Chapter 205

In the backyard of Xinyuan restaurant, shopkeeper Zhang asked people to move out a table stacked in the warehouse and set it up. He also asked people to bring a special small charcoal stove and put it in the empty part of the table. Finally, he put the pot on it. When everything was finished, Ling Jingxuan touched his chin and turned around the table several times. He nodded frequently only when he was sure it was almost the same as what he remembered.

"This stove must be made of smoke-free carbon to ensure that it will not let smoke run into the pot, let alone smoke the guests. I will cook the bottom material in the kitchen later. Brother Zhang, you can prepare some pork brain, pork slices, pig water, seafood and fish fillets, and prepare each vegetable. Then, let people go to my uncle's hot and sour powder stall on the wharf to buy some fresh noodles Let's do this for the moment. By the way, don't forget to prepare sesame oil and set a table in the hall at noon. I'll invite all the staff of Xinyuan to cook hot pot in the hall. "

Xinyuan's guests are very receptive. The flavor of hot pot and its unique dining style will surely attract other people's attention. As long as they have a try at noon, tomorrow, no, maybe the hot pot will be on sale in the evening.

"This All raw? "

Manager Zhang made him confused. Why did he suddenly think of a treat? And how to make raw food? Can't you just cook it in that pot?

"Well, it's raw. I'm in a hurry today, and there may not be many ingredients to find. By the way, I brought a lot of mushrooms. It's just right to use it for hot pot."

Knowing what he was wondering about, Ling Jingxuan didn't want to explain it to him in detail. When they saw the hot pot, they would all know it. In fact, hotpot is the most convenient of all foods. As long as the bottom of the pot is well cooked, you don't have to worry about the taste of the food.

"Mushroom?"

He didn't understand it, but something even more exciting came out of his mouth. The mushroom was a good thing. The mushroom he got from him a few months ago had been reluctant to eat, but later it was simply dried. Every time he wanted to eat it, he soaked several flowers to relieve his hunger. Looking at Ling Jingpeng's basket full of white and tender mushrooms, shopkeeper Zhang's eyes would stare out Now, his hand almost trembled. He smelled the unique smell of mushrooms. Shopkeeper Zhang felt that his saliva was about to flow down. Where did he find so many mushrooms?

"Ha ha Brother Zhang, I'm here to talk to you about the purchase of mushrooms. Let's go to the private room? "

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan can't help laughing, and Yan Shengrui and others behind him are also smiling one after another. If he knew that they had cultivated mushrooms, he would be scared to death? The cultivated mushrooms are not the same as those picked on the mountain. They are basically non-toxic. Moreover, because Ling Jingxuan used crescent spring water, the taste of the cultivated mushrooms is not worse than that of the wild mushrooms. What's more, according to the principle of crescent spring, it may be able to keep fit for a long time.

"Well? Well, well, you go to the private room on the third floor, and I'll tell you a few words and go up. " Looking back, shopkeeper Zhang reluctantly returned the basket containing mushrooms to Ling Jingpeng.

"Well, Shengrui, take your children to the private room first. I'll go to the kitchen to teach the chefs how to cook the bottom of the pot. Jingpeng, you'll come with me."

After a little meditation, Ling Jingxuan made a decisive decision. The longer the bottom of the soup is cooked, the more delicious the hot pot will taste. Anyway, pig bones are cheap. It's good to thicken it a little. Fortunately, the bittern recipe that he sold to Zeng Shaoqing last time has been promoted in various branches. The ingredients should be ready-made, and it won't take too much trouble.

"Dad, I want to go with you, too."

Lingwen suddenly broke away from his father's hand, instead of holding him. Ling Jingxuan looked down at him, pinched his nose fondly and said with a smile: "how come, you still want to steal to learn?"

Although he doesn't have the male chauvinism that men stay away from the kitchen, the big steamed buns in their family are still small. He wants to learn cooking skills. After he is ten years old, Ling Jingxuan seems to have forgotten that before he crossed the road, big steamed stuffed buns, who were only four years old, made their own fire to cook for them.

"No, I just want to help my dad. Let me go, dad?"

Holding his hand a strength of shaking sajiao, Ling Wen rare wayward, Ling Jingxuan was amused by him, busy way: "good, good, let's go together."

"Thank you, Dad."

With his consent, Ling Wen cracked his mouth with a sweet smile. Ling Jingxuan bent up his fingers and knocked on his head. He raised his head and said to Yan Shengrui, "you go to the private room first. If you can't find anyone, you will cry. We'll be there soon."

"Well, don't be too tired. Just let them get ready."

Nodding, Yan Shengrui touched his face and left the backyard one after another.

Each branch of Xinyuan has reserved a private room for their owners. Since Zeng Shaoqing announced that Ling Jingxuan would become the second owner of Xinyuan, he also had the qualification to enjoy exclusive private rooms. When Yan Shengrui opened the door of the private room, he saw the little buns lying on the imperial concubine's couch happily shaking his feet, while in the corner, Yan Shan, who was almost paralyzed, was going to die The living nest is there, not even the strength to hide in the dark.

"Father, where have you been? I'm looking for you everywhere, father. I'll tell you, uncle Shan is so powerful. He took me to fly all over Datong Town, but his physical strength seems not very good. I've asked the man in the shop to make noodles for him. Let's fly again when he's full of energy. ""Touch!"

The voice of Xiao baozi dropped, and the sound of heavy objects falling down in the corner. Yan Shengrui held up his son with a strong smile: "well, why don't Xiaowu go to Uncle Shan for morning exercises in the future? Didn't your father say that morning exercise can strengthen your body. Don't you, your brother and your second uncle get better and better just because of morning exercise? After uncle Shan's physical training, he can take you to fly every day. Maybe he can take you to eat roast duck in the county

For fear that he can't kill each other, Yan Shengrui continues to add fire to his belly. Yan Shan, who was killed in the corner, would like to slap himself to faint. Are the father and son still human? Trying to kill him, didn't you? "Well, uncle Shan, you can do morning exercises with us in the future. I'll find wolf dad to accompany you. It will certainly keep up with your speed."

Hearing this, xiaobaozi nodded decisively, and actively found him a super ox fork to accompany him. Yan Shan immediately wanted to die. He had to hold up his body and refused: "no, thank you very much. My subordinates know how to exercise their physical fitness, so they don't have to worry about wolf father and his family."

Nonsense, his brain is squeezed by the door will find an adult wolf to practice with, that is not a companion training, is abusing him to play, OK?

"No trouble, uncle Shan. Don't be polite to us."

I don't know whether xiaobaozi is really cute or fake stupid. He waved his hand warmly. Yan Shan was bitter and wanted to cry without tears: "I'm not polite to you, little master. I really don't need it."

Please be polite to me. At this moment, this is the only true portrayal of Yan Shan's heart. He finally understands why Yan Yi fell into a depression. The little master's black looks stupid and cute, but in fact, it has a greater impact than the master's black, because they can't refuse and can't reason with him.

"Is it? That's a pity. I'd like to introduce you to wolf father. "

Xiao baozi finally gave up. Yan Shan couldn't help but spit out a puff of turbid gas. He didn't want to know what wolf pup was.

Looking at his subordinates being abused, Yan Shengrui can't say it's funny. Any one of them is a jingling character in Beijing. Many girls and daughters in law want to marry them, but now they are toys for their sons. Is it because he and Jingxuan's education are too successful or their resistance to pressure is too small?

"By the way, why don't you see dad and brother? Where have they been? "

This just remembers to seem to be missing a few people, the small steamed bun blinks the double eye doubt to ask a way.

"Your father went to the kitchen to help, Xiaowen and your uncle also went. Maybe we will come later. Let's wait for them here"

Yan Shengrui poured a cup of tea for him, and the steamed bun took a sip of his hand and asked excitedly, "is Dad thinking of something new to eat? I want to eat and see, father. Shall we go to the kitchen, too? "

When it comes to food, he has no resistance at all. Yan Shengrui can't help laughing: "it's new food. It's like it's called hotpot. Don't go to the kitchen. We can eat it at noon."

To be honest, he was also interested in the hot pot, but he didn't know what the taste was like.

It's hard to avoid some disappointment. Xiao baozi lowers his head in a lack of interest. Yan Shengrui looks down at him. He just wants to say something. There is a knock at the door. Shopkeeper Zhang, who has arranged everything for Yan Shan, comes along. Baozi raises a bright smile and calls uncle sweetly. He turns back and waves his hand enthusiastically: "Uncle Shan, the noodles are coming. Hurry up Eat it. You look pale. You must be hungry. "

"Er" looks at the super bowl of noodles, which is not much smaller than the washbasin. Yan Shan's forehead is black, and his eyes turn to Yan Shengrui for help. He is overdrawn, not hungry, OK? It's strange that he can't hold up a bowl of noodles.

"Xiaobaozi also cares about you. Eat it quickly. If you are hungry and thin, I can't explain to Yan Yi and them, isn't it?"

Yan Shengrui, with a false and serious face, not only didn't rescue him, but he pushed him directly into the fire pit. Manager Zhang, who didn't understand the situation, looked at them in silence. His intuition told him that he must not speak now, otherwise he might be unlucky.

"You don't have to tell me."

With his teeth clenched and his eyes full of steamed buns, Yan Shan had to step forward, pick up a large basin of noodles, and turn out of the private room. He was a heinous bandit in his last life. Otherwise, how could he get to such a pit father's master and a simple black belly in his life?

"Father, is uncle Shan not fond of noodles?"

Looking at him as if he was decadent, he frowned and asked, afraid that he would be hungry. He also asked his brother-in-law to give him more ingredients.

"No, he likes it very much. It's just that his food is not good-looking. I'm sorry to eat in front of us. So Xiaowu, you should pay attention to your own eating style in the future. Otherwise, when you grow up, you will be like Uncle Shan. I'm sorry to eat with us."

"Oh, I know my father. I'll pay more attention to it later."

Muddleheaded, Xiao baozi slipped down his leg and chased out, but when he opened the door, he met Ling Jingxuan. The little guy forgot his purpose and hugged his leg excitedly: "Dad, I heard that you have made new food again. Xiaowu really wants to eat and see.""What do you know besides eating

Ling Jingxuan scratched his nose and pulled him into the private room. Ling Jingpeng couldn't help laughing.

"Hee hee, people just like the novelty food that dad thinks out. You like it too, brother, don't you?"

The thief with the skin of a small bun laughs and does not forget to pull in an ally. Ling Wen, who always loves him, nods without thinking: "well, the food made by my father is better than that made by sister song."

"Ha ha You two have a sweet mouth

Ling Jingxuan was so happy that he could see them with honey in their eyes. For his two little buns, even though they were hard and tired, they were worth it.