Gourmet Food Supplier

There is no one to say about the habits of girls, and even many people agree.

"Yes, it is true, but I haven't done it before." There are diners on the side who said with emotion.

"It seems that I really heard the old man at home when I was young." Someone showed a thoughtful expression.

"It looks like it's so delicious." Someone glanced at the girl who was eating seriously and couldn't help but say.

"Or do we try?" Someone suggested.

"Jia Jia, come back to a bowl of fried rice." Someone immediately took action.

A good eating atmosphere is very easy to infect people, and this is not enough for the diners who order the fried rice in the store.

However, there is no help outside the store. After eating more, they will stay for a while to eat.

"You can only smell, can't eat, feel that this is the biggest torture." Zhao handsome touched his stomach and sighed.

"No, I just came a little late." Long and nodded.

"Not bad, the next batch will be able to eat." Liu Chen said in a good mouth, but stretched his neck and fixedly looked at the store.

This Liu Chen was the one who took the people around the Yuanzhou store and wanted a queuing solution.

"Fortunately, we have made an appointment two days ago." The person behind Liu Chen is the army brother, and he heard that he was also lucky.

The people in the Yuanzhou store are busy, and the people outside are waiting quietly, but it is very harmonious.

The lunch time at noon has passed.

At the end of lunch time, Ling Hong, Jiang Yan and Wu Hai were the last ones.

"Today I am treating guests and eating hot pot." Ling Hong went to the door and suddenly said.

"It’s rare that you will be a lucky second-generation visitor, and you won’t be poisonous." Wuhai immediately touched his mustache and said with vigilance.

Wuhai is very resentful of Ling Hong. After all, this guy did not ask him to eat a whole fish dinner, but who asked Ling Hong not to eat discounts.

The whole fish banquet is now the activity price.

"It's really rare, what's the matter." Jiang Yan turned and asked.

"Nothing, almost the New Year, these days have not come, the old man of the family urged back." Ling Hong shrugged, casually said.

Of course, Ling Hong is automatically blocking the words of Wuhai.

"That is, I will not be able to come in a few days. I have to fly to Beijing to sign the contract in the New Year." Jiang Yan nodded and said with a light face.

"It seems that I am the most empty." Wu Haiyang said proudly.

"Oh, Zheng Jiawei will come to you." Ling Hong stunned and looked at Wuhai.

"What about me?" Wu Hai said without any expression.

"Zheng Jiawei is fine, but I think someone's sister may come." Jiang Yan also smiled and smiled.

After all, the last time Wuhai was thrown into the trunk, the already spread of Wulin was everywhere.

"Oh, I see it too. After all, it is the New Year." Ling Hong touched his chin with one hand and nodded.

"She? Busy." Wu Hai first showed a toothache-like expression, followed by a proud one.

"Okay, eat together at night." Ling Hong looked at Wu Hai's proud look, smiled, did not ask, but said concisely.

"See you at night." Wuhai also walked back to his upstairs with his slippers.

"Goodbye." Jiang Yan waved away.

Yuanzhou stood in the store and listened to all the things with a sensitive voice.

"It’s going to be New Year." Yuanzhou sighed low.

Yuanzhou’s voice was very small, and Zhou Jia and Xiao Xiaoyun, who were too small to stand, did not hear.

In the afternoon, Yuanzhou did not move out of the bench to engrave, and there was a wind outside the door, which was quite cold.

When the Yuanzhou store, which is not open, is close to the New Year, it is still very deserted. After all, there are several shops on the street that are closed for the New Year.

You must know that kindergartens and elementary schools have long been on holiday. No one came to pick up the sculptures. The carvings on the shelves outside the door have become ice sculptures.

"Oh, hey." There was a burst of noise in the kitchen.

"This pepper tastes good." Yuanzhou waved the spatula with one hand and picked up the towel on the side to wipe the sweat.

The sound of the slap is the red peppers that are tumbling in the pot, all of which are long strips with a lustrous luster. With the temperature coming up with a little golden yellow, it gives a seductive and spicy scent.

Until every pepper was baked and crispy, Yuanzhou turned off the fire.

“啪” Yuanzhou shuts down the fire, pours out the pepper, puts it into a bamboo pole, and cools it down.

After the temperature was almost the same, Yuanzhou began to use the sarcophagus to start licking the peppers, a little bit fine, and then swelled out.

"This is almost the same." After Yuanzhou was done, the time was almost the time to prepare dinner.

"Walk away, go in." Ling Hong held a large food box in his hand and greeted Jiang Yan, who also took things in his hand.

"Wu Hai guy?" Jiang Yan asked casually.

"It must be inside." Ling Hong said with a certainty.

"It's really true." Jiang Yan looked at a wooden bench on the two tables, and Wu Hai was sitting back to the two.

"I brought a chair and ordered a meal." Wu Hai looked at the big bag of the two, it is natural to say.

"Oh." Ling Hong sat down and began to place dishes.

"Oh." Jiang Yan took out the canned beer, which was also covered with bright water droplets, which appeared to be frozen.

"Please drink at night." Wuhai gnawed his teeth, as if he had made a great sacrifice.

"This is what it should be." Jiang Yan nodded.

"Yes." Ling Hong said naturally.

"I can't easily think that I can monopolize a pot of wine, hehe..." Wuhai felt a mustache and lamented.

Wuhai didn't feel embarrassed. He just looked at the big bags and so on. It was a little embarrassing. After all, he was an artist, and he was a very thin artist.

"The three hot pots are coming, please use them slowly." Xiao Xiaoyun put on the hot pot at the right time.

"Thank you Xiaoyun." Jiang Yan thanked.

"You're welcome." Xiaoyun said, and then began to serve other diners.

The hot pot that came up from Xiaoyun was slightly larger. Because it was burnt, it made a squeaking sound. The red spicy oil on the top dyed the original brown soup into a translucent red color.

The spicy taste came out directly with the heat.

"Oh, really hot." Jiang Yan could not help but say.

"The right pair, I feel more spicy than usual." Wuhai nodded, very satisfied.

"It seems to be, this taste is really strong enough." Ling Hong also nodded.

"So hot pot, with ice beer and lemonade, this is the perfect match." Wuhai brows stretched out.

"Open it." Ling Hong did not say much, pick up the chopsticks directly.

"Don't eat." Jiang Yan does not need to lose weight, so her first chopsticks are toward the fat cow.

The fat cow rolls on the chopsticks have a layer of crystal clear hoarfrost because of the cold weather. The red and white are marble-like beautiful textures. The thin rolls are rolled into a roll. When you reach into the red soup, all of a sudden Just stretched out.

The red and white fat cow rolls and the red soup that can't wait to be wrapped up in it suddenly aroused the appetite of Ling Hong and Wu Hai.

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Ps: Hot pot is something that should be eaten in winter and summer.