Chapter 1225: Spicy hot pot first experience

Everyone went out, and only Camilla and Connie were left in the restaurant.
The two sit opposite each other, separated by a simmering soup pot, big eyes, small eyes, strange silence, no one has to do it first.
"Do you cook?" Camilla spoke first.
Connie shook her head. "We sometimes eat raw."
"I usually only drink fresh blood." Camilla frowned slightly.
The two looked at the variety of ingredients on the side of the small dining car, and sighed at the same time.
Then the two turned their heads and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows at the same time. They had been sitting in a circle. Under the guidance of McGonagall, the people who were deploying the gongs were exposed to a certain envy.
"I don't think it should be that difficult. It's better to look at this guide first." Connie regained her gaze and handed Camilla a hot pot guide. She also picked up a serious look.
"Mao belly - put it in chopsticks, put it in a hot soup pot, put it down for one second, lift one second, seven up and eight times, repeat the action repeatedly, you can eat, do not time out, otherwise you will lose your soul." Connie Read it softly.
The two men's eyes fell on the thin plates of the first plate on the first floor of the dining car. The brown and black pieces were soaked in the water and looked full of wrinkles.
"Isn't this something in the belly of a cow?" Camilla frowned. As a distinguished vampire countess, she only had the blood of the freshest virgin, even if she wanted to retreat, it must be a clean pigeon. blood.
The things in the belly of the animals just felt dirty when they were listening, and McGonagall let them eat this kind of thing.
"Yeah, it’s special, I have never eaten this kind of thing." Connie is full of curiosity. Even when the beast is eating wild animals, the internal organs of the animals will be cleaned up. The internal organs have never been seen.
Moreover, the cooking methods of these seven ups and downs are also very special, it sounds very simple. Gu
"It's better for me to try it." Connie picked up the long chopsticks with some eagerness. Her genius just learned to hold the chopsticks. Some of them barely picked up a tripe from the bowl and put it in the tumbling stockpot. As soon as I entered the pot, the red soup rolled over. When she picked up the chopsticks, there was nothing on the top.
"Oh!"
Connie looked at the empty chopsticks and slammed it. It was over, and there was nothing.
The red soup pot is covered with a layer of dried chili and pepper. This thin tripe is like a pot, like a mud cow into the sea, and it disappears at once.
Connie took a chopstick in the soup pot for a while, still could not find the missing tripe.
"Don't look for it, that tripe has lost its soul." Camilla pointed to the alarm clock next to it.
"Sorry, let's go, let's go." Connie retracted the chopsticks apologetically. It seems that this tripe has nothing to do with her, and she can't do such a difficult movement with chopsticks. Can give up the novelty of the tripe, and pick up the hot pot guide.
"Duck intestines, with chopsticks ... ... seven up and down, to the duck intestines can be rolled."
Connie was silent for a moment, staring at the slender duck intestines for a moment, then looked up at Camilla: "Would we starve?"
Camilla thought for a moment, then stared at Connie's neck. "Is it better for you to let me bite?"
"No, no, we still eat hot pot." Connie narrowed her neck and continued to look at the guide.
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Unlike the two people in the restaurant who have no clue, outside the restaurant, everyone has been sitting around the table, according to McGonagall's instructions, the match is suitable for their taste.
The queued guests have surrounded the hot pot table three times inside and outside, curiously watching Meg, they said, Mai said, today I want to show you what is the hot pot.
Originally, everyone thought that it was necessary to give everyone a live cooking, but from the current situation, it seems that this is not the case.
"It turns out that Mai is so young." Winnie Shah, who is standing in the front row, is curious to look at McGonagall. She has been to the Imperial Diet House several times. The top master who can be ranked inside is not too young, at least Greasy middle-aged uncle.
However, this Mai boss seems to be only in his early thirties, his body is long, his skin is very good, and there is no greasy feeling. The two lips of the upper lip add a touch of mature charm, and his face always has a warm smile. It makes people feel good.
"And, a lot of beautiful girls." Lola is staring at the girls, everyone is so beautiful, and it is no worse than the Princess's Highness, and they are all just waiters in the restaurant?
"Mc boss, you are not going to eat to show us?" Harrison asked.
"Yes, hot pot is a new way of eating food, but everyone may be stranger, so I will give you a demonstration today. After the official launch of the hot pot, everyone will know how to eat it." McGonagall smiled.
"Before the little boss gave us a look, even now, the restaurant is full of players, you are embarrassed." Harrison complained.
Other guests also suddenly realized what might happen next, and the expressions became a bit weird.

First of all, we need to use a seasoning to prepare a dish suitable for our taste. This will make the food cooked in the same hot pot more suitable for your taste.
McGonagall showed you his own dish and then picked it up. At the guide at hand,
This is a hot pot guide, which lists the cooking methods and time of all foods. Just follow the guidelines and simmer the cooked food in a dish. Delicious.


That is, is this hot pot for us to cook ourselves?

"You still have to do it yourself? Can't you eat ready-made?"
"I am a kitchen killer. I am afraid that what I cook will kill myself."
"It sounds so troublesome, I am 18 years old, can I finish it?"
Everyone heard the words and suddenly said a word, I was full of doubts about this new meal.
"The soul and fun of the hot pot is to participate, waiting for the gap can chat and talk, slow down the pace of life, enjoy the delicious, this is the true meaning of the hot pot." McGonagall shook his head and then compared it with his fingers. Lips, "watching around, please keep quiet."
"Be quiet." Amy looked back at the crowd and said with a serious look: "I am super hungry."
Everyone looked at the blue-violet flame that Amy was jumping in, and immediately closed his mouth, but looked at Meg's gaze with a trace of doubt. If he could make delicious food, they would come to the Mimi restaurant. What are you doing?
McGonagall took his eyes off the guests and looked at the people on the table with a smile: "The hot pot has nothing to lose, but if it's delicious, the belly and duck intestines can be ranked in the top three."
"Cut a piece of hairy belly with chopsticks, put it in a hot pot, let the hairy belly completely immersed in the tumbling red soup, wait for a second, immediately put the soup pot, let it cool slightly, and immediately put it back into the soup pot, repeat This action, seven up and down, until the hair is bubbling, that is the most appropriate time, the hair is not paying attention, roll it in a slap, gently blow twice, and then directly into the mouth ......"
McGregor chews the spicy hairy belly, every bite is so crispy, the spicy taste blooms on the tip of the tongue, the mixed hair is stimulated to open, and the fine sweat on the forehead...
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