Chapter: 444

Hot pot, known as "antique soup" in ancient times, is named after the "gudong" sound when food is put into boiling water. It is an original delicacy in my country with a long history and is a food suitable for all ages.

It is especially popular in East Asia. It is eaten hot now, spicy and salty, oily but not greasy, sweating profusely, and extremely hearty.

Typical hot pot ingredients include all kinds of meat, seafood, vegetables, soy products, mushrooms, egg products, etc., put them into boiling water or boil them in a special stock pot and eat them. It will also be eaten with seasonings.

And Zi Yan prefers to eat Chongqing hot pot. Chongqing hot pot is famous all over the country. It is already a hot pot culture. It can also be called Maodu hot pot or spicy hot pot. The main ingredients are beef tripe, duck intestines and so on.

The hairy belly is divided into black hairy belly and white louver. After the hairy belly is rinsed, it will be cooked in a few tens of seconds. It tastes strong and tender.

After Zi Yan heard Zhang Han's words, her body trembled slightly. After a long time, when she raised her head, her face had returned to her usual coldness, but her eyes were filled with warmth and emotion.

It turns out...he was thinking about himself.

Happy time always passes quickly, and before you know it, the time has come to noon.

"We should go back."

Zhang Han took some ingredients, including three chickens, several potatoes, a few cucumbers, and some tomatoes.

Just now Ziyan ate a tomato, Ziyan is very relieved of this pure green fruit and vegetable, she is full of praise for the sweet taste of the tomato, causing Mengmeng to eat a little bit of it too.

While eating, Zi Yan said lightly: "I remember that there is a very small persimmon that is quite delicious."

When she said this, it reminded Mengmeng, and said while waving her little palm, "Yes, that's right, that little persimmon, there are red ones, and there are yellow ones, Baba, Mengmeng I also really like to eat."

"Okay, okay, wait for dad to plant some for you and mom in a few days?" Zhang Han replied with a smile.

"Okay! Mmmmm."

This is just a small episode of having fun in Crescent Mountain.

Back at the restaurant at noon, Zhang Han made braised chicken, hot and sour potato shreds, cucumber and tomato salad.

Cucumbers are the most commonly eaten in restaurants. Cucumbers grown in Crescent Mountain are extremely fresh and loved by people.

However, the braised chicken surprised Liang Mengqi and other member guests, and everyone was given some, full of joy.

"Hey... This braised chicken is so fragrant, how can the three-yellow chicken be so fragrant? It's cool..."

Every time Pearson tasted it in the restaurant, he would leave a burst of emotional words.

This can't help but make the people who eat at the white dining table at the same time miserable: there is a saying MMP that I don't know if I should say it or not!

On the second floor, Zhang Han, Zi Yan, Mengmeng and Zhou Fei were also enjoying a sumptuous lunch. When they started eating, Zhang Han first put a piece of chicken wing in Mengmeng's bowl, and Mengmeng directly held the chicken wing with her small palm He gnawed on it, and halfway through eating, Zhang Han picked up another chicken wing and put it in the cute bowl for preparation.

"Well... this, this chicken wing is for Ma Ma to eat."

Mengmeng grabbed the corner of the chicken wing with her hand and put it in Ziyan's bowl.

"Don't eat Ma Ma, it's enough for Ma Ma to eat other meat, let's eat it Mengmeng."

Although Zi Yan also likes chicken wings very much, she still puts the chicken wings in a cute bowl, not because Zi Yan doesn't want to eat them, because this is love.

"Hmm, no, Mama eats one, Mama also wants to eat chicken wings." Mengmeng grabbed the chicken wings and put them in Zi Yan's bowl, the little guy's attitude was very firm.

"Okay, let's eat Ma Ma." Zi Yan smiled sweetly, very relieved.

"Papa wants to eat one too." Mengmeng's big eyes looked back and forth on the dinner plate, trying to find a piece of chicken wing for Papa to eat.