Rebirth of farming for a living

The guy was a little panicked. What did he do wrong?

No, yesterday Li Dong’s family specially treated everyone to a hot pot meal.

Various precautions were also mentioned.

I can carry it pretty well.

Thinking about the delicious taste of what I ate last night, I still have some aftertaste.

As it was said at that time, the meat should not be cooked for too long, nor should it be cooked for too short a time.

Could it be that the meat you cooked is old?Still not familiar?

That's not right. The two of them had a good meal just now.

No matter how much the waiter thinks, if He Daru says to call him "dongjia", he will call him "dongjia".

The waiter left without showing any emotion and with a smile, which made He Daru look at the waiter inwardly.

Li Qiuyan's eyes flashed when he heard the waiter came to report.

"It's okay, you go and do your work. I'll go."

The guy agreed, then reacted again.

Hey, no, there are only this table of guests now, what am I busy with?

"Mr. He, how about I call Jiang Zhe to eat with you?"

Jiang Zhe just saw that no one came in, so he also went out.

Li Qiuyan could only think of this.

He Daru didn't care whether Jiang Zhe was there or not.

He was just a little puzzled: "Why does this pot taste different?"

It's indescribably rich, and He Daru likes it very much.

He loves good food and loves to inquire about things.

Oh, this is it.

Li Qiuyan smiled: "What we ate that day was mutton bone soup. Although it is the same mutton bone soup today, the ingredients are fried in butter, so the taste is naturally different."

This is the difference between clear oil and butter.

Yesterday, I also had an authentic beef hot pot meal at home.

Beef slices are boiled with beef bones.

The taste is incredibly authentic.

Li Qiuyan didn't say anything about this.

He only said once that butter was hard to come by.

He Daru cleared up his doubts and started eating.

Don't tell me, this butter one tastes really good.

At this moment, people outside the door had begun to come in.

Although the guys have been trained and there are enough manpower.

It's just that there are so many people rushing in, it's still a bit confusing.

Li Qiuyan didn't care about He Daru anymore and left the two of them to their own devices while he went to entertain the guests.

The guests had all sorts of strange questions.

I asked what hot pot is.

I asked how this dish was made.

I asked what hot means.

Some people came up and asked for sour plum soup first.

Hey, now, the He Daru who ate it has become a living example.

Those who have Sheniu come over to take a look.

"No, is this meat and vegetables served raw?"

"It smells pretty good, so I'll take it too."

After a lot of fuss, everything was finally arranged.

Li Qiuyan and Jiang Zhe looked at each other and smiled, feeling relieved.

Jiang Zhe came over to accompany He Daru, and He Daru waved his hand: "No, give Qiang Qiang two more bowls of sesame sauce, he can't handle spicy food."

Haha, this was said by He Daru, why is it so funny.

Last time we ate at Du's house, he was obviously the one who couldn't eat spicy food, okay?

This is the legendary chain of contempt.

He Qiangqiang: I seem to understand.

Jiang Zhe went as he was told and asked the chef to cut an extra plate of mutton for He Daru.

And upstairs, it was just as lively.

In the private room, as the great Confucian thought, there were too many people to cook the meat, and it would be inconvenient for only two people.

It was okay at first, but later on, everyone tasted the hot pot.

It's a bit devoid of martial ethics.

One moment the meat you were boiling was caught by me, and the other moment the crispy pork I cooked disappeared.

The person who chose to remove the crispy meat was quite reasonable: "It won't taste good if you cook it again."

There is a layer of batter on the outside, and it will be too soft if cooked again.

However, Xie Ning said confidently: "I just like to eat soft food."

Okay, I'll give you the next one.

On the other side, Du Zhaoyang was accompanying his friends.

Friends came to join us, and they had to drink two glasses of wine no matter what.

After two glasses of wine, Du Zhaoyang smiled and asked everyone to eat and drink well: "Just order whatever you want. It will be charged to my account. I am still busy downstairs, so I won't accompany you. You can do it yourself." "

These people were all acquaintances, so there was nothing uncomfortable about them.

Let Du Zhaoyang go about his business.

At this time, all three floors were occupied.

The clerks were busy with their feet on the floor, and they still remembered the service with a smile that Li Qiuyan said on their faces.

Although in other places, guys don't have their noses in the sky.

But it’s just a passing experience. Who has seen such a service attitude before?

Don't talk about it, just focus on this. The senses of the dining guests are all very good.

At this time, although there was no long queue outside the door, there were people waiting.

One building all cooks hot pot, what an impact it is.

The whole half of the street is filled with the aroma of hot pot.

Even if I didn’t plan to eat it originally, I was greedy after smelling it.

He Daru ordered the last vermicelli and was about to leave after finishing it.

He Daru still insisted on giving him [-]% off the money. After some push and pull, the table where they ate had been cleared and new guests were seated.