The Shen family has been too lively these days, and there are many people eating. Chef Cheng said he was a little tired, so he took a chance and simply made a hot pot dish.
The simple bottom of the pot is too simple and has no technical content. However, a batch of prawns have grown in the space, so the shrimp hot pot is just right.
The backs of the prawns were sliced open and exploded like flowers when exposed to the scalding hot oil. The red shrimp oil looked mouth-watering.
Seven or eight condiment dishes are lined up. There are many condiments such as sesame paste, chili oil, minced garlic, chopped green onion, coriander, and sesame oil, and you can mix them as you like.
Mr. Xu's eyes widened again.
"Why is there only one dish and it's still in the pot? Girl, why are you preparing so many raw meat rolls and freshly washed vegetables?"
Hotpot is no stranger to the three Shen family members, but this is the first time for Mr. Xu and Qin Zheng.
Cheng Xi has already prepared the dipping sauce for Shen Xingluo and his sister-in-law.
"I'll eat those lettuce in a rinse later. Let's eat the prawns in the pot first."
She raised her head and said, "Senior, you can adjust whatever flavor you want. If you're not sure, you can adjust a few more ingredients and try them one by one."
"That's good, then I won't be polite."
When Mr. Xu saw her doing this, he was confused about how to eat it, and he eagerly prepared it himself. Qin Zheng was not to be outdone, and soon there were three more small saucers in front of him.
There are five or six kilograms of prawns in the big pot in the middle. They are all plump. You can eat them directly by peeling off the skins, or you can also dip them in seasonings.
"Mmm--yummy!"
The cooking skills of the Great Yan Dynasty were too easy. Most of the prawns in the river were boiled or stir-fried. It was not as troublesome as it is now.
But trouble also has its advantages, and the ingredients should be taken seriously.
Mr. Xu often has this kind of realization recently.
Qin Zheng had no time to speak. He lowered his head in agreement while eating frantically. He dipped all three plates of snacks in front of him.
Five or six kilograms of prawns may seem like a lot, but in fact it’s not much if divided among five people.
After a pot of prawns was filled with only red soup, Cheng Xi took the broth and poured it in, while adding a few pieces of charcoal under the pot.
The living room suddenly became very hot.
"Fortunately, it's spring now. The weather will be hot in a few days. I really can't eat this pot!"
Mr. Xu felt a little pity.
He never expected that at such an old age, he would just discover how important food is. He has stopped drinking since coming to Shenjia Village.
Hey, by the way, wine!
"Girl, look, I made the medicine to remove scars yesterday. Isn't it time to bring out your good wine?"
Qin Zheng raised his head unexpectedly when he heard this, "Brother Shen, is your face getting better?"
"..." Wasn't it you who had contributed to this in the first place?
Apparently, this grandson of the Qin family was just enjoying the food and completely forgot about the original purpose.
Chen Xingluo nodded, "Mr. Xu has indeed prepared scar removal medicine. Apply it for a few days and it will be cured."
"That's great!"
Qin Zheng was about to jump up for joy, "I knew that Brother Shen would be a very popular minister and would make a great success in the officialdom in the future. Brother Shen is indeed a role model for our generation!"
"Wait, shouldn't you thank me for this? What do you mean by praising him all the time?"
"Hey Young and Old Xu, don't worry about these details, you also deserve a lot of credit."
"..." No, that's not what you meant, I heard it!
Cheng Xi left and came back not long after, with a black stall in his arms, the top of which was sealed with red silk.
"Senior, your wine."
