The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

It's winter soon, it's freezing cold, eat some hot pot and soup pot, it's delicious!

There is also the problem of being too cold. Modern hot pot restaurants have air conditioning and heating, but if the restaurant is as cold as an icehouse, who would want to come in and eat?

Winter is warm and summer is cool, and there is no heating, so she has to warm up the house.

Whole house floor heating?

The second floor cannot be equipped with floor heating, and it is not easy to operate. It is a small wooden building, and it was burned down by accident. No, it can be a western fireplace, so that the private room can be warmed up quickly.

The downstairs hall can be made of modern transparent curtains to prevent air-conditioning and heating from escaping, but it may be difficult to find alternative materials.

Floor heating can be used downstairs, the overall temperature does not need to be too high, it is warmer than the street, and each table is replaced with a hollow table that can be inserted into a small stove to cook soup pot and hot pot.

In this way, the hands can also be warmed by the fire, and it is warm to eat, and the curtain is added...perfect!

The prototype was initially formed, and Song Fubao fell asleep beautifully. In his dream, he happily ate the fat beef hot pot!

By the way, you can also do a big appetite competition before the opening. At the beginning, the health-preserving clear soup hot pot and braised pork hot pot are the main ones, because the production of chili is not much, and what shopkeeper Liu can get every month is only a hundred. Jin, it's unrealistic to open a spicy pot.

It's not something people here can suddenly accept.

After all, the previous generations have never eaten chili, it is not popular, and they eat like Cantonese, and suddenly change to Chongqing style, she is afraid that the street is not thorough enough!

The next day, after waking up after eating the last bite of fat cow, Song Fubao saw the saliva mark on the quilt and silently pressed it to hide it, it was so embarrassing.

After getting up and washing up, she went to inspect as usual after breakfast, and found that there were many birds around the rice fields. She checked immediately, and sure enough, a lot of rice began to ear in a month!

The birds sensed that there might be food growing on the spikes, so they came early to scout?

Seeing her observing so earnestly, Meng Xuanye walked around behind her aggressively, talking nonsense.

"Hey, what is this? It can't be from here. Fubao, look, it's going to grow here. It's so hot to the touch, it's so rough, how can you eat it!"

"Fubao, did you hear me, Fubao, try it, this thing should be edible, look at those birds, they are staring at each other, but they don't want to rob me, hum, I am the son of Zhennan Prince, Mere birds!"

"Sister, how long do you think it will take? Hey, hey, give me a hand!"

……

Because the chatterbox Shizi almost stepped on the rice field, fortunately, the catcher next to him quickly stopped him, and he was about to complain about Song Fubao for not helping him.

Song Fubao looked over with a sudden look.

"Come on, let's do serious business. Tell me about you. If you are so good at martial arts, you won't believe it if you can't stand firm. If you really step on a rice for fun, I will bite you to death!"

By the way, he grinned fiercely again.

Meng Xuanye trotted behind, always following at the same distance. Song Fubao packed up his things and wanted to go up the mountain, and he still followed. Song Fubao had no choice but to take braised pork, seasonings, various vegetables and bowls at home in the name of entertaining him. The chopsticks and the pot are carried on their backs.

Doesn't the prototype of hot pot have the basic conditions?

It is useful to count him!

Walking all the way up the mountain, many people followed up on the road. They wanted to go to the mountain to see if there was any good food to eat. It seemed that they sensed that Song Fubao was not happy, so Meng Xuanye himself stopped everyone from following this time.

Pretend to be doing something secret.

"In the future, I will let the government notify that no one is allowed to enter your mountain except you and the people you allow. If you want, I can help you build a hut. You can come here if you have any ideas and thoughts. Come to the mountain, and it’s better to come to the mountain.”

Meng Xuanye suddenly came up with this sentence, which obviously had overtones. Song Fubao turned his head, stopped, and joked, "Why, my great achievements are being targeted by other countries. In order to prevent our Da'an country from growing stronger, if you want to kill me, you should steal mine. Something? So nervous?"

She hasn't made a contribution yet, so it's naturally impossible.

Who knew that Meng Xuanye's face was heavy, "I'm not here now, who knows in the future, plan ahead, do you understand, little girl!"

Speaking of this, Song Fubao thought of her big cellar, which had been busy and forgot to arrange, so it had to be arranged.

When he arrived on the mountain, Song Fubao planned to make cement and hot pot together by cooking, but he didn't know which link went wrong. The stove with the first version of cement paste exploded with a bang!

Fortunately, Meng Xuanye moved quickly and pulled Song Fubao to hide.

Song Fubao sat slumped on the ground. Damn it, it's really a double-fired cannon!

This is the first generation of gunpowder accidentally created! !

She was looking for that recipe, according to the proportion. Besides, it's not that she doesn't know the ingredients of gunpowder, it must be for other reasons.

It's just that half of the soup base was fried in one pot, and it had to be made again. This time, Song Fubao waited for the stove to dry before she cooked it in the pot, and pretended to be troubled and tired, and stewed one pot after another. There is a Malatang version.