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Chapter 1678

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The way the group of ferocious lava demons were holding small spoons carefully, and adding all sorts of spices into the small bowls that were not even the size of their palms made one feel a little cold.

However, this also made everyone a little curious. What was this seemingly ritualistic step used for? What was this dipping dish? How exactly was this hot pot eaten?

"Oh no, they used the aroma of the hot pot base to attract customers, and those demons are really here to eat the hot pot. Isn't this a living advertisement?" Isaac slapped his thigh, and grimaced in pain as he panicked.

"This aroma …" The skinny man sniffed seriously, and revealed an intoxicated expression. However, he quickly said seriously, "It's far inferior to our Cassia Hot Pot!"

"Of course." Isaac's expression twitched a few times, and he blushed as he replied.

All the demons prepared the dipping sauce according to their individual tastes. Sargeras picked up the guide again, and continued to read, "Tripe — pick it up with chopsticks and place it in the boiling hot soup pot. Put it down for one second, lift it up for one second, and repeat the actions eight times. Then, it can be eaten. Do not exceed the time limit, or you will lose your soul."

"Tripe? What's that? "All the demons' gazes started to search the dining car.

"It's this." Sargeras took a plate of tripe from the topmost layer of the dining car beside him and placed it on the table. The thin, brownish-black tripe was soaked in the water, and its surface was full of wrinkles. However, it looked like there was quite a lot of it.

All the demons took a plate of tripe each and placed it in front of them.

"We really have to do it ourselves? This is the first time I've seen this way of eating. "

"But it sounds quite interesting. We have the soup pot, and the ingredients are all cut and prepared. We just have to pick it up with chopsticks and dip it in the pot. It's very simple."

"Can we really eat dishes that we made ourselves? I almost destroyed my own family the last time. "

All the onlookers were shocked when they heard that, and some of them were rather interested.

"I heard that tripe is very delicious. Let me try it first." Kiel picked up the long chopsticks eagerly, and picked up a piece of tripe clumsily. Lava demons ate directly with their hands. It was too difficult for them to use chopsticks.

The tripe was placed in the boiling hot pot, and the red soup surged. When Kiel picked up the chopsticks again, the tripe was already gone.

"Oh?!"

Kiel was stunned and hurriedly scooped up the tripe with his chopsticks. The pepper and chili were rolling in the red soup, and the tripe was like a clay ox entering the sea. There was no trace of the tripe.

"There's no need to fish it out. What's the point of having a Tripe that has lost its soul?" Mond patted Kiel's shoulder and comforted him. Then, he picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of tripe. He smiled and said, "I've been practicing using chopsticks recently."

Mond's tripe rose and fell four times in the red soup, but after the fifth time, it could not be picked up again.

"Hotpot … is indeed not simple," Mond said dejectedly as he looked at the empty chopsticks.

Cossus, Markza, and the others also tried to pick up the tripe, but they all ended up feeding it to the hotpot. They didn't even get a single strand of hair back.

"Heh. Seems like you all don't have the fortune to eat tripe." Sargeras sat upright, and picked up a piece of tripe with his chopsticks solemnly. Every movement was slow and precise like a robot. The thin piece of tripe floated up and down in the red soup like a small boat struggling to survive in a stormy sea. After going up and down eight times, it finally escaped the sea of fire, and dived into the dipping dish to swim. Then, it was fed into a big mouth that had been waiting for a long time.

The crisp and chewy tripe made a crisp sound as it clashed with the teeth. It was like a beautiful melody, and one could imagine that chewy feeling.

Sargeras had already closed his eyes. The tripe that was soaked in red oil and soup, and wrapped in a layer of dipping sauce. The spiciness and fresh fragrance blossomed on the tip of his tongue, and the chewy and crisp texture brought about the most wonderful feedback!

What an enchanting taste!

What a wonderful texture!

He almost didn't know how to describe this wonderful enjoyment. A blissful smile appeared on that dignified face. A warm current flowed from the tip of his tongue, and quickly spread to his limbs and bones.

"Huff!"

A ball of flame rose from the top of his head.

The magma patterns on the surface of his body turned red, and the fiery red magma flowed slowly in those patterns. Only his hands were still normal, but he didn't realize it.

"Gulp."

The sound of saliva being swallowed could be heard around him.

There was no need for too much explanation. Sargeras' expression and actions were already better than any words.

They seemed to have also felt the deliciousness and freshness of the tripe. With a mouthful of the spicy hotpot aroma, they even felt their throats burning.

"I actually want to eat when I see a demon eating?" A young lady pinched her thigh, trying to prove if she had been bewitched by some illusion.

"Yes, it hurts …" She sucked in a breath of cold air to confirm that she really wanted to eat it and wasn't bewitched.

"Mr. Mak didn't lie to me. This tripe is indeed delicious," Sargeras said with a smile as he opened his eyes. Sargeras smiled as he opened his eyes. He picked up a piece of tripe from the bowl and placed it in the pot to cook.

"Again, again." Kiel and the rest also began their second and third attempts.

After a few failures, Kiel finally got the tripe that he had failed in the first few rounds in the pot.

Although the texture was a little overcooked and less crispy, after it was soaked in the red soup, the spiciness was even better, and he was lit on fire on the spot.

"Huff, huff, huff!"

The lava demons were like human-shaped torches that were lit up one after another. They ate happily, and it felt like they were eating in a sauna room even though water was splashed and turned into ice outside.

Even the surrounding customers felt a lot warmer. They looked at the group of burly lava demons clumsily holding long chopsticks, picking up all kinds of ingredients, and dipping them into the red soup pot with curiosity.

However, it was such a strange and somewhat funny scene that made the surrounding people swallow their saliva.

Sargeras picked up the guide again, and read, "Eye beef, fat and lean, shaped like an eye, hence the name. It's as thin as paper, and as long as it's cooked in the hotpot for a while, it can be scooped out immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, the demons had already placed 10 servings of fat beef on the table.

"This is easy." Kiel picked up a piece of fresh fat beef that was as thin as paper, and put it into the boiling soup pot. The bright red color quickly turned white, and then it was covered with a layer of beautiful red. He lifted it out of the pot, rolled the steaming fat beef in the dipping sauce, and covered it with sesame oil and sauce before putting it into his mouth.

The fat beef had already absorbed the taste of the thick soup perfectly, and that tender and delicate texture was mesmerizing. It was tender and soft, and as fine as silk. After chewing it carefully, the fragrance of the meat quickly filled his entire mouth, making him unable to stop himself.

"Amazing!"

Kiel opened his eyes after a long time, and said with an intoxicated expression.

"Alright, I've decided to eat here for lunch. I want to eat meat!" The young lady pulled her best friend toward the door, and didn't forget to wipe the saliva at the corner of her mouth.

"This way of eating is too cruel. I can't help but tear up. Let's not look anymore. We'll eat here." A long-haired uncle pulled his best friend toward the restaurant.

The customers who were attracted by the aroma couldn't help but step in after seeing the scene of Sargeras and the others eating the hotpot, causing a small climax.

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