??454: Chapter 455: Hot Pot
454: Chapter 455: Hot Pot
Ye Qiao pondered briefly and understood why they had co, nodded to them with a smile, “Oh it’s you two.
Co in, I just made hotpot; you’re in for a treat.”
Hai Qin and Hanna entered sowhat hesitantly.
The delicious aroma intensified as they stepped in, lingering stubbornly under their noses.
“Why are you here?
Are you feeling better?” Wen Jue, carrying a plate of potato slices, ca out of the kitchen and saw Hai Qin imdiately.
Hai Qin nodded, “Yes, thanks to the antidote provided by the Peach Grove Holy Woman, I’m fine now.
I ca over specifically to thank her.”
Wen Jue nodded slightly, “You haven’t had your al yet.
Sit down and have a bite.”
Hai Qin didn’t bother with formalities and pulled Hanna to sit down next to him.
The already snug dining table was imdiately filled with Hai Qin, his wife, Gaiya, Hua Mo, and Hua Sheng.
The hotpot, a Yuanyang Pot, was designed by Su Tang and then created by Gaiyin.
Thanks to the chili peppers brought by Ye Qiao, they had made one pot of Red Soup and one pot of white soup.
The scent was very tantalizing.
Bright red charcoal nestled in an iron pan, heating the broths in the Yuanyang Pot, which bubbled rrily away.
The table was laden with an assortnt of dishes, looking quite sumptuous.
Su Tang grabbed so ingredients and tossed them into both the Red Soup Hotpot and the white soup hotpot, while Ye Qiao did the sa.
Watching all this, Gaiya’s mouth was watering, “Aunt, Auntie, I want to eat at!
More at!”
Su Tang smiled and nodded, “Alright alright, I’ll give you more at!”
As she spoke, she placed a whole plate of thinly sliced at into the pot.
Since the at was sliced very thinly, it changed color after just two laps in the pot.
Su Tang picked up a full plate of cooked at for Gaiya, casually ruffling his hair, “Here you go, eat up.
I’ll pick up more for you when you finish.”
Su Tang then filled another plate with at for Hua Mo, and of course, didn’t forget Too Good, who was eagerly wagging his tail at the sight of the food.
Gaiya stuffed his mouth full of at, his lips gleaming with oil.
By then, the at in the Red Soup Hotpot was about ready.
Su Tang hurriedly filled her chopsticks with slices and placed them in a small plate in front of her.
Deep Breath!
Ah!
It’s Delicious!
The perfectly tender at exploded with the familiar combination of spiciness and numbing sensation on her tongue.
It tasted amazing!
Ye Qiao also picked the at cooked in the Red Soup Hotpot.
As she ate, she praised, “It’s so tasty!
I haven’t tasted this flavor in so many years!
It’s too good!
It’s so good that I want to cry!
I’ve made hotpot before, but the broth I made was only spicy and salty, with no other flavor.
It tasted terrible!”
Having not eaten spicy food for a long while, Su Tang found the intense flavor quite refreshing.
“Maybe it’s because you can’t cook, plus I guess you didn’t add any special ingredients when boiling the broth!”
Seeing Ye Qiao’s baffled look, Su Tang knew she was correct.
Shaking her head in resignation, she said, “Never mind, from now on you just stick to eating.
You clearly lack the talent for cooking.
Don’t make it hard for yourself.”
Ye Qiao gave Su Tang a sowhat peeved look, then picked up another mouthful of at from the Red Soup Hotpot.
Wen Jue was puzzled.
He glanced at Ye Qiao casually, “Is it really different from what you gave
before?
It won’t make my tongue hurt?”
Ye Qiao waved his hand, not wanting to say anything else that might interrupt her dining pleasure.
Wen Jue was still half-skeptical.
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