"Clear soup pot."

Gu Yuan, "... Why do you have such a thin pot bottom that doesn't smell at all."

The bottom of the pot he ordered is good. The aroma is called strong.

The temptation made his mouth water.

He smelled the strong fragrance and wanted to put all the dishes on the table into it, but he couldn't. some dishes were cooked and some needed time. He had to be patient.

His companion couldn't wait to get a spoonful of easy cooked beef rolls, blow them cold and feed them into his mouth.

The delicious and spicy food at the entrance made him shout loudly after swallowing the beef roll.

The man who ordered the clear soup pot saw this and said, "Lao Zhang, is this spicy butter pot really so delicious?"

"It's really delicious. It has rich taste levels and strong aroma. The key is moderate spicy. Would you like to try it?"

With that, he fished some cattle shutters and put them in the unused material dish.

The man was also impolite. He directly reached out to take the material dish and gave him the unused material dish before he could not wait to taste it.

He regretted the taste.

If he had known that the bottom of this spicy butter pot was so strong, he wouldn't order a clear soup pot.

He was just about to ask the waiter to give him another pot bottom, took a bowl and ran to the counter. His companion, who didn't know what he was busy with, came back.

Seeing him sitting there with a depressed face, he said strangely, "what's the matter with you?"

"I ordered the wrong bottom of the pot. I want to call another key flavor."

"Hey, I thought something was wrong, isn't it? It's easy. Just get a bowl. "

With that, he scooped some clear soup with a spoon, poured it into the feed bowl, and stirred it with chopsticks, which became a heavy flavor feed bowl integrating fresh, spicy and spicy.

"Look, just dip it in this."

The man dipped his chopsticks in it and tasted it. His eyes lit up in an instant. Unexpectedly, he could do it like this.

He said in surprise, "how did you know?"

The companion said helplessly, "Vivian said, but you are addicted to the live broadcast and don't pay attention to it."

The man smiled awkwardly, got up and ran to get a material bowl back, and then entered the mode of big eating.

At this moment, everyone is addicted to the delicacy of hot pot.

The only exception is the old man sitting by the window in the corner.

He didn't light hot pot. He ordered fried vegetables.

After everyone ate for a while, his dishes came up.

The dishes he ordered were very grounded, including a steamed egg, a Dongpo meat and a stir fried seasonal vegetable.

Different from the steamed eggs in bowls in other restaurants, the container for steamed eggs in Jane's small building is the eggshell of Firebird.

Firebird's eggs are about the same size as ostrich's eggs. The eggshell is a good container, especially hard, but easy to be heated, so that the egg liquid inside can't be eaten.

It's not that you can't eat.

It's not delicious.

There is not only a strong fishy smell, but also a black floc after cooking. When you take a bite, the taste is unique.

However, the eggs steamed with Firebird eggshells have a strange smell.

In the eggshell painted with exquisite patterns, there are tender and smooth goose yellow steamed eggs, with a little meat sauce and finely chopped scallions on the surface, which looks particularly exquisite and pleasing to the eye.

The old man picked up a small silver spoon and dug out a spoonful of steamed eggs.

The steamed egg, which is tender and elastic, vibrates on the silver spoon. You can imagine how fresh and tender the export feeling is without entrance.

Sure enough, I couldn't even feel that it was an egg after the entrance. It was tender and slippery. Before people reacted, it slipped down the mouth into the throat and landed in the stomach.