Chapter 630

"OK, please take a seat at table 7. I'll bring you the hot pot bottom right away.". The landlady pointed to the position of table 7 and said to Ye Rongrong.

Ye Rongrong and Liu Qingqing come to table 7 and sit down. Ye Rongrong looks at the table strangely. It's a rectangular table with four pits slightly larger than the water bottle, about 20 cm deep.

"Wife, what are these holes for?"

Ye Rongrong asked curiously. After all, ye Rongrong came to this kind of self-service hot pot shop for the first time, and he didn't know the facilities inside.

"Ha ha, husband, it seems that you haven't eaten self-service hotpot. This is the bottom of the hotpot. Look at these switches on the table, which are used to adjust the temperature of the bottom of the hotpot. Up is to increase the fire, down is to decrease the fire. When the bottom of the hotpot comes, you will know how to operate it. It's very simple."

Liu Qingqing said with a smile. Looking at his man's puzzled look, Liu Qingqing is very happy, and finally has something that his man doesn't know.

Within two minutes, the bottom of three pots came. A waiter brought a small round iron pot with boiling water, put it on the pit on the table, turned on the switch on the side of the table, and the boiling water on the iron pot began to bubble.

"This is the bottom of the pot. It looks like boiled water. How can we eat hot pot?"

Ye Rongrong looked at the bubbling boiling water and asked suspiciously. After all, ye Rongrong has also eaten hot pot. Hot pot has a bottom, but he has never seen the bottom like boiled water. At most, there are several pieces of pepper floating on it.

This is the bottom of the pot. It's too simple.

"Ha ha, my husband, I'll just take the food I like and brush it in the pot. Let's go to pick the food, my husband." Liu Qingqing stands up with Ye Guangrong and says.

After Liu Qingqing, he went to the vegetable selection area, picked up an empty tray, and began to choose his favorite food in the vegetable selection area. There were a variety of dishes in it. Ye Guangrong picked up several shed bowls and put them on the tray. With the clips on the dish, he put some fried dough sticks, chestnuts, taro, Xianggu and mutton into the shed bowls. Then he saw that he didn't want to eat anything I went back with my plate.

"Husband, you don't have much." Liu Qingqing saw that there were only a few things on Ye Rongrong's plate, and not many, so he said.

"Ha ha, you've got enough, so I don't have to take so much, or I'll waste it if I can't finish it." Ye Rongrong said seriously.

When ye Guangrong was very young, he developed the habit of not wasting food. Ye Guangrong used to live in a poor family in the mountains. His mother only went to the town once a week to buy some vegetables.

These dishes usually have to be eaten every week. A piece of chicken is not willing to eat even after several meals. Sometimes the dishes fall on the ground carelessly, they are all washed with water and then eaten. If anyone dares to waste food, they will be on the bench.

When ye Rongrong was eight or nine years old, he often went up and down the mountain with his elder sister, who was two years older than him. In the hot summer, he watched his parents' happiness and hardship in the farmland.

Therefore, ye Rongrong is very clear that every grain on the table is not suitable. Ye Rongrong is ashamed of any waste of grain. Although the price of grain is relatively low, it is hard won.

Although Ye Guangrong has always been a lazy person who doesn't like to work, it doesn't mean that ye Guangrong doesn't know that these grains are hard won.

Therefore, ye Guangrong has developed the habit of not wasting food since childhood. Of course, another important reason is that ye Guangrong's parents can't see their children wasting food. If ye Guangrong dares not to eat the rice clean, his father's bench will be ready at any time.

Even now that ye Guangrong is rich, he is still not allowed to waste food. Every time his wife can't eat rice, ye Guangrong will take it and eat it.

Ye Rongrong remembers that the first poem he learned in primary school was hoeing. "Weeding day is in the afternoon, sweat drips down the soil; who knows, every grain of Chinese food is hard." It shows that the ancients attached great importance to food, which was hard won.

It's just that people are beginning to waste money, especially those who have some money or power. They regard waste as a manifestation of their status and power. Every meal is extravagant and wasteful.

"Husband, come to eat the popular girl. I'm familiar with it." Liu Qingqing picks up the fragrant aunt in her pot and sends it to Ye Guangrong's mouth.

Ye Guangrong opened his mouth and swallowed the dish Liu Qingqing sent to his mouth. He chewed it twice and then ate it. It was a little spicy, and it didn't taste very good.

Ye Guangrong is now a kitchen god, and he is also a gourmet. In Ye Guangrong's opinion, the bottom of the hot pot is really not very good, that is, boiled water with salt, monosodium glutamate, pepper and so on. There is no special hot pot material.

"Wife, you are pregnant now, you should pay attention to food hygiene, use a pair of chopsticks, this is raw vegetables, use these chopsticks, cooked food for clean chopsticks."

Ye Rongrong said to Liu Qingqing. After all, there will be some bacteria in the raw food. If you use the chopsticks to hold the cooked food, there will be the risk of bacteria entering from the mouth.

Many of people's diseases are caused by eating unclean food, which is often called "disease comes from the mouth". As a pregnant woman, Liu Qingqing's resistance is lower than that of ordinary people, no matter she or her children, so she should pay more attention to healthy diet.Originally Ye Rongrong didn't want his wife to eat this hot pot, but his wife wanted to eat it very much, so he had to accompany her, but the hygiene must be paid attention to.

"Well."

Liu Qingqing obediently takes out a pair of clean chopsticks again. Liu Qingqing also knows that pregnant women must pay attention to personal food hygiene, otherwise it will affect the health of their children.

"Husband, how about it? It tastes good." When Liu Qingqing saw that his man began to eat hot pot, he asked.

"It's OK. I can eat it."

Ye Rongrong said. Although Ye Rongrong is a good cook now, he is not picky about food. He can eat good food, but he can eat bad food.

In the words of rural people, "I have a good appetite. It's delicious.".

"Ha ha, I'll eat and see."

Liu Qingqing puts a piece of pork in her mouth. After two mouthfuls, Liu Qingqing puts down her chopsticks. Suddenly, Liu Qingqing feels that the self-help hot pot she used to like is so bad that it's hard for her to eat.

How could that be?

It seems that my stomach is spoiled by the delicious food made by my man. The food outside is not to my taste. I can't eat the self-help hot pot I used to like.

"Wife, what's the matter with you?"

Ye Rongrong looks at putting down the chopsticks and asks Liu Qingqing, who frowns a little.

"Husband, my appetite is spoiled by you. I can't eat this self-help hot pot."

Liu Qingqing said with some embarrassment that the self-help hotpot, which used to be delicious, has no taste at all now. Compared with the food cooked by her man, it's a world of difference.

In fact, Liu Qingqing doesn't know. She used to eat self-service hotpot in a high-end hotpot shop in Beijing. It must taste much better than the hotpot shop in this small county. The hotpot taste of the hotpot shop in this county is much worse than that of Aunt Liu's cooking.

Now I'm used to eating delicious food. Once again, Liu Qingqing has no appetite for this ordinary self-help hot pot.

"It's OK. If you can't eat it, don't eat it. You'll eat something else later."

Ye Rongrong said. This self-help hot pot is not good. Ye Guangrong is eager for his wife to eat less or not.

"Husband, I took too much just now. Now I have no appetite. What should I do with these dishes?"

Liu Qingqing looked at a lot of dishes in his pot and said. If you had known that this hotpot is so bad, you should not take so many dishes. It's a pity to waste it, but you don't want to eat it.

"It's OK. I can eat all of them."

Ye Rongrong said. Now ye Guangrong's appetite is very big. Let alone such things, ye Guangrong can eat more than twice as much.

Even ye Guangrong felt that he was becoming a bucket.

"Husband, I feed you."

With that, Liu Qingqing picked up a potato chip from her own pot and sent it to Ye Rongrong's mouth.

"Delicious."

Although the taste of potato chips is not beautiful, but his wife's behavior of feeding himself makes Ye Guangrong feel very beautiful. The potato chips immediately become much more delicious.

"Husband, eat this mutton again."

Ye Guangrong has just swallowed the potato chips Liu Qingqing sent to him. Liu Qingqing starts to pick up the mutton and send it to Ye Guangrong's mouth.

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"This man is too happy. Let such a beautiful woman feed him hot pot. Isn't it a shame for us bachelors? God, let's split this man away."

Sitting in the most inside, looking at the man on their side of the leaf glory, he said to his table bachelors with a jealous face.

"Show love, die fast!"

A bachelor is bleeding in his heart. He can't help cursing ye and glorifying them in his heart.

"Wife, if you see the wife feeding her husband, you should learn." A young man said to his wife sitting opposite him.

"Since this woman came into the shop, you haven't left her eyes. You still want me to feed you. Why don't you die?"

The woman said to her husband very unhappily. If it wasn't for the public place and the influence, women would really want to slap their men.

This simply ignores the existence of his wife.

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Under the discussion and strange eyes of all the people in the shop, Liu Qingqing fed her man hot pot and spent almost an hour eating all the food in the two pots.

"Well Finally finished eating. Ha ha, this meal is a little full. " Ye Rongrong touched his round stomach and said with a smile.

Eating hot pot is really easy to get full. Ye Guangrong doesn't think he eats a lot, but his stomach is already full.

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