"You...you didn't tell me earlier..."
Qiao Xiu covered his throat with tears streaming down his face. He felt as if he had taken a sip of freshly baked iron juice. The taste buds in his mouth exploded instantly and his soul ascended to heaven!
Compared to the abnormally spicy grilled fish that accompanies the delicious food, this abnormally spicy hot pot soup was even more unacceptable, violently ravaging his mouth.
"Hot pot...it's obviously eaten hotpot, but you didn't even ask, and I didn't have time to say anything..." Connie looked innocent and quickly lifted Qiao Xiu up from the ground, then scooped up a bowl of hotpot soup from the pot. Handed it over.
"What are you going to do?" Qiao Xiu, whose expression had not yet recovered from the extremely spicy taste, leaned back a little and stared at her.
"Fight fire with fire." Connie said with an experienced expression: "As long as you drink it fast enough, the spiciness will not be able to catch up with you, and you can still experience the special pleasure brought by the abnormal spiciness. Keep drinking it, and it will always feel good."
"Really that perverted?" Qiao Xiu took the bowl of hot pot soup doubtfully. He was now eager to relieve the spicy taste in his mouth.
"Yes, it's so perverted." Connie nodded affirmatively, "Otherwise, how can you call it perverted and spicy?"
"Connie shouldn't lie to me." Qiao Xiu thought in his heart, raised his head and drank the bowl of hot pot soup.
In the process of drinking the soup, the burning sensation in the throat was indeed eliminated, but it was not because the fire was extinguished, but because it was suppressed by a stronger spicy feeling. After superimposing, it brought a sense of mental pleasure.
How should I put it...it's like it hurts to the extreme, but it's also a little bit pleasurable.
This... is indeed quite perverted.
Sweat flowed down his face. After a while, Qiao Xiu's clothes were soaked and he looked quite embarrassed.
"This is a werewolf."
"I didn't expect that Edward's son, who looks gentle and weak, is actually a bit bloody."
At this time, the representatives of all ethnic groups looked at Qiao Xiu's expressions with a little more admiration. They would not have had the courage to have a bowl, but Qiao Xiu had already started the second bowl.
"This kid..." Oster, who had just regained his composure, stared at Qiao Xiu. As the first person to drink the soup, he thought that his contribution was enough to shock the audience, but he never expected that Qiao Xiu would Started drinking the second bowl.
"Clan leader, we can't let a human boy overwhelm us." The tribe next to him whispered.
Oster was also a little annoyed. The orcs had been fighting against the Los Empire for many years. They didn't take much advantage on the battlefield, but they never lost in terms of momentum.
"Give me a full serving!" Oster said boldly, picking up a bowl full of hot pot soup and drinking it slurpingly.
"Awesome..." Mag couldn't help but admired as he stood in the kitchen. It was his first time to have two bowls of hot pot soup before eating hot pot.
"I often feel out of place with them because I'm not perverted enough." Connie took a sip of the soy milk she just served to calm down her shock.
On the other side, Qiao Xiu had finished his second bowl of soup, but after he stopped, the burning feeling in his throat quickly came back, no less than the first time.
"Another bowl?" Vanessa looked at Qiao Xiu, who was holding his throat, and asked tentatively.
"Yeah, yeah." Qiao Xiu nodded wildly.
Vanessa quickly scooped another bowl for him. Looking at Qiao Xiu holding the bowl and drinking, she couldn't help but marveled: "I didn't expect that the emperor likes spicy food so much. Then someone will eat hot pot with me in the future."
"Come again?!" Oster put down the bowl, looked at Qiao Xiu who had already started to drink the third bowl, and with some tears in his eyes picked up the third bowl of hot pot soup that his younger brother had already scooped for him.
"Is this how hot pot is eaten?" Louis confirmed to Jinx in a low voice as he looked at the two enjoying themselves.
"Could it be a new way of eating?" Jinx was also a little unsure. He looked at the soup pot in front of him and hesitated whether to try it.
The representatives of various ethnic groups were in a dilemma. They wanted to drink, but it was difficult to swallow. If they didn't drink, they felt a little weak.
At this moment, Mia and the others came out with a large number of dining carts filled with various ingredients and parked beside the representatives, along with a hot pot eating guide.
"Guests, please refer to the hot pot eating guide to cook hot pot." Yabei Mia reminded warmly, and then withdrew with a smile.
Everyone picked up the guide one after another and read it. The guide was easy to understand with pictures and text. The cooking method and time for each ingredient were clearly written. You only need to follow the method written in the guide to cook delicious food. hot pot.
“It turns out that this is how hot pot is eaten.”
The representatives of each tribe were thoughtful, finally solving the mystery in their minds. However, when they looked at Qiao Xiu and Auster who had just put down their bowls, their expressions showed a little more pity.
Feeling the looks from around them, Qiao Xiu and Auster couldn't help but pick up the guide and take a look.
"Ahem—" Oster coughed violently, and the feeling of being choked by abnormally spicy food was not a good one.
Qiao Xiu's breathing was also a little faster, but in order to save the empire's face, he could only force out a smile, "Drinking soup before eating is our empire's tradition."
"Is there such a thing?" Vanessa asked in surprise.
"Ahem—" Qiao Xiu couldn't help but cough.
The hot pot eating guide was already in hand, but the eyes of the representatives of various ethnic groups were attracted by Dracula and Camilla who were eating steak.
Dracula cuts the steak into small pieces with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other. The sharp steak knife slides across the beef, and the black pepper juice slowly seeps in along the edge of the knife. The full meat juice overflows, and there is a trace of hemoglobin inside the meat, which is tempting. The aroma of meat is accompanied by a faint aroma of red wine, making people want to swallow their mouths.
"This steak looks pretty good." Dracula picked up a piece of beef with a fork and fed it to his mouth.
With a slight bite of your teeth, the delicious meat juice overflows from the tender beef. The aroma of black pepper is just right. The wonderful taste jumps on the tip of your tongue. And in this delicious meat aroma, there is a sweet aroma of wine. , like a sweet crit, making him fall into it all of a sudden.
As an exquisite vampire and the most famous wine collector in the Endless Sea, Dracula has an unusual understanding of wine.
The best wine in the world is naturally the V-grade wine produced by Buffett Winery. It is a good wine that even money cannot buy. As Dracula, I can only get a small bottle occasionally.
But the wine wrapped in this beef was actually more mellow and delicious than that V-grade wine.
And wine of this quality is only used as a spice for cooking steaks.
"This is such a waste of natural resources!" Dracula lamented in his heart, but he had to admit that with the blessing of the wine aroma, the tender beef did have a richer texture, and there was nothing to be picky about. It completely subverted all his imagination about beef.
After swallowing a mouthful of beef, Dracula couldn't help but praise: "It tastes so good."
