"Old Wang, help me bring out the few plates over there.”Meng Fan ordered Wang Jian.
Wang Jian looked at the stove and saw a few plates of raw ingredients on the plate. A few types of meat were clearly freshly cut, and there were still water droplets hanging on the vegetables.
"Aren't these not done yet?" Wang Jian could not help being puzzled.
Meng Fan said impatiently," I told you to take it out, so just take it out. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"”
"This hotpot is to be eaten while boiling. Of course, the ingredients don't have to be cooked.”Meng Fan explained casually and ignored Wang Jian. He carried the pot out of the kitchen.
Ying Zheng, who was waiting outside, couldn't wait any longer. Meng Fan had just placed the small pot on the special brazier when he reached his chopsticks into the pot.
Meng Fan watched him pick up a pepper and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Just as he was about to remind him, Ying Zheng put the pepper into his mouth.
After chewing twice, the expression on Ying Zheng's face froze instantly.
"Bah!" Spitting out the crushed chili, Ying Zheng hurriedly asked," Little friend, what kind of food are you cooking? Why is my tongue so painful? Could it be poisonous?"
Wang Jian, who had just walked out of the kitchen with a few dishes, also became nervous when he heard this.
He looked at Meng Fan warily and thought," No way. Did this kid poison me?"
"Why would I poison you?" Meng Fan rolled his eyes." Old Zhao, why are you as impatient as Old Wang? I haven't even introduced you to the food and you're already eating?"”
Taking the plates of meat from Wang Jian, Meng Fan slowly said,""This is called hotpot. The soup base is not used to eat, but to rinse the ingredients.”
" Just like me." Meng Fan picked up a piece of meat and placed it in the pot." There's chili and pepper in the bottom of the pot. This kind of taste that irritates the tongue is called spicy, not poison."”
Not long after, the piece of meat on Meng Fan's chopsticks was ready. He picked it up and showed it to Ying Zheng and Wang Jian.""Here, it's cooked like this and can be eaten.”
After saying that, he put the meat into his mouth.
"Awesome, beef is still the best!" Enjoying the unique taste of the beef, Meng Fan sighed.
Noticing their gazes, Meng Fan explained,""Don't misunderstand. This is a cow that died of old age in the village not long ago. You Zhi saw that I had made a contribution to the village's farming tools, so he specially gave me some.”
Great Qin's protection of cows was extremely strict.
Not only was there a special person to take care of each cow, but the village official would also enthrone the cow. Once a cow died due to unnatural external factors, the person in charge of raising the cow would be held accountable.
Therefore, they could only eat beef when the cow died of old age.
Even the Emperor Ying Zheng was no exception.
Hearing Meng Fan say it was beef, the two immediately perked up.
They couldn't eat beef often, so they naturally craved the taste of beef. After Meng Fan's demonstration, they immediately imitated him and picked up a piece and placed it in the bottom of the pot.
The spiciness was mixed with the numbness, perfectly releasing the fresh fragrance of the beef.
This was the first time that Ying Zheng had experienced such a feeling.
He couldn't help but pick up the meat faster.
Meng Fan's heart ached when he saw this." Hey, you two old guys, slow down!" Don't you know that good things should be tasted carefully?”
"If you guys eat like this, there won't be any left! You Zhi only sent this little beef!”
The two people who were enjoying their meal didn't hear Meng Fan's reminder. They kept feeding the food into the pot.
Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Meng Fan rolled up his sleeves and joined the fight for the meat without caring about his image.
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After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Meng Fan leaned back in his chair and said to the two,""Old Zhao, Old Wang, don't blame me for raising the board and lodging fees for your food!”
"Bring it up. It's fine. I can afford it!”Ying Zheng waved his hand nonchalantly.
Such a delicious hotpot should be expensive.
"Oh?" Seeing Ying Zheng acting like a rich man, Meng Fan instantly sat up from his chair. He took out a small notebook tied with rice paper and started to record.
Wang Jian's eyes widened when he saw the situation. Raising the price just like that? Isn't it just a hotpot?"
Meng Fan snorted and ignored him.""A meal at noon costs ten yuan, plus the best wine. It's not too much to say it's twenty yuan, right?”
"The hotpot at night costs 20 yuan, plus the wine costs 10 yuan, so it's 30 yuan.”
" Including my cooking fees, I'll charge you sixty yuan." Meng Fan flicked his little notebook and looked up at the two." How about it? I'll charge you sixty yuan for two meals today. You can't find another restaurant with my skills. Sixty yuan isn't expensive, right?"”
"What? Two meals cost 60 yuan?" Wang Jian slammed the table." You're too dark, aren't you? You have to pay for washing dishes?"
After Great Qin unified its currency, the value of Qin Half Coins was quite high.
A normal family's monthly expenses were only a dozen or so coins. Meng Fan's request for sixty coins was naturally not something Wang Jian was happy about.
Meng Fan rolled his eyes and pouted.""Then Old Wang, you'll be in charge of washing the dishes in the future. I'll give you a discount of five yuan. How about that?”
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