frightfiction Chapter 283: First experience with beef hotpot
Chapter 283: First experience with beef hotpot
"Look, haven't you accepted it? We will mark the pot for making beef tripe hotpot to tell everyone that you will never use it wrong. Then we will introduce to everyone how it is made. Those who accept it can order it, and those who can't accept it can forget it." An Qiao didn't expect that everyone would be able to accept it, but she felt it would be a shame if everyone didn't try this delicacy.
Lixia still had an embarrassment on her face. Was this really possible?
"It's okay, let's give it a try." An Qiao said again, just in case someone likes it.
No one really dared to disobey the young lady, so after thinking it over, they decided to give it a try.
Anyway, there are more than just one or two strange dishes in Kyoto restaurants.
An Qiao did what she said and directly wrote down part of the production process of beef tripe hotpot and what beef tripe is.
He also wrote a few words in cinnabar ink: [Niu Bie Hot Pot, the daily supply is limited, please buy as needed.]
I also wrote a reminder: don’t click if you don’t like it.
Even the fact that the pot was not from the same batch was clearly marked, for fear that other diners might mind.
……
As expected, on the first day of sale, almost no one was interested in buying it. This sounds a bit too strange and not everyone can accept it.
"Young lady, you are really creative. How did you come up with this soup base?" After reading the precautions, a diner's face turned green.
"It's really hard to swallow. Even though I know it hasn't been completely digested, it's still in the process of digestion." A diner nearby echoed.
Everyone unanimously decided that the existence of this thing was a bit abnormal.
So, naturally, several people in Dali Temple were also distorted.
"Wow, Miss An is really an extraordinary person." Zhao Huaiqing couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.
Such a dish is not something that most people would think of, not to mention that the young lady even made it and sold it.
"I'm afraid we won't be able to sell a single pot all night." Wu Huan also pouted, as if he couldn't stand it, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't stand it.
"Aren't you curious about what it tastes like?" Xinhai finished reading the entire sheet of precautions naively. They had eaten a lot of weird things during training.
He had no problem eating raw wriggling insects, let alone a pot of hotpot that had already turned into dead matter.
"It's already entered the cow's stomach and is almost turning into that thing. Can you accept it???" Zhao Huaiqing felt that he still didn't quite understand this colleague of his, who always gave him something different and exciting.
"Of course it's acceptable. Since the young lady dares to sell it, it means that the taste must be extraordinary. If you miss out on a delicious dish because of your psychological reasons, wouldn't that be a big loss?" Xinhai suddenly became reasonable.
Okay, that seems to make some sense.
"Sir Shaoqing, can you accept this?"
Zhao Huaiqing and Wu Huan were both in despair. Were they really going to eat this strange hot pot today?
Gu Qingyun was initially a little reluctant to accept it, but after taking a look around, it seemed that no one ordered this ox stomach hotpot. Gu Qingyun became curious, and also felt that it would be a pity not to try such a strange thing once. Besides... if not a single pot was sold tonight, Miss An would probably be disappointed.
"Since we're here, aren't we just curious about what it is? Why don't we give it a try?" Gu Qingyun nodded. Even if it's not fatal, eating a beef belly hotpot won't kill you.
Wu Huan and Zhao Huaiqing's expressions turned pale and blue as they looked at the precautions in their hands with complicated expressions. They told themselves over and over again in their hearts that it was okay, it was okay, it was just a meal.
An Qiao was very happy when she learned that several people wanted to try the beef tripe hotpot.
"Wait a moment, I'll do it for you myself." Maybe it was because An Qiao's expression was too excited, but Zhao Huaiqing and Wu Huan felt a chill down their spines.
An Qiao even served several people bayberry iced drinks that had not yet been served, and even Gu Qingyun and Xin Hai wondered if they should have ordered them.
An Qiao had no idea and just felt that she had introduced it to others.
An Qiao thinks that Dali Temple is still the best and she unconditionally trusts all the food she makes.
Not long after, amid the colorful looks of several people, Qiufen and Anqiao brought up a huge copper pot together. In the pot, dark green soup was boiling and exuding an indescribable smell.
Everyone looked at each other, "Wuhuan! I don't want to eat it!" Zhao Huaiqing let out a final sigh and stared at the hot pot without daring to eat it.
In the end, Xinhai plucked up the courage, picked up a piece of beef, put it in the pot, dipped it in some sauce, put it in his mouth and chewed it.
His expression was surprised at first, and then he showed a satisfied smile, "Mm, delicious!"
In fact, it just looks strange, or its production process is too strange, but it does not taste as strange as imagined, but is just slightly bitter and has the scent of grass. It feels like a bitter and refreshing good medicine.
Seeing this, others also picked up chopsticks and tried it.
"Xinhai, you're not lying to us, are you? You're pretending to be enjoying the food." Zhao Huaiqing pursed his lips. The restaurant was already filled with aromas. He had been hungry the whole day and was now starving.
"How is that possible? It would be hard for Xinhai to act delicious." Wu Huan was skeptical. In fact, he didn't want to be the second person to eat.
"But... I always feel that Xinhai seems to have no expression no matter what he eats. What's going on with his current expression of enjoyment?" Zhao Huaiqing was about to collapse mentally. This whole pot of dark green stuff looked like dark cuisine no matter how he looked at it.
Gu Qingyun became the second person to eat crab. He closed his eyes and put a piece of tripe into his mouth.
It tastes good, but it's very strange, a strange touch, a strange taste, but it doesn't feel disgusting, there is a fresh fragrance after taking a bite.
Although they were a little reluctant at first, perhaps because they were too hungry, Zhao Huaiqing and Wu Huan still picked up their chopsticks.
Everyone frowned as if they had eaten poison, but as they tasted the unique flavor, their frowns gradually relaxed and they began to enjoy this extremely special delicacy.
"Look, I didn't lie to you, did I? It's delicious."
This was a rare time when Xinhai felt that the food was delicious, and he really liked the taste.
I felt very close to the grass, and my mood unconsciously relaxed.
"So you actually like this taste."
Although Zhao Huaiqing and Wu Huan accepted it, they still felt that this experience was enough in this lifetime.
As for Gu Qingyun, it was hard to say whether he liked it or hated it. It seemed that he would be willing to eat it next time.
The meal was a lively one, and several people had different opinions on the novel taste of the beef tripe hotpot.