367.Interstellar plane-37

Style: Girl Author: Yuchen ZhenzhenWords: 1147Update Time: 24/01/11 17:58:12
Cheng Xi picked up the bubbling hot pot and walked out of the kitchen, giving her a "Follow me" look.

For an interstellar person who has never tasted delicious food, there is nothing more convincing than personal verification. It is better for her to waste less words.

Well, let’s speak with facts!

Tang Tang, who was behind him, could only help with question marks on his forehead, and he was still mumbling.

"There's not even a single cooked dish, just a hot pot and you're calling it a meal?"

Why is it so unreliable?

Originally, I was full of expectations for Cheng Xi's craftsmanship due to the spicy smell of hot pot, but now my expectations have completely dropped below the horizon.

She couldn't believe that a flower could be eaten from that pile of raw ingredients that looked like they were just pulled out of the soil!

The rectangular dining table was quickly filled with various ingredients, including spinach, lettuce, baby cabbage, tofu skin, fried bells, bamboo shoot slices, shrimp paste, Moo Moo meatballs, Humming meat rolls... At first glance, there are probably about twenty kinds of meat and vegetable combinations.

In view of the fact that the appetite of people with superpowers is not comparable to that of ordinary people, Cheng Xi prepared a large amount of dishes this time. Considering that it was Tangtang's first time to eat it, he made soup stock and spicy mandarin duck pot, striving to satisfy Bao Jun.

"This is sesame sauce dipping sauce, and the one next to it is sesame oil dipping sauce. I don't know what you like to eat, so I mixed them up."

She pushed two small bowls the size of fists over, once again attracting a confused look.

"How to eat this?"

"Put your favorite vegetables into the boiling pot, wait for a few seconds to cook, then put them into a bowl and dip them..."

Cheng Xi demonstrated while eating. The steaming hot pot was steaming. The left side was milky white and the right side showed a completely different red color. Occasionally, there were grains of Sichuan peppercorns and vine peppers floating in the air.

The pair of over-length male horses quickly picked up a piece of moo beast meat. The original blood red color turned into gray brown, and now it was exuding a mouth-watering fragrance.

"Suck-"

Tang Tang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and watched helplessly as the person opposite put the meat slices dipped in sesame sauce into his mouth.

I can't bear it anymore!

She didn't even wait for Cheng Xi to swallow it before she opened her mouth and picked up another piece of meat from the white pot, imitating the other party's example.

Dip in sesame sauce and eat.

"..."

"!

! "

delicious! Wow, it’s so delicious!

(ΩДΩ)!

!

One more piece, one more piece!

Tangtang didn't need to greet him at all this time. He figured out how to eat hot pot on his own and put the remaining meat slices into the soup pot.

Cheng-Xi: "..."

OK.

For the sake of this kid, he has never enjoyed any delicious food in 20 years of his life.

She picked up another plate of Humming beast meat slices and put it into the spicy pot. Within a few seconds, she put it into her own bowl. After eating three or four bites in succession, she finally felt that it tasted right.

Bashi~

I have been really busy recently. During the day, I am either attending classes or familiarizing myself with interstellar life. At night, I have to study medicinal plants and various potions purchased from the pharmacy, almost without touching the ground.

Not to mention Shen Xingluo, who was kept late every day by Mr. Tang next door, even more so than her.

The three meals a day for the two of them are very normal. In the morning, they mainly eat millet porridge and other light meals. At noon, they eat it in the school cafeteria. Although the taste is a bit bland, they have enough energy. In the evening, they adhere to the principle of eating less and eat two dishes.

In short, the last time I had hot pot was the last time...

If it weren't for being too busy to live broadcast, the hot pot restaurant on the second floor would have been opened long ago.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xi used his consciousness to explore the vegetable fields that had been reclaimed next door. The spinach seedlings had already sprouted and were growing well.