"Haha, my spicy hot pot soup is really falling." Wu Hai looked excited, picked up the spoon and prepared soup.

“Do you want hot pot soup and rice?” The diners on the side asked some incredulously.

"Yes, this idea is not very good." Wu Hai said proudly.

"I have seen people eating tea, rice, rice, soup and rice, but this hot pot soup is really the first time." The diners were surprised.

"The first time I was right, so I said that this is my idea." Wuhai is still very willing to answer this praise.

"What kind of people are there? You are not afraid of spicy?" The diners on the beach, looking at the red and spicy soup, asked curiously.

"Of course, I am very much looking forward to this taste." Wuhai is very proud to say.

"You are not afraid of chrysanthemums to eat like this." The diners on the Wuhai side endured or couldn't hold back.

"Oh, I am like a man like Wang Zengqi." Wuhai said with a mustache and a proud face.

"What do you mean?" asked the diners.

"Wang Zengqi, Wang Laozi is a big eater. His famous saying is that there are hairy people who don't eat scorpions, legs that don't eat benches, big cockroaches don't eat dead people, little cockroaches don't eat flies." The colleague on the side of the diners is still clear. , consciously explained.

"Yes, that's it." Wu Hai nodded proudly.

"That's really a foodie." The diners said something silent.

Wuhai nodded and agreed to start bibimbap with spicy hot pot soup.

A spoonful of red spicy soup is poured directly into the bowl.

This rice made from rice is naturally the best glutinous rice, crystal clear rice, and the fragrance is far away. The rice looks particularly shiny in the small bowl of white porcelain. It is the cooked rice oil, which is now poured by the red spicy soup. More beautiful and bright.

The red oily spicy hot pot soup is poured on the white rice, forming a strong color difference, which looks bright and appetizing.

Of course, this is the idea of ​​Wuhai. Other diners feel that this is definitely very spicy. After all, no one really eats the soup with spicy hot pot.

After the hot pot soup is soaked in rice, Wuhai naturally eats with a spoon, picks up the spoon and directly puts a spoonful into the mouth.

"Oh, it's so hot." Wuhai just couldn't help but say that the rice was just at the entrance.

Spicy hot pot soup dyed rice into red, the entrance is a spicy taste, just like a piece of red burning carbon was stuffed into the mouth, so Wuhai could not help but take a breath.

But this is only a matter of a moment, the spicy is slowly swallowed along with the chewing of Wuhai, and then the fragrance of rice, the spicy has been along the esophagus to the stomach.

Spicy and unbearable, it was a sweat, but then it was the sweetness and fragrance of the rice. It was a feeling of comfort.

"Shuang!" Wu Hai swallowed a meal, could not help but say aloud.

Wuhai once again raised a spoonful of feed into the mouth. This time, there was a little more difference. When the spicy taste was picked up, there was a feeling of hemp that irritated the tongue and made the tongue feel a little slow. .

At this time, the spicy taste suddenly rushed into the mouth, and the smell of rice always appeared as the protagonist.

Yes, the soup of spicy hot pot did not take away the taste of rice, but made the light rice the protagonist.

It seems that the spicy stimulation in front is all to set off the fragrance and sweetness of the rice.

"It really is a good rice." Wu Hai said with emotion.

"How?" The diners on the side looked at the Wuhai wind and ruined a bowl of rice, curiously asked.

"Very delicious!" Wu Hai picked up his own puff on the table and wiped the sweat, seriously said.

“Is it so delicious?” This person is really puzzled.

In his opinion, what can be in the hot pot soup, all kinds of aniseed materials, spices, and hateful pepper seeds and peppers, so that the rice is not ruined by the white rice made by Yuan Bo.

"Of course, if you help me to order another bowl of rice, I will tell you why." Wu Hai looked at the spicy soup in the small pot, it is natural to say.

"You are also cheap, if you are known by Yuan Boss, you will be finished." The diners on the Wuhai Beach immediately refused.

No, if Wuhai didn't finish eating, the blacklist was carried by himself. Although he can't eat it often, it is necessary to occasionally eat a tooth festival.

"No, I am sure I have finished eating, Yuan Bo’s bowl of rice is just how much, you can rest assured." Wuhai, in order to eat, now began to pat the chest to ensure.

After all, the spicy soup in front of him has been stimulating his taste buds, and he has to pay attention to his speech, otherwise the saliva can't stand it.

However, the diners naturally think that Wuhai is spicy, because after the spicy, it will unconsciously secrete saliva.

"I just ask if it's good, don't wait..." The diners just wanted to refuse, and they were dragged by their colleagues on the side, turning their heads and looking at their colleagues.

"You don't want to try it? You try." The colleague said it was euphemistic, but his eyes were indicative of the soup pot in front of Wuhai.

"I don't want to promise, but you have scored me for this soup." The man immediately understood and smiled and looked at Wuhai.

"The young people are really greedy now." Wuhai immediately alerted the small pot to his face.

"You are free." The man shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of fried rice with a happy face.

And Wu Hai looked at the spicy soup base with a look of entanglement, and looked at Yuanzhou, who was indifferent to his face. It was not directly said that Yuanzhou was wrong.

Usually, Yuanzhou ignored this kind of gaze, but today he turned around and asked, "How do you understand that you don't need a colander?"

"Understood, but how did you do this?" Wu Hai asked sincerely.

"It's very simple, this is the secret of the chef." When Yuanzhou said this, he also turned around and looked at Wuhai seriously.

"You tm teasing me?" Wu Hai asked Yuanzhou dissatisfied.

"No." Yuanzhou shook his head.

"Oh." Wuhai's answer is simple and simple.

"In fact, this soup will taste a little different every time." Yuanzhou thought about pointing to the hot pot in front of Wuhai.

"This topic is really hard, I give zero points." Wu Hai looked at the soup pot, and then looked at the neighboring face of a serious egg fried rice, dissatisfied with Yuanzhou said.

"This is a fact." Yuanzhou was sullen, very serious.

"Hey, you give me some food, I will give you a spoonful of soup, just a spoonful, love or not." Wu Hai first smelled the soup pot, and then looked at the neighboring diners.

"No problem." The diners at the neighboring table immediately smiled.

"It's greedy." Wu Hai's distressed heart was not written on his face.

Even if the spicy soup in this small pot can make three bowls of rice, Wuhai feels like a meat-like pain.

Routines, the store is a routine.

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