Chapter 1603

Hairy tripe in the soup up and down, full of bright red oil, was fed to the mouth.

Spicy soup is like a pioneer, first burst in the mouth, followed by crisp tripe, as thin as a leaf, chewing without the slightest hardness and toughness, crisp taste makes people intoxicated.

Besides being spicy, the unique flavor of this soup also makes Meg's eyebrows slightly pick. These three differences give this spicy hot pot another direction of delicacy, which is a surprise taste.

Different spice combinations perfectly blend the flavor, not compete for the main spicy flavor, but give it a more rich sense of hierarchy.

He then picked up a long duck intestines, immersed them in the hot pot, lifted and put them for several times, and the duck intestines began to curl up, rolled around in the dipping dish, and then fed them to his mouth.

The right heat makes the crisp taste of duck intestines perfectly released. The spicy red soup removes the fishy smell of duck intestines and gives them a wonderful taste. The sound of dregs almost chews the tongue

Half a spoonful of pig's brain has been boiling in the pot for a while, biting it with a spoon and blowing it around the mouth, then it's stuffy.

The appropriate spicy taste first makes the taste buds nervous, and then the pig brain melts in the mouth. The delicate taste is similar to that of bean curd, but the pig brain tastes softer than that of glutinous sponge silk. The fragrant taste blooms on the tip of the tongue, which complements the spicy taste and brings a unique taste enjoyment.

Flammulina velutipes in the pot, lotus root in the pot up and down toss.

McGonagall was holding the fat cow with his chopsticks. He looked up at Rina, who was still a little nervous. He said with a smile, "don't watch. Come on, sit and rinse together."

"Oh." Rena Leng for a while, or in accordance with the words to sit opposite McGonagall, but also joined the ranks of hot pot.

Hot hot pot, dispelling the chill of winter, in the tumbling of red soup, witnessed the delicious.

McGonagall wiped the sweat on his forehead and the red oil on the corner of his mouth with a paper towel, and his face was a little satisfied. Looking at Rena, he said: "after the decoration, you can find a good employee to open the business directly. If the bottom of the pot and the ingredients can maintain such a level, the price will be slightly lower than that of the Maimi restaurant, and the business of the hotpot shop will not be bad."

"Red soup... Also passed?" Rina looks at MEG in surprise, but she is still trying to control her emotions.

"Yes, your improvement is very successful, and some flaws can't cover up its brilliance. This is a brand new spicy hotpot base, which has unique taste but delicious flavor." MEG nodded seriously.

Rena's talent in spice recognition and cognition once again shocked him to find such an appropriate substitute in such a short period of time, and determined that even now he can't make the finished hotpot seasoning.

"Thank you." The smile on Rena's face finally bloomed completely, and the efforts of several days and nights were not in vain!

Getting McGonagall's approval is more important than anyone's approval. After all, he created the hot pot, and no one has more say than him.

"In terms of recruitment, you may consider elves. Now Phyllis should have a lot of people who are unemployed. There are many talented people among them. If they can be arranged in suitable positions, the number of employees in the hot pot shop can be greatly reduced and the overall work efficiency can be improved." McGonagall suggested.

Because all the factories in the north of the city have not been completed, there are still 20000 Night Elves idle in the north of the city.

Among them, there is no lack of level 6 or 7 spirit magicians. For example, a water diversion mantra of a level 5 water system spirit magician can undertake the work of ten old aunts who are in charge of cleaning work, and they are better than them.

Fewer employees can reduce the operating cost of the hot pot shop, improve the service quality in space, and avoid the situation of disordered personnel.

"Let the elves be waiters?" Rena's eyes brightened, but she soon showed some worry. Noble spirit, would you like to be a waiter in a hot pot shop? Will their wages be very high?

"You can ask Phyllis, maybe it's not as expensive and difficult to recruit a sprite employee as you think." Meg said with a smile.

"All right." Rina nodded. She was really worried. She thought so much before she knew.

"It's time for me to go back. Although I'm full, I have to prepare lunch for them and get ready for business." McGonagall glanced at his watch. It was nearly eleven o'clock. He got up and walked towards the stairs. He said, "I'll be in charge of today's bone soup. You can be busy in the shop first, and it's OK to come back later."

"Well, please." Said Rina, looking at Meg's back.

"Maybe you can try the flaw of spicy hot pot again." Meg said without looking back.

"Blemish..." Rena's eyes fell on the red soup pot, which was nearly half short in front of her. She picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of red soup and put it up to her nose. She closed her eyes and sniffed carefully. Her delicate eyebrows frowned, "what's more, or what's less?"

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"Rina, why haven't you come today?" MEG is cooking lunch for her people in the kitchen. Mia and they come one after another. They look around and wonder.

"She has already had lunch. Just now I tried the new hot pot she developed in her shop. Because of its outstanding taste, both of them were full." Meg said with a smile.

"Rena is so excellent. Have you finished the transformation of the hot pot seasoning so soon? Will the hot pot shop open soon? " Mia was surprised.

Others are also full of curiosity to look at McGonagall, the new hot pot shop area is huge, many times larger than the Maimi restaurant, people look forward to.

"Yes, as long as the decoration is completed and the staff recruitment is successful, we can start business directly." McGonagall nodded, and the most time-consuming and laborious decoration was coming to an end.

"I'm looking forward to it. I hope Rena's hotpot shop can tell those hotpot shops who are doing extremely poor in quality control and taste despite the low price. What is a real low price hotpot shop?" Mia said expectantly.

"It's easy to hang them." McGonagall said quietly in his heart that he was also looking forward to the new hot pot shop.

Even if the per capita consumption is 100 copper coins, the daily turnover of a 1000 person shop should easily exceed 200000, which is a hen laying golden eggs.

"Clear the table and get ready for lunch." MEG turned off the fire, put the braised meat in the casserole on the plate, and said.

After lunch, Elena asked MEG to go upstairs. As soon as she closed the door, she opened the door and said, "Sean is coming to the city of chaos. We're here today. Do you want to kill him?"