Since we want to entertain teachers and fellow students, in short, we should naturally do better and more.

Of course, there are no substandard ingredients in Jane's small building.

You can earn less money, and your reputation can't be bad.

Professor Zhong licked his lips and looked at the colorful ingredients in the white porcelain plate. He said that the meal would cost tens of thousands.

I didn't think about collecting money at all. I put two plates of lovely chicken balls on the shelf. Seeing that the teachers and senior students were drinking soup, no one put ingredients into the pot, so I warned, "you can serve."

"Can I go now?"

None of the people present had eaten hot pot. They didn't know what the process of eating hot pot was. They stopped briefly and began to teach them the detailed process of eating hot pot.

"Now?"

"Yes, yes."

A group of people nodded in a hurry. In short, they said with a smile, "all teachers, seniors and sisters eat slowly. If the food is not enough, press the bell and the waiter will bring it up. I'll go down first. The kitchen is busy now!"

"Oh, forget it. There are drinks in the fresh-keeping box. Take whatever you want."

"These wide mouthed bowls contain ingredients. You can adjust what you want."

He pointed to the white wide mouth porcelain bowl filled with fresh crushed pepper, minced garlic, scallion, Douchi, fermented bean curd and other ingredients. After a brief pause, he asked, "shall I help you adjust it?"

A group of people looked at the ingredients in their hands and shook their heads, "no, no, we'll do it ourselves."

"Well, you can do it yourself. Add some soup after adjustment. It's OK not to add it. Anyway, just follow what you like." Leave a word and leave the box.

Almost as soon as she closed the door, Professor Zhong couldn't wait to open his light brain to take photos. After matching a copy of the new dish hot pot in Jane's small building, he sent it to the family group, the school teachers and students group and the largest global forum in the Empire.

This is not enough. She thought about it and sent it to the largest text Forum area of Xingwang.

It provoked a large group of envious and Howling comments.

Not only is she sending it, but everyone in the box sends it again.

After the show off, one of the students looked at Ms. Zhong, swallowed saliva and said tentatively, "teacher, let's... Eat?"

"Yes, you can eat. Don't worry about our old guys!" Ms. Zhong put down a few shrimps and slid them into the pot. She filled the ingredients and stirred them in the bowl. She took some chopsticks and added some soup to it.

"Lao Tian, what do you want to eat? I'll give it to you! "

Wearing a pair of glasses, Professor Tian with elegant temperament smiled and said, "look at it. Anyway, most of them haven't eaten."

The others also motioned her to go down casually.

So Ms. Zhong began to put vegetables in it.

The three tables full of students are not good. This one says the next plate of beef balls, and that one says not to put too much. It's too late to put it after eating.

Several girls even said, "Xuemei said that fat beef, mutton and fish fillets are easy to cook. Just scald them a little. You can't eat too much. You'd better eat as much as you like."

"Don't put all the meat, lotus root slices, white gourd, potatoes and Pleurotus ostreatus in."

"This shrimp is delicious, fresh and tender. I feel a shrimp dancing in my mouth!"

"Exaggerated, brother, there is a shrimp dancing in your mouth. Why don't you say that the Zerg dance in your mouth."

"Are you stupid? Shrimp is the Zerg. There's nothing wrong with Lao Qin's metaphor. "