Eat hot pot?
Mu Yangzi and the other three looked at each other in confusion, obviously not understanding what eating hot pot meant.
Ye Qingyun looked at the Mohist saint.
"Who is this?"
Zhao Ding hurriedly stepped forward to introduce the Mohist saint.
"Master Ye, this is my Mohist sage."
The Mohist saint also stepped forward, cupped his fists and saluted.
"Old Yan Wuqiu, I came here especially to pay homage to Mr. Ye. In addition,"
Before Yan Wuqiu finished speaking, Ye Qingyun was already waving.
"Everyone who comes here is a guest, and it's a good time to have hot pot together. It's a fun time for everyone."
Yan Wuqiu ""
Ye Qingyun's enthusiastic attitude caught Yan Wuqiu a little off guard.
He was thinking about his meeting with Ye Qingyun all the way.
Prepared a lot of rhetoric.
As a result, not a single word was used.
"This Mr. Ye is very easy-going."
Yan Wuqiu thought to himself.
"Master Ye, why are you eating hot pot?"
Mu Yangzi asked curiously.
"This is a delicacy from my hometown. Everyone gathers around the pot, scalds the food in the pot and then uses it immediately."
“The food is a blast!”
Ye Qingyun said while tinkering with the seasonings in the pot.
"I see, it's quite novel."
Mu Yangzi nodded.
"Call Kunlunzi here too."
"Oh, okay."
After a while, Kunlunzi was also called over.
At this time, all the hot pot ingredients are ready.
The fire has also started.
Because he was afraid that some people couldn't eat spicy food, Ye Qingyun even made a mandarin duck pot very considerately.
One side has red soup, the other side has clear soup.
certainly.
Even if it is a clear soup, it has a rich and mellow taste, but it is not spicy.
Everyone sat around the pot, looking at the big pot in front of them.
Huikong was naturally used to strange things. He had followed Ye Qingyun for so long, and he didn't even know how many hot pot meals he had seen Ye Qingyun eat.
Even Huikong himself can make this hot pot.
certainly.
Huikong still doesn't want to eat meat. Even if he eats hot pot, he only eats vegetable leaves.
It was the first time for everyone else to see hot pot, and they were all full of curiosity.
Soon, the pot began to boil.
Half of the red soup also began to fill up.
It exudes a pungent and compassionate yet very unique aroma.
Several people smelled this smell, and they all looked surprised.
"about there."
Ye Qingyun began to pour ingredients into the hot pot.
Taking advantage of this time, Ye Qingyun did not forget to prepare dipping sauce for everyone.
The dipping sauce is very simple and is the same for everyone.
Three kinds of garlic, sesame oil, coriander, and some hot pot stock.
It is the most authentic dipping sauce.
No need to add any other messy things.
Several people each held a small bowl of dipping sauce, looked at the dipping sauce in the bowl, and then looked at the tumbling pot.
Can't help but look forward to it.
"alright!"
Ye Qingyun immediately picked up the chopsticks and said to several people.
"Eat whatever you want. If you can't eat spicy food, just eat what's in the clear soup. But it's best to try the red soup first."
"good!"
"Then you're welcome, old man."
"The poor Taoist also moved his chopsticks."
Mu Yangzi and others moved their chopsticks one after another.
They all followed Ye Qingyun's example, rolling the ingredients picked up from the pot into the small dipping bowl, and then putting them into their mouths.
After one sip, the expressions of several people changed.
The ingredients are very hot!
But the taste is very rich, numb and spicy.
Coupled with the aroma mixed with the dipping sauce, the taste is even more layered.
The indescribable and wonderful taste impacted the tongues of several people.
Hiss!
For a moment, several people gasped, but their faces were full of satisfaction.
“It’s so delicious, it’s simply unimaginable!”
Zhao Ding couldn't help but exclaimed.
“It’s truly the most delicious thing in the world!”
Mu Yangzi nodded repeatedly.
Kunlunzi didn't say anything, he was in a daze.
It's not that he is absent-minded.
It’s not that I think this hot pot is not delicious.
But it's too spicy.
Kunlunzi's face turned red visibly to the naked eye, and large beads of sweat broke out from his cheeks and forehead.
Eyes dull.
Apparently he was stunned.
Ye Qingyun glanced at Kunlunzi and knew that this kid was stunned.
He quickly moved a large wooden barrel from the stone table nearby.
To be continued...