The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

Chapter 88 Hot Pot Dinner

 The ingredients are boiling in the pot, steaming, and the small dining room is filled with the aroma of food, which makes people move their index fingers.

Everyone looked at Zhao Lan, who was sitting in the main seat, and their eager eyes seemed to be saying, "Little Prince, you should hurry up and start eating. If you don't eat, we will be rude and extend our chopsticks!"

Even though he grew up in the spotlight, Zhao Lan was still urged by the eager eyes of the little guys at the table. Without letting Shuang Rui wait on him, he took his chopsticks and directly reached into the hot pot to pick up a meatball.

Just after being taken out of the boiling soup, the hot meatballs stopped in front of Zhao Lan. He waited for them to cool down.

Su Sanlang was the youngest at the table. He couldn't wait any longer. He blinked his eyes and suddenly stood up from the stool. He stretched out his head and blew on his meatballs twice. "It won't be hot now. Brother Zhao, hurry up and eat it." !”

As expected, it was She Niu Su Xiaosan. Even the cold-faced and paralyzed young prince was not afraid, and he even dared to call her brother.

Su Yanli was already aware of the mischief of his third son, but he didn't expect him to stand up and brag to others. He was stunned and turned to look at the distinguished student. The little prince wouldn't be angry, right?

Fan Yanjia was also waiting for Zhao Lan to start. He was thinking that as long as he moved his chopsticks, he would follow. Just as he was about to take the chopsticks, he was shocked by the kid's movements. This kid can do it. He can compete with his little nephew. !

 Looking at my always aloof partner, I couldn't help but snicker!

Su Dalang looked at his younger brother helplessly, trying to persuade him to say something, but he felt that the table was full of people and he had to save face for his younger brother, so he just shook his head and smiled without saying anything.

Cheng Yingzhen was sitting next to San'er. He was young and needed someone to take care of him. He really didn't pay attention. This naughty kid made such a fuss. He thought that the noble gentleman opposite him was a family member who could make him drool!

 There was no saliva splashing across the table.

 She was really angry and funny, and looked at her husband with some anxiety. Su Yanli gave her a calm look, which instantly calmed her uneasiness.

Zhao Lan:…

Zhao Lan stopped halfway with his second chopsticks and looked at everyone. Are you going to eat?

Seeing that Zhao Lan was also stunned by the little kid's behavior, Su Ruojin gloated and thought, "It makes you noble...it makes you cold..." Su San's saliva, do you still want to eat it?

Zhao Lan remained motionless, but his gaze passed over the crowd, and finally landed on the corner of the little lady's mouth who was gloating about her misfortune. She looked like she wanted to cover her mouth and laugh. Why did she deserve a beating?

He lowered his head, dipped the meatballs into the sauce, and brought a chopstick to his mouth. Shuangrui, who was reaching out to change the chopsticks for the master, was stunned. The little master didn't dislike it?

 Everyone:…

 Su Sanlang can do it!

Su Yanli, as a teacher and a master, of course has to take care of the two students, and recommends them to try this... and eat that... from time to time.

 Everyone came back to their senses, right, right, why are they in a daze when the delicious food is in front of them? Let’s start quickly.

 Pingyang County Prince with a paralyzed face can also laugh?

The happiest person was Su San. He was about to get up from the stool again, "Brother Zhao, hold on, I will blow the cold for you..."

Fan Yanjia had already seen the paper-thin mutton rolls. He picked up the chopsticks and poured them into the pot. When they were cooked, he first picked up a small meatball and chewed it in his mouth. It was full of elasticity and very refreshing. I thought again, after I finish eating, I must ask Ah Jin how he made it so delicious.

A smile finally appeared on the cold face: "Thank you very much!" After that, he motioned for everyone to eat.

 Not necessarily.

 Everyone:…

Fan Yanjia was so busy eating that she nodded, "It's so delicious..."

Zhao Lan was gradually attracted by food from the reserved attitude at the beginning, and became less elegant.

It wasn't until Zhao Lan let go to eat that Cheng Yingzhen, Su Dalang and others had the courage to let go. Su Ruojin secretly pouted, she was really tired after having a meal with him, secretly rolled her eyes, and began to enjoy the food. Since moving to Dayin, in the first few years, she was too young to cook hot pot. In the past two years, her family's conditions were not good, but she could still make such food. This year, the conditions have improved, and she is busy with business, so she really hasn't been able to make it serious. She had a hot pot meal once, and today she was treated to a treat and all the ingredients were prepared. She also had a big appetite and ate a big meal, which was a hearty meal.

Shuang Rui and the other boys who were waiting on the side were so greedy that they almost drooled. Su Ruojin accidentally caught his eye. Oh, it was really...

He quickly called Sister Mao Ya over and whispered a few words in her ear. Mao Ya nodded, then walked to Shuang Rui and Qing Feng and whispered, "Please follow me."

There is a small stove in the kitchen with a casserole on it. The small table on the side is also equipped with similar ingredients to the main table. "This is what my little master specially reserved for you."

Shuangrui's eyes narrowed with joy, and he secretly exclaimed, Su Erniang is so kind!

Although Qingfeng's name is elegant, he is as good as his foodie master Fan Yanjia. He picked up the small bowl, politely started to eat it, and with a chopstick, he finally got the delicious taste of his little master.

There is nothing more delicious than hot pot in this world!

 In the main hall, there were no servants watching, and no one cared about the majesty of their master. They all ate with all their heart. If the ingredients were not limited, they would probably be able to eat enough to support the wall.

 A hot pot and I ate it for more than an hour.

 In August, when the weather is slightly cold, it would be perfect to have a hearty hot pot meal.

After eating, everyone stood under the corridor, basking in the sun and eating.

Su Sanlang, a conspicuous man, pushed his younger brother's walker in the courtyard, making a lot of noise. Fan Yanjia also joined in the fun and went down to the corridor to play wildly with him.

Su Ruojin ate too much and sat on the porch, basking in the sun and feeling sleepy. She was so noisy that she moved her head little by little, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep at some point.

Su Dalang wanted to call his sister to go back to the room to sleep, but he felt that it was not good to have guests around, so he stood next to his sister, gently leaned her head against him, and let her sleep next to him.

 What a good brother with twenty-four filial piety!

Zhao Lan raised his head slightly and looked at the blue sky and white clouds. It would be great if his mother-in-law gave him a little sister to play with!

　　After sweating all over from playing, Fan Yanjia returned to the corridor to rest his breath. He opened his mouth and asked the teacher, "Dr. Su, your hot pot is so delicious. I'm still enjoying the food."

Su Yanli smiled and said, "Come again next time."

Fan Yanjia was a little embarrassed and asked, "Can I still have a meal at night?"

Su Yanli was wondering if there were any ingredients at home when he heard his daughter's voice from behind, "Young Master Fan, you will get angry easily if you eat too much. Please treat me next time."

 But he just wants to eat, what should I do? Fan Yanjia looked at the Su family father and daughter, eyes full of expectation.

Although everything can be boiled, if there is not a good pot of soup and meatballs to cook, the taste of hot pot will be lacking.

Su Ruojin thought for a while, "I'll give you the dipping sauce, go home and make it yourself. Whether it's bone soup, fish head soup, or mushroom soup, you can make the base. And you've seen all the ingredients I eat at home. If you look at the match, it would be better if there are Huanghou and Niu Baiye.”

It’s a pity that cattle are an important farming tool in this era. There is very little beef circulating on the market, let alone cattle. Without it, I always feel that hot pot has some shortcomings.

 “What are Huanghou and Niu Baiye?” Fan Yanjia, a foodie, will not let go of any delicious food.

 (End of this chapter)