"Uncle, your duck intestine is going to be old if you don't scoop it out," Harrison couldn't help but remind Jinx, who was in a daze.
"Old?" Jinx took his chopsticks out of the hot pot, and looked at the curled up duck intestine with confusion. "Isn't it already dead?"
"Old means past the best time to eat it," Harrison explained helplessly. Indeed, some terms were not universal.
"Then let me try this duck intestine." Jinx didn't care about Harrison's words, and put the piece of duck intestine into his mouth.
The spiciness was still the main theme, but after chewing the insanely spicy chili, his resistance to insanely spicy had increased significantly. He didn't care about his burning taste buds, and chewed on the duck intestine.
Apart from the numbing spiciness, the crispy duck intestine gave Jinx's teeth a new and refreshing experience. As his taste buds gradually got used to the spiciness, the fragrance under the spiciness began to show its power. The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became, and the coldness from sitting in the snow was also dispelled.
"Delicious!"
Jinx gave a thumbs-up. However, this small piece of duck intestine wasn't enough to fill the gaps between his teeth, so he picked up two plates of duck intestine and poured it into the red soup pot in front of him.
"Duck intestine isn't eaten like this …" Harrison raised his hand to stop him, but it was too late. He looked at the duck intestine that had already been poured into the hot pot. This was blasphemy!
Harrison tried his best to control his emotions as he said, "Duck intestine has to be dipped with chopsticks. The best time to eat it is when the duck intestine is dipped eight times. Only then will the duck intestine have a soul."
"The way you eat it is too sissy. It's not suitable for us giant dragons." Jinx pursed his lips in disdain. He picked up a plate of beef and poured it into the hot pot. He stirred it with his chopsticks, and started eating when the soup boiled again.
"That's a good idea." The eyes of the golden dragons, who were still carefully calculating the time, lit up, and they all followed suit. Otherwise, with their 10 portions, they might not be able to finish it by tomorrow morning.
"This is really silly …" Harrison swallowed the last few words for the sake of his own safety. Out of sight, out of mind, he continued to dip his tripe elegantly.
The irritable and insanely spicy didn't let the dragons off the hook. Just as the dragons were praising how delicious the hot pot was, they started transforming uncontrollably. In the end, they could only shrink to the size of Fox and continue to stand up and eat the hot pot.
Under the gazes of the dragons, Harrison, the little fatty, continued to sit quietly and enjoy the hot pot. This also attracted everyone's attention. This was a true hero!
The novel way of eating hot pot brought a brand new dining experience to the guests.
It even gave many people a strange illusion.
"Hubby, I think my culinary skills have improved greatly. Let me cook for you at home in the future," Bonnie said confidently as she took a bite of the potato.
The pale-faced Vicennio had just recovered from the frenzied attacks in the afternoon. Hearing Bonnie's words, he hurriedly shook his head.
"Why? You don't think my cooking is good?" Bonnie pulled a long face.
"No, I'm just worried that the oil will stain your delicate little hands. How can I let you do such a thing?" Vicennio hurriedly shook his head with a shy smile.
"That's true." Bonnie raised her pinky finger and looked at her delicate little hands. It was such a pity to use them to do housework.
"That's right. My hands have more important things to do." Bonnie's hand pinched Vicennio's thigh under the table. She licked her bright red lips, and her smile gradually turned wretched.
Vicennio's throat moved. He suddenly wanted to go next door and order two more roujiamos. Who could resist that!?
"I think the best cooked vegetable is the lotus root slice. It's crispy and delicious. It's too delicious." Vanessa chewed on the lotus root slice. It was just right for the hardness, and didn't put much pressure on her teeth.
However, Abraham shook his head, and said, "I think the enoki mushroom is better. The enoki mushroom has absorbed the essence of the red soup. It's fresh and delicious, and tastes even better than ordinary mushrooms. It's the king of the vegetarian hot pot!"
"What's so good about vegetables? Are you sure you don't want to try the pig's brain? This pig's brain is more tender than tofu pudding. After soaking in the red soup, the taste is even better. It's simply too dreamy. " Randy picked up the ladle, and scooped up a pig's brain from the red soup. He looked at everyone and recommended it seriously.
Vanessa and Lora shook their heads at the same time. This pig's brain looked scarier than they had expected. When they thought about how it was dug out from a pig's brain, they instantly lost their desire to eat it.
"Can you share some with me to try?" Abraham asked hesitantly.
"Since you treated me to a meal yesterday, I'll bear the pain and share half of the pig's brain with you." Randy had a pained expression on his face. He scooped half of the pig's brain into his bowl, and put the other half into Abraham's bowl.
Abraham picked up the ladle and scooped up half a ladle of the pig's brain. The pig's brain, which still had some traces of blood when it was put into the pot, had already turned completely white. It was wrapped in a layer of red soup, and looked very tempting.
The spicy red soup automatically removed all the fishy smell, and the spicy aroma mixed with a unique fragrance wafted over.
As a glutton, this was also the first time Abraham tried an animal's brain. Before this, he had never heard of anyone eating a pig's brain.
He finished half a ladle of pig's brain in one mouthful.
The appropriate spiciness first made the taste buds tense up, and then the pig's brain melted in the mouth. The tender texture was indeed similar to tofu pudding, but the tofu pudding's texture was much more refreshing, while the pig's brain's texture was more soft and sticky. The fragrant taste blossomed on the tip of the tongue, and together with the spiciness, it brought about a unique and delicious enjoyment.
"This taste is simply amazing!"
Abraham was intoxicated. If the duck intestine and tripe were a beautiful song for the teeth, then this pig's brain was an existence that brought joy to the taste buds.
After finishing half of the pig's brain in a few mouthfuls, Abraham still felt that he was not satisfied. He raised his hand and ordered three more pig's brains.
"Listen to me, right?" Randy was a little proud.
"Even pig's brains can be used as an ingredient. There's really nothing that can't be used in hotpot! Mr. Mak's creation will most likely leave a thick mark in the history of food and beverage. "Abraham nodded and could not help but sigh.
"Only Mr. Mak can be the first to carry on the legacy of the past and open up a new path for the future." Randy nodded in agreement.
If a chef only made a family dish to the extreme, then he could only be considered a good chef, but not a master chef.
However, Mr. Mak was different. Every new dish he made was a surprise. His exquisite and unique cooking methods had the ability to subvert the current food and beverage industry.
It was very normal for a hotpot meal to take one to two hours, so many customers waited for a long time before they could get a seat.
Meanwhile, the Fox finally finished the last mouthful of soup after the customers changed seats. It flew away with blue flames spurting out of its mouth …
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