Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

"You... You didn't say..."

Joe covered his throat with tears. He felt like he had just taken a mouthful of iron juice. The taste buds in his mouth exploded instantly and his soul rose to heaven!

Compared with the abnormal spicy grilled fish accompanied by delicious food, this abnormal hot pot soup is more difficult to accept and violently ravages his mouth.

"Hotpot... You don't have to ask, I didn't have time to say..." Connie, with an innocent look on her face, quickly lifted Joe up from the ground and handed over a bowl of hotpot soup from the pot.

"What are you doing?" Because of the extreme spicy lead to expression distortion, not slow down to Joe Xiu back some, staring at her way.

"Fight poison with poison." "As long as you drink fast enough, the spicy flavor can't catch up with you. You can also experience the special cool feeling brought by abnormal spicy flavor. You can drink all the time, all the time."

"Really so perverted?" Joe accepted the hot pot soup suspiciously. He was eager to relieve the spicy taste in his mouth.

"Yes, that's what it is." Connie nodded for sure. "How else can it be called abnormal spicy?"

"Connie shouldn't lie to me." Joe thought to himself, looking up and grunting, he dried the hot pot soup.

In the process of drinking soup, the burning sensation in the throat is really eliminated, but it is not because the fire is extinguished, but because it is suppressed by a stronger burning sensation, which brings a sense of spiritual pleasure.

How to say... It's like pain to the extreme, and it's a little cool.

This... Is really abnormal.

Sweat flowed down his face. After a while, Joe's clothes were soaked and looked rather embarrassed.

"This is a werewolf."

"I didn't expect that Edward's son looked weak, but he was kind of bloody."

At this time, the representatives of all ethnic groups looked at Qiao Xiu's expression with a little more admiration. They really didn't have the courage to have a bowl, but Qiao Xiu had already started the second bowl.

"This boy..." just after a little slow, Auster stares at Joe Xiu. As the first person to drink soup, he thought that his efforts had been enough to frighten the whole audience, but he didn't expect that Joe Xiu began to drink the second bowl.

"Patriarch, we can't let a man's son down." The clansman nearby whispered.

Oster was also a little annoyed. The orcs had fought with the Los empire for many years, but they didn't take much advantage of the battlefield, but they never lost in momentum.

"Fill me up!" Oster forthright way, took up a bowl of hot pot soup, the bottom is also Gulu Gulu drink up.

"Niubi..." McGonagall, who was standing in the kitchen, couldn't help admiring him. It was the first time that he had two bowls of hot pot soup before eating hot pot.

"I often feel out of place with them because I'm not abnormal enough." Connie took a sip of the soy milk and was shocked.

On the other hand, Joe's second bowl of soup had been finished, but when he stopped, his throat was burning again, which was no weaker than the first one.

"Another bowl?" Asked Vanessa tentatively, looking at Joe, who was covering her throat.

"Yes, yes." Joe nodded wildly.

Vanessa quickly scooped another bowl for him. Looking at Joe who was holding the bowl, she could not help but marvel: "I didn't expect that brother Huang liked spicy food so much. Then someone would eat hot pot with me."

"Still here?" Oster put down the bowl and looked at Joe who had already begun to drink the third bowl. Some of them were ready to cry and picked up the third bowl of hot pot soup that his younger brother had already scooped for him.

"Is this how hot pot is eaten?" Louis looked at the two people who were drinking and whispered to kinks.

"Is it a new way to eat?" Kinks was also a little uncertain. Looking at the soup pot in front of him, he hesitated to give it a try.

Representatives of all ethnic groups are also in a dilemma. They want to drink, but it's hard to drink. If they don't drink, they feel a little weak.

Just then, Mia and her family came out with a dining car full of all kinds of food and stopped beside the representatives, with a hot pot guide.

"Please refer to the hot pot food guide to rinse hot pot." Abemia warm tips, and then smile back.

Everyone picked up the guide one after another and read it. This guide is simple and easy to understand. It clearly describes the method and time of each kind of food. You just need to follow the method in the guide to make a delicious hot pot.

"The original hot pot is to eat like this."

If the representatives of all ethnic groups were thoughtful, they could be regarded as having solved the mystery of their hearts. However, when they looked at Joe and Oster, who had just put down their bowls, their expressions were more compassionate.

Feeling the eyes from around, Joe and Oster couldn't help but take a look at the guide.

"Cough --" Auster coughed violently, and the feeling of being choked by abnormal spicy was not very wonderful.

Joe's breath was also a little short, but in order to save the face of the Empire, he could only squeeze out a smile. "It's the tradition of our empire to drink soup before eating."

"Is there anything else like that?" Said Vanessa, somewhat surprised.

"Cough -" Joe could not help coughing.

The hot pot food guide has arrived, but the eyes of the representatives of all ethnic groups are attracted by Dracula and Camilla who are eating steak.

Dracula cuts the steak into small pieces with a knife and a fork. The sharp steak knife slides through the beef, and the black pepper juice slowly infiltrates along the edge of the knife. The full gravy overflows, and the inside of the meat is also full of hemoglobin. The attractive smell of meat comes slowly with a faint smell of red wine, which makes people want to swallow.

"This steak looks good." Dracula forked a piece of beef and fed it to her mouth.

With a bite of teeth, the delicious gravy overflows from the fresh beef, the aroma of black pepper is just right, and the wonderful taste jumps on the tip of the tongue. In this delicious meat aroma, there is a sweet wine aroma, just like a sweet blow, which makes him fall into it.

As an exquisite vampire and the most famous wine collector in endless waters, Dracula has an extraordinary understanding of wine.

The best wine in the world, of course, is the V-Class wine produced from buffet winery. It is a good wine that can't be bought by money. As Dracula, it is also a small bottle that can be obtained occasionally.

But the wine in the beef is more mellow and delicious than the V-grade wine.

And this kind of wine is only used as spice to cook steak.

"It's a real outrage!" Dracula sighed in his heart, but he had to admit that under the blessing of grape wine, the tender beef really had a richer sense of hierarchy. There was nothing to be picky about, which completely overturned all his imagination about beef.

A mouthful of beef swallow, Dracula can not help but praise: "really fragrant."