them within two years. As a result, they raised a supercilious child. Wolf!

And the big devil Dongfeng girl looked at Hao Leti's extremely sincere little face, and felt that her heart was about to melt——

My family, Heletti, is the cutest in the world. I want to pick all the stars from the sky and give them to her!Give her all the candy in your pocket!

These two sweet obese patients and the dull little curly hair actually wanted to rob her of her sister?