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Chapter 398 Maybe there is a mine at home

After becoming a big black hole, Chen Zhou finally gave up on the exploration of cooking skills, and combined his cooking experience for so many years, he summed up a universal kitchen theorem - can't cook?It doesn't matter, then put the hot pot ingredients.

One bag is not enough, put two bags, two bags are not enough, put three bags.

The taste is not good, continue to put it.

There is no hot pot material in this world that cannot save the ingredients.

"Hot pot ingredients?" Cheng Xu was originally sitting on a big rock by the side of the road. Hearing her question, he got up and pulled his treasure chest over.

"Yes, clear soup, slightly spicy, spicy, spicy, abnormally spicy... I have them all." Cheng Xu stretched out his hand to dig inside, and said loudly, "Sister Qingyou, look Which do you need?"

"Hey, is it so complete?" Lin Qingyou asked him hopelessly, after all, who is still stuffing hot pot ingredients in the suitcase, but Cheng Xu really has everything, And there are all kinds of flavors.

"Then you can give it all to me." Lin Qingyou said.

Cheng Xu: "?"

Why, is she planning to throw it all in?
But Cheng Xu saw that his brother Xing didn't have any objection, so he handed over all the hot pot ingredients tremblingly with a heart of awe.

I don't know what kind of fairy taste will be mixed with clear soup hot pot ingredients and spicy hot pot ingredients?

Please look forward to the soul-collision journey into the gourmet clear soup and spicy.

"Sister Qingyou, do you really know how to cook?" Cheng Xu looked at her unreliable appearance.

"In theory, I can cook any dish." Lin Qingyou replied seriously, afraid that he didn't understand, she emphasized the important point again, "In theory."

Full marks for theoretical knowledge.

"Besides, I boiled it with plain water." Lin Qingyou added.

Cheng Xu: "..."

Forget it, let it be fate, anyway, his brother Xing has to eat, and his sister Qingyou will not poison her boyfriend to death, right?

The ingredients are all the freshest, which were just airlifted up from the bottom of the mountain. When Lin Qingyou was studying the heat with a long-handled spoon, a small spiral helicopter hovered rumblingly above his head.

Soon, a long rope hung from the helicopter, and a nylon net bag was tied to the end of the rope. Inside the net bag was a box of fresh ingredients just purchased from the supermarket.

Cheng Xu took the box down, and the helicopter slowly retracted the rope, circled over their heads before calling it a day and going home.

Needless to say, the one who can do this kind of thing is definitely not someone like Cheng Xu who picks and searches. The worst rich second generation who wants to bring the rags home has to be Jing Xing.

They are both rich second generations, why is there such a big gap, Cheng Xu began to cry till dawn again, hey, he also wants a helicopter, he also wants a Ferris wheel, and he even wants his own private playground.

If he could help, he would help, and Jing Xing was not idle, he took out all the ice packs from the fresh-keeping box, and then put all the ingredients at the bottom of the box aside.

Lin Qingyou raised her eyes, glanced at more than a dozen kinds of ingredients in front of her with her probing eyes, and then gave the highest order: "All of them."

Cheng Xu: "???"

Full release?

Put all these ingredients in?
Leaning against a big tree, Liang Jidong looked at the two people who were making dark dishes with his arms crossed, and the expression on his face was quite indescribable: "Let's not talk about the amount of ingredients, but Sister Qingyou, a big family who scolded Fang Qiu His temperament, at first glance, is a perfect match with Brother Xing."

Cheng Xu was a little worried about whether the soup in the pot would overflow, so he stretched his neck and looked forward: "Yes, there are so many ingredients, and they are all put away without blinking. It looks like a big family."

There may be mines at home too.

When the hot pot was cooked, Jing Xing tasted it first, and his sentence "it's delicious" gave Lin Qingyou a reassurance.

Hearing what his brother Xing said, Cheng Xu also stretched out his paw, and took out a bowl.

Although Jing Xing said it was delicious, Cheng Xu looked at the strange colors of red with white, white with purple, and purple with blue mixed in the pot, and he always felt that his brother Xing's The words "delicious" are not so convincing.

"Sister Qingyou, can I ask a question, I have eaten hot pot for so many years, and the soup I have seen is red or white, how did you cook such a pot...uh."

Cheng Xu carefully considered his choice of words and sentences, and then continued with extreme caution: "How did you cook such a pot... a very dreamy hot pot soup that has the potential to become an Internet celebrity food?"

Liang Jidong: "..."

This is the worst time that Internet celebrity food has been touched by Pingci.

In fact, what Cheng Xu wants to ask more is that the spicy hot pot ingredients are red, and the clear soup is white. Even if these two flavors are mixed together, at most, a light-colored red powder will be mixed.

How did you manage to make it appear red with white, white with purple, and purple with blue, which can be called a fantastic color?

No matter how Cheng Xu looked at it, why did he feel that this strange color seemed to be poisoned?
"Maybe it's because the purple potato has faded." Lin Qingyou pointed to the peeled purple potato skin and replied with wide eyes.

She also expressed doubts about the color of the hot pot ingredients just now, but when she thought about the color stained on her fingers when she was scraping the purple potato skin, she got a reasonable explanation.

Cheng Xu's eyes were also wide open, Wei Wei asked her in astonishment: "Did you put purple potatoes in the hot pot?"

this……

He can understand putting sweet potatoes, it's the purple sweet potatoes...can it be cooked in the hot pot?
"Ah?" Lin Qingyou blinked, looking a little confused, "Can't I let this go?"

"Yeah, it's not that it can't be put." Cheng Xu bit his tongue, and he stumbled a little, "It's just that it may be easy to melt after cooking for a long time, and you won't be able to catch it."

Afraid that what he said would not make sense, Cheng Xu quickly picked up the colander and changed the subject: "I'm hungry, I want to eat, let me eat first."

"How does it taste?" Seeing him take a bite of the beef balls, Lin Qingyou asked with excitement and anticipation.

Cheng Xu raised his head to look at her, hesitatingly said: "...this smell."

How should I put it, it is quite strange.

It can't be said to be delicious, nor can it be said to be unpalatable, just a strange taste.

It's not just the taste of clear soup mixed with spicy hot pot ingredients, but also boiled purple sweet potatoes, and a variety of foods that he can't taste but are also boiled.

Anyway, eating is quite refreshing.

Lin Qingyou looked at the indescribable expression on his face, and continued to ask: "Uh... what's wrong with the smell?"

(End of this chapter)