As soon as GE Junlei's words fell, he received white eyes from his daughter-in-law.

"Can't buy it." Mo Hongying said gloomily.

Then he began to eat it.

If she can buy it, she also wants to buy it, even if she eats hot pot at home every day. As long as it is hot pot of today's level, it will become.

But she experienced the origin of this hot pot with her own eyes.

Not to mention anything else, just the bottom of the soup, which Gu Lingling cooked for almost half a day.

Just this patience, Mo Hongying doesn't think she and Ge Junlei have.

In addition, there are steps to fry the base material, what kind of ingredients to use, how much to use and when to put it. Mo Hongying thought she could remember it at first, but she was flustered later.

Forget it, she has decided to give up.

She was born without the ability to cook, so even if she was taught by others, she still couldn't do it.

It's like catching rice at noon.

It seems simple, but if you ask her to do it now, she still won't do it.

It's all right. If you want to eat hot pot in the future, you can go to the store opened by Gu Lingling in Qin City.

The taste is a little worse than today's, but it is already delicious than others.

When GE Junlei heard that there were so many ways in it, he resolutely stopped asking.

"My sister-in-law is really great." Looking at the young, cooking is so good.

"The sea of clouds is blessed." Commissar Liang smiled and patted Yang Yunhai on the shoulder.

Yang Yunhai smiled and continued to cook for Gu Lingling.

Several men drank another glass of wine.

Mo Hongying brought the wine from home, Maotai and a bottle of red wine.

"Come on, little girl, have a drink." Mo Hongying also poured a glass of wine for fan Cuiling. "It doesn't matter to drink some wine for beauty."

"OK, I want to drink." Fan Cuiling said happily.

Commissar Liang originally wanted to stop it, but seeing that she was so excited, she was not saying anything.

It's a big deal. When she gets drunk later, he just carries her back.

Fan Cuiling took a sip first. She didn't want Baijiu to be hot. It was a little sweet. She felt pretty good.

So I took another sip.

It's delicious.

Zhang Lanfang also rarely relaxes today.

Yuanyuan ate earlier than them, and now she has gone to bed in Gu Lingling's room.

Don't look after the children.

"Have a drink, too." Wang Peijun toasted her, "you've worked hard these years."

In a word, Zhang Lanfang's tears are coming down.

She has been quiet since she gave birth to Yuanyuan, and her mother-in-law at home is a son preference, but fortunately, Wang Peijun is in front of her, but even so, she is under great pressure.

With Wang Peijun's words, she is worth it.

"Look at you, what is this?" Wang Peijun scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed. "Come on, let's go."

With that, he flushed and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Zhang Lanfang also drank the red wine in the glass.

For a time, it seemed that only the bubbling sound of hot pot could be heard.

"I want to drink more." Suddenly, fan Cuiling shouted loudly.

"This girl... Isn't she drunk?" Mo Hongying couldn't laugh or cry. "Why did you drink a glass secretly? You can't drink any more. This red wine is powerful."

"No, I'll drink it. Give it to me!" Fan Cuiling stubbornly said, "I'm not drunk. I'm awake. I have to eat hot pot."

Mo Hongying, "..."

"Well, stop drinking." Political commissar Liang helplessly took down her glass, "have something to eat."