Aspiring Food Supplier

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However, in Ling Rui's hands, these are not big things.The soup base in the hot pot restaurant seems to be much more fragrant than homemade, but in fact, it is seasoned with various spices.

"At this time, the program group is like all kinds of coquettish hot pot restaurants outside... Ours here is specially made by our own family." Huang Lei laughed.

Chen Kezhou looked unhappy, and always felt that his Haidilao hot pot base was bought from a street stall...the gap seems to be a bit big.

The firepower of the induction cooker was still very strong, and the duck blood and tofu were put into the pot, and the pot started to boil again soon.

As a result, the foodies are happily fishing for another wave.

"Wow, this duck blood is really tender."

"Every time I eat hot pot, I must order duck blood!"

……

In the live broadcast room, netizens were stunned.

Why on earth, they want to live broadcast to watch others eat hot pot?

"Now in Haidilao, eating hot pot while watching the live broadcast, I feel very happy." Some local tyrants have already taken direct action.

"The pig's feet have just been stewed at home, and I'm going to make a soup base."

"Most of the package of Dahongpao hotpot seasoning has been sold, it's really delicious!"

"The beef and mutton rolls have been bought, waiting for the food to arrive!"

"My God, I haven't got off work yet... I'm drooling now, what's wrong with this?"

"My family didn't even eat... I told my mother that I wanted to eat hot pot at night, and I was scolded for a lot of things."

"Is the one upstairs your own?"

"I do my own food and clothing, and then I go out... I'm going to find a hot pot restaurant!"

"It's already summer...why did you trick me into eating hot pot?"

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"How is it? Isn't it delicious?" Reba asked Gao Weiguang beside him, his eyes wide open.

"Well, it's very delicious. I don't know why, but it's much better than the hot pot restaurants outside." Gao Weiguang also said excitedly, "The chef is the chef!"

Ling Rui smiled, then put the yellow throat in the colander and put it in the pot.

"How long will the yellow throat be washed?" Peng Penggang asked after swallowing a piece of duck blood.

"At least 1 minutes."

"Isn't it just a few seconds?"

"In fact, most offals have bacteria. The more cooked they are, the safer they are." Ling Rui replied, then sat down and dipped the duck blood in a special sauce, and ate it. Indeed, it was very smooth.

An Ge, on the other hand, gave Ling Rui several pieces of duck blood.

Because there are so many people, everyone can eat so little.

If you can eat enough, it's not bad.

When the meatballs and quail eggs were all in the pot, Ling Rui got up and lit the charcoal on the grill, because it was time to prepare for the barbecue.

The foodies looked at Ling Rui expectantly.

Ling Rui is getting ready.

Brush each string of ingredients on the grill with a thin layer of oil first, and put it aside. The charcoal fire is not hot enough now.

"You need a hat." An Ge then ran into the house, took a white peaked cap and put it on Ling Rui's head.

"Does it look like the boss who sells skewers?" An Ge looked at his masterpiece and asked others.

"It looks great, but the hat is wrong." Reba nodded, "Ling Rui, you have to say a few words with our Xinjiang accent."

"Mutton skewers~" Ling Rui smiled, "Is this it?"

"exactly!"

"Hahaha."

Shaking his head helplessly, Ling Rui started to grill the skewers.

Beef skewers, lamb skewers, grilled ham sausage, grilled shiitake mushrooms, grilled enoki mushrooms, garlic sprouts, steamed bun slices, rice cakes...

Then sprinkle with cumin powder, paprika.

Flip again and sprinkle some more.

Arrange on a tray and serve.

"Oh!"

"Skewers!"

"barbecue!"

“Grilled fish!”

“Chicken wings chicken wings!”

"Drumsticks are a must!"

In the past half an hour, everyone had almost eaten the prepared hot pot ingredients, but everyone was only half full. Seeing that Ling Rui had prepared skewers, they could only drool for a while.

One by one, they took their favorite skewers and started eating again.

While eating skewers and drinking beer, and the sky gradually darkened, the atmosphere came out.

The skewers are actually not a lot of ingredients, in short, almost all of them have just been eaten, and finally everyone started to cook the vegetables in the hot pot.

Ashin had already picked up the guitar, playing and singing by himself.

Reba danced together.

The others beat the beat happily and ate the leftover ingredients.

"Mr. An, don't you have to go too?" Zhang Xincheng looked at An Ge and said with a smile, "We can't let Fatty go alone."

"Yes! Sister-in-law!"