Chapter 341 The Gate to the New World
"Jiang Feng, please have a piece of yellow throat. The yellow throat cooked in this spicy pot is particularly delicious!"
"Jiang Feng, do you want to try this Chinese cabbage? It's super delicious after it's cooked thoroughly in the spicy pot!"
"Brother, do you want mutton rolls?"
"Brother, do you want Fat Sausage?"
"Brother Feng, why don't you eat it? These quail eggs are delicious, especially cooked in a spicy pot."
"Brother Feng..."
Jiang Feng has never experienced so deeply that being popular can be a painful thing.
As the bowl in his hand became heavier and heavier, the originally clear soup became redder and redder, and the tangy and thick spicy flavor of the unique butter hot pot began to linger on the tip of his nose for a long time. Jiang Feng felt that now he smelled hot pot when he opened his mouth, smelled hot pot when he closed his mouth, smelled hot pot forward, and smelled hot pot backward. His whole body was wrapped in the smell of Shu spicy hot pot. The terrible things he experienced in his dream were about to come true.
"Okay, stop making fun of him. It's not like you don't know that Jiang Feng can't eat spicy food." Wu Minqi smiled helplessly and helped Jiang Feng out.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." All the singles could only make a single tut sound.
Jiang Shoucheng and Jiang Zaide each put a new plate of beef and mutton into the pot. The mutton and beef were still tumbling in the pot. Jiang Shoucheng stared at the mutton rolls mixed with peppercorns in Jiang Feng's bowl.
"Brother, this hotpot is really too spicy. Come on, let me help you eat this mutton roll." Jiang Shoucheng looked hypocritically concerned.
Jiang Feng immediately thought of the piece of crispy apple he had missed on New Year's Eve.
"No need, Brother Cheng, I can eat something spicy." Jiang Feng said with a serious look on his face, and resolutely picked up the mutton rolls in the bowl and stuffed them into his mouth.
Hiss, it’s so spicy.
Jiang Feng originally wanted to take a few bites and swallow them quickly, but accidentally bit into the peppercorns.
The pepper fragments scattered in the mouth, and the numbing feeling extended from the tip of the tongue to the base of the tongue. The entire mouth was wrapped in a wonderful numbing and spicy feeling.
As we all know, spicy food causes pain, and capsaicin stimulates cells in the brain to create a burning-like sensation. Most people who eat chili peppers feel pain and happiness. Unfortunately, Jiang Feng only feels pain and not happiness.
The next second, Jiang Feng burst into tears.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Shoucheng was shocked. Why was he crying while eating.
"It's nothing, it's just that this mutton roll is so delicious. I have never eaten such a delicious mutton roll and I was a little touched." Jiang Feng sniffed and forced a smile.
Jiang Shoucheng:? ? ?
My lying skills are getting worse day by day.
Wu Minqi looked at Jiang Feng's expression and almost couldn't help laughing. She turned around to find whole milk and poured Jiang Feng a large glass of milk.
"Let's drink a glass of milk. This one is better to relieve the spicy taste." Wu Minqi handed the milk to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng took the cup and drank more than half of it.
After a while, Jiang Feng drank the remaining half of the cup before feeling that his mouth had regained consciousness.
The rest of his life was nothing more than that. The mutton rolls mixed with whole peppercorns were more lethal than the pickled chili peppers Jiang Feng had eaten before.
"Is your man so intolerant of spicy food?" Ji Yue leaned close to Wu Minqi and whispered.
"Fengfeng doesn't like spicy food very much, a little bit is fine, but the hot pot base cooked by Grandpa Jiang is a bit spicy," Wu Minqi said.
"It's such a pity that he has lost a lot of fun in his life." Ji Yue shook her head and quickly grabbed a piece of mutton roll from the tumbling hot pot and ate the mutton while inhaling from the spicy heat.
Wu Minqi:......
You don't seem to be qualified to talk about Jiang Feng.
Ji Yue took a bite of mutton rolls, a bite of soy milk, a bite of Chinese cabbage, a bite of soy milk, a bite of enoki mushrooms, and a bite of soy milk. As she ate, Wu Minqi, who was sitting next to her, suddenly felt that she was a little different from before.
Why did her lipstick not only not fade after taking it for so long, but it seemed to have changed color, from Armani 402 to a very dark bean paste color, and it seemed that it had not been applied well, and her mouth felt swollen.
"Did you just touch up your makeup?" Wu Minqi asked.
"No, no matter how much makeup you eat hot pot, it will cost you money to touch up your makeup." Ji Yue looked confused.
"That means your mouth has been turned into a sausage mouth." Wu Minqi smiled bitterly.
Jiyue:!!!∑(°Д°ノ)ノ
Ji Yue subconsciously covered her mouth, then took out her phone and looked at it, and found that her mouth was indeed turned into a sausage mouth, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.
Zhang Guanghang was sitting opposite her and must have seen her mouth turn into a sausage mouth.
Ji Yue's heart went off, so she said, "I'm going to the bathroom," and ran away.
Jiang Feng sat on the left side of Wu Minqi, hesitating between the spicy pot that looked terrible but tasted good and the clear soup pot that he suddenly disliked for its tastelessness after eating it for more than ten years.
Ever since the taste of the mutton rolls cooked in a spicy pot dissipated in his mouth, Jiang Feng actually missed the stinging feeling from the spicy pot. He even felt like eating something cooked in a clear soup pot with dipping sauce. It's tasteless.
Should I choose spicy pot or clear soup pot?
Jiang Feng felt that hot pot was a devil, stretching out his red sinful hand to him, clasping his heartstrings tightly, making him dream about it after just one taste.
Jiang Feng turned his attention to the quail eggs that Sang Ming had given him enthusiastically.
The quail eggs were the first to be put into the pot. After being cooked in the pot for about ten minutes, the original white color was no longer visible. The whole egg was dyed with a color that didn't look like it had been cooked in a spicy pot, but rather like something cooked in a spicy pot. The color of the braised eggs cooked in the marinade.
It looks extremely delicious.
If the quail eggs are not broken, they should not be spicy inside. Jiang Feng comforted himself while stretching his chopsticks towards the already cool quail eggs in the bowl.
Ten minutes is enough time to cook the quail eggs until they are tasty enough, but due to the characteristics of the ingredients themselves, they are not as easily stained with spiciness as the beef and mutton rolls.
When you enter the mouth, the quail eggs are already cold. If they are as hot as when they are just taken out of the pan and require two puffs before you can eat them, they will probably taste more delicious.
Spicy but not strong, salty, fragrant and the taste of the quail eggs itself, this is what the clear soup pot cannot give, and what the dipping sauce cannot give.
Jiang Feng felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.
How could there be something so delicious as spicy hot pot in the world?
What did he miss in the first 20 years of his life?
Clear soup, mushroom soup, tomatoes, three delicacies, sauerkraut and bone soup pot combined are not as good as a spicy hot pot!
After eating the quail eggs, Jiang Feng stared at the cold Chinese cabbage in the bowl. Because it has cooled down, even the oil has condensed on the vegetable leaves. It does not look as attractive as quail eggs. The vegetable leaves are boiled soft, and the lines are filled with the color of red oil, which makes people feel spicy when they look at it. , probably spicier than the mutton rolls I ate at the beginning.
Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment, then moved his chopsticks.
I picked off the peppercorns on top, picked up the cabbage leaves, and took a tentative bite.
"Hiss." Jiang Feng took a breath. Chinese cabbage leaves are really much spicier than quail eggs, and even spicier than the previous mutton rolls!
The stinging feeling on the tip of his tongue was like a protest against Jiang Feng's act of seeking death.
But...
Really delicious!
The cabbage leaves cooked in a spicy pot are really more delicious than those cooked in a clear soup pot!
After Jiang Feng finished eating the various hot pot ingredients that had been put in the bowl that had been given to him by others and had already cooled down, he finally turned his attention to the tumbling spicy pot.
He saw a piece of mutton that was already cooked. It was quite fat and thin, and it was not too small. It must taste delicious.
Jiang Feng moved and stretched out his chopsticks.
Winning with one blow, Jiang Feng grabbed the piece of mutton into the bowl before Jiang Shoucheng's chopsticks could.
Jiang Shoucheng:? ? ?
who? Who is it? Who took away the mutton he was optimistic about!
Jiang Shoucheng turned his head angrily and saw Jiang Feng smiling at him.
Jiang Shoucheng:? ? ?
"Brother, don't you like spicy food?" Jiang Shoucheng asked from his soul.
Since you picked it up by mistake, hurry up and give me back the mutton I'm interested in!
"I just discovered that spicy hot pot is really delicious! I told you, Brother Cheng, that mutton roll was so delicious that it made me cry." Jiang Feng looked sincere and quickly put the Pinch out the two peppercorns from the mutton roll and stuff the mutton roll into your mouth.
Hiss, so spicy.
But the lamb rolls fresh out of the pan are so delicious!
Jiang Shoucheng:? ? ? Didn't I lie to you just now?
The only time I was so spicy that I shed tears after eating one bite was when I ate hot pot for the first time in Chongqing. The moment I took the mutton into my mouth, I burst into tears
(°ω°｀)
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