Eat spicy hot pot at night

Author: Child Practice

Eat spicy hot pot at night

Grandma waited at her parents' doorstep as usual. After evening study, the driver of the electric tricycle would take us both home safely.

It was past nine o'clock, and the car door was closed and the five fingers were missing, let alone the numbers on a piece of paper money were clearly seen.

Today, my grandma just received her salary and increased a little more. At night, she came with an electric tricycle to pick us up. On the way, she asked us if we were hungry and if we wanted to buy something to eat.

I remembered that when the summer vacation of elementary school, my grandma was waiting at the door to pick us up early. The tricycle took the three of us directly to KFC, which was able to breathe a sigh of relief as soon as we entered. Seeing the people who came late, we had already sat down and enjoyed the cold ice cream comfortably, and we still felt very happy.

Now, eating ice cream can no longer meet our needs.

"No need." I couldn't think of what to buy.

But I had a plan in my mind.

I don’t want to eat snacks, I just want to eat, eat delicious rice and noodles with dough and noodles with crispy meat. I don’t like fried fish, and I still can’t spit it out even if it’s fried.

My sister and mother like to eat it very much.

Like my father, I love to eat mutton, but unfortunately mutton is expensive and I can’t eat it a few times a year, so I don’t have fun eating one or two pieces of meat at all.

I hope to buy a lot of mutton one day to eat. It is best to eat your stomach and make it a ball, then sit on the sofa with your round belly and rest, soak a cup of hot tea water, and watch TV while blowing the water, which is extremely comfortable.

No longer have to pretend to be careful and stare at the book, nor do I have to write boring homework.

Just a foolish dream.

In the school, in the class before lunch, after the bell rang, the history teacher rushed to cook. Sometimes he would slip out two minutes earlier, and at the same time, he told us not to make too much noise and go to dinner as soon as possible. However, when we go downstairs, we must walk as gently as him.

We did as we did.

But in order to take into account the face of our class teacher, he chose to rush out after hearing the ringing. The teachers in other classes were still halfway through the questions, either continuing to talk or telling the students that the classroom in our class would be empty next time.

The class monitor always likes to show off and take the opportunity to show off that there is a good teacher in our class who does not delay classes.

"Let's go, squad leader." Tiange wanted him to keep a low profile and not to arouse public outrage.

The class monitor likes to sing the opposite tune: "I'm leaving. Didn't the teacher remind us not to walk out of the voice?"

That didn't let us sway in front of the class that had not yet finished class and walked quietly.

Tiange said helplessly: "I'll leave first." He no longer paid attention to the class monitor who likes to cause trouble.

"Tiange, wait for me." The class monitor was unhappy and was very dissatisfied with the behavior of being left behind. He chased him and gave him a reasonable and well-founded preaching. He quickly left what the teacher said, and wherever he went, it would inevitably cause a sensation.

The classroom is close to the stairs. You can go out from the front door and go down the stairs directly. There are other classes on the other side of the corridor, and the toilet and other stairs are there.

He is different from ordinary people and is worthy of being the squad leader.

I like to follow the crowd. I follow the big army and run to the cafeteria, holding the meal card excitedly, looking at the team with few people on either side, still picking around, thinking about which side to line up faster.

There are many dishes in this window, and the dishes in that window are newly served. Thinking about what to eat later, I have the illusion that although the food in the cafeteria is unpalatable, if it is the turn to eat it first every day, it is still possible to eat it, at least you can eat your favorite dishes.

The students who came late only had leftovers. Not only did they eat the dishes they liked to eat, but the rice was also cold.

The popular meat dishes that students like to eat are basically ordered one, but in total, only two pots are cooked, which is enough for who can eat it?

QQ Sousuo.

However, if you are a boss, you want to make more money. Whether you can’t sell meat dishes or vegetarian dishes is wasted? They don’t have to calculate the account.

The food is cheap.

A few cents per pound.

What's more, people who are in the cafeteria go to buy it, and it's cheaper to choose something that is not that fresh. There are all kinds of cabbage, green vegetables, pickles, pickles, shredded vegetables, winter melons, one piece of one piece, five pieces, and a little shredded pork is more expensive, and it's just going up by three piece, five pieces.

A chicken leg costs four or five yuan, even if it is frozen, the cost will be one or two yuan. If you can't sell it too much, it will be no more loss than selling those vegetarian dishes.

What's more, the effort of cooking meat dishes is definitely more than cooking vegetables, and the seasonings are used. When you buy it, you have to put it in the refrigerator. The refrigerator needs electricity, which is all the cost.

If students are forced to eat in the cafeteria, I am afraid that even the two pots of meat will not be willing to cook. They are all vegetarian, which is very convenient.

Although washing vegetables costs water, it doesn’t cost much water if you wash them once or twice. It’s troublesome to wash vegetables. Anyway, the boss doesn’t wash them by himself, so it’s okay to hire people to do more work.

In this way, everyone stopped eating, so they went to the convenience store to buy some bread, instant noodles, chicken feet, duck necks, and it was the boss who made money.

It’s just the difference between making more money and making less money. The boss who has worked for a long time must have his own rules, which not only allows students to eat in the cafeteria, but also makes students feel that they are not full. They go to the convenience store to buy snacks to maximize their benefits.

Where can I buy it?

Tomato and eggs are also a favorite dish. There are not many eggs in a pot, but they don’t even go late when they are served. After all, tomatoes are more expensive than those vegetables.

Not to mention nutritious spinach and lettuce, it is so expensive. It is more expensive than meat in winter. I have never seen a canteen sell it. After all, our family rarely buys it for food.

In fact, we shouldn't expect the canteen to sell.

My sister suggested: "Eat spicy hot pot."

"Malatang?" Grandma repeated it in local dialect, thinking it was a soup, so she refused directly, "How can you eat enough to eat soup?"

"It's not soup, but spicy hot pot. It's just cooking in a pot. There are vegetables and meat, and you can also add noodles and silk powder. It's delicious." My sister wanted to eat it, so she explained in detail.

Grandma still didn't understand very well, but she quickly agreed: "Okay, eat malatang. I have lived for so many years, but I haven't eaten malatang yet. I'll eat it today."

"It's delicious, delicious." My sister smiled happily.

After getting off the car, there was a row of Malatang shops. Grandma paid the money and asked us: "Where is Malatang?"

The sister pointed to the big pot cooking in front of her in the open air and said, "It's here."

The weather was getting cooler and the little bugs learned to keep warm on the pot.

Grandma felt it was unhygienic at first sight. She was looking forward to eating it just now, and now she advised us not to eat it: "This kind of spicy hot pot is not clean, let's go eat something else." She pulled our two handrails and walked under the armpits, and she didn't forget to complain as she walked, "What's so good about this spicy hot pot? I thought it was the one next to your elementary school. I often buy rice cakes for you to eat. You like it the most... I won't eat it here anymore. Be good, let's go eat something else."

My sister was unhappy and said with a stern face: "If you don't eat spicy hot pot, I won't eat it anymore, you two."
Chapter completed!