northernbook Chapter 80: First experience of Dayan Dynasty hotpot
Chapter 80: First experience of Dayan Dynasty hotpot
Gu Qingyun scratched his head in annoyance and prepared to leave. Wu Huan and Zhao Huaiqing had also just returned and were about to leave in a daze.
Another fruitless day.
A few of them staggered to the restaurant. As soon as they entered the door, they were attracted by the fruit plate in An Qiao's hand. In front of An Qiao, there was a transparent bowl with a lot of crushed ice in it. The crushed ice was wrapped in layers of fruits. An Qiao was holding a small pot of unknown liquid and pouring it on the ice. The liquid quickly disappeared on the ice and melted into one.
Then, An Qiao took out a box of something that looked like sugar grains or some snacks and sprinkled it on the ice.
Gu Qingyun instantly felt like he was hit by something, water, ice. If the water was sprayed above the main street, the water contained a liquid that could make people faint, and smelling it for a long time would cause harm.
Children are light in weight and cannot digest too much fluid, so they are prone to fainting.
Adults are heavier and move faster, so they will just feel groggy.
When everyone is a little confused, adults and children can't tell whether they are holding each other's hands. The person taking the photo only needs to go forward, hold the child's hand, and lead him away from the crowd.
Wu Huan and Zhao Huaiqing also felt a lot more sober in an instant. The Eight Immortals Table was just like the bowl of fruit, with many things stacked up layer by layer, the purpose of which was to hide the mechanism. Now the people were gone, the disciples had all run away, and only the table and the silver and money were missing.
The Tianshi Cult must be trying to make a comeback and took away the table so that they can perform the Tongtian Rope again.
An Qiao looked at the people standing at the door in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Wu Huan was the first to react, "Young lady, what delicious food have you made? We are all stunned."
"Oh, this is fruit shaved ice. The fruits are piled on the ice layer by layer and then poured with some syrup. But it's autumn now, so it probably won't sell well. I just made it for myself." An Qiao said casually.
When Zhao Huaiqing heard that it was sweet, his eyes sparkled, "Young lady, can you give me some, or make me a bowl, please?"
The ones who give the money are all fathers, not to mention these uncles, who have never been stingy.
"Okay, I'll make you another bowl." Anyway, there were still a lot of fruits that had just been washed, so An Qiao asked them to sit down and see what they wanted to eat.
As soon as An Qiao left, the people from Dali Temple noticed that for some reason, a strange type of table had been placed in the Kyoto restaurant.
When An Qiao came back, Gu Qingyun asked, "Young lady, why is your table so strange? Why is there an empty space in the middle?"
An Qiao immediately walked up with a smile on her face, "This is the hot pot table. Winter is coming, and I thought many people would like to eat something hot."
"Hot pot?" Zhao Huaiqing's face was full of curiosity.
"Yes, just put all the dishes you want to eat in and cook them. There are many different bases." An Qiao said, and took out a package of bases wrapped in oil paper. "I have sold a lot of these bases in the grocery store. I used the bases in the dry pot I fried before, and many other dishes."
“Is it really that magical? And can it taste good if we cook it ourselves?” Zhao Huaiqing was a little worried.
"Of course you can. I just moved the table in. If you want to eat, you will be the first guests in Dayan Dynasty to enjoy hot pot." It was already evening when An Qiao came back from the manor. She originally thought about not changing the table today, but the notice was posted early in the morning, so she had to arrange to change the table.
When customizing these tables, An Qiao specifically instructed that a lid be made for the hollow hole in the middle. If people do not order hot pot on weekdays, they can just put the lid on. This will not affect the appearance and will not make people feel uncomfortable.
"Then let's give it a try?" Zhao Huaiqing asked the two people next to him tentatively.
Several people looked at each other and nodded.
Before, An Qiao took out a pot with a strange shape. Zhao Huaiqing couldn't eat spicy food, so An Qiao specially took out a shuangyan pot. In fact, she also made a mother-and-child pot and a nine-square grid pot.
But after much thought, I still think that the shabu-shabu pot is most suitable for three people.
After setting up the pot, An Qiao took out a kettle and added soup base into the pot. It was thick and white, and smelled like chicken soup and bone soup.
Take out two small cubes wrapped in oil paper and place one on each side.
Just light a fire underneath and you're done.
An Qiao took out a small menu with a variety of ingredients on it. "There are meats, vegetables, desserts, snacks, and drinks. Take a look at what you need and tick the box at the back for me."
Everyone was very curious and was able to experience some new ways of eating every time in a restaurant in Kyoto.
"Make a check, make a check, I want to eat tofu." Zhao Huaiqing pointed to the small square behind the tofu.
Gu Qingyun ticked the box and motioned to the two of them, "Anything else you want to eat?"
We could only pick and choose and only picked one or two dishes. Mainly because we didn’t know what they would taste like when cooked, no one dared to make a rash choice.
"You won't be able to eat enough this way, because hotpot is about a rich variety of dishes, each dish is smaller in portion and cheaper in price. You have to choose five or six ingredients and three or four meat dishes." An Qiao guessed based on the appetite of the previous few people. An Qiao always had big eyes but a small stomach, so every time she ordered too many dishes when eating hotpot, she couldn't finish them, so she specially made half portions.
If it’s not enough, you can order more, but if you can’t finish it, it will be wasted.
Several people looked at each other again, "What is the difference between this soft tofu and old tofu?"
"Tender tofu has a smoother texture, while old tofu absorbs the soup more and has a mellower flavor." An Qiao replied.
"Then what's the difference between this tender beef, spicy beef, and beef strips." Gu Qingyun pointed upwards again.
"The beef is cut very thinly and only needs to be cooked for a few breaths. The spicy beef is marinated and has a stronger flavor. The beef strips are in strip shape and cut thicker. They need to be cooked for a while longer, but they are chewy." An Qiao introduced further.
After a few careful selections, they finally finished ordering the dishes.
The hot pot had already boiled and began to emit a rich aroma. None of the people had eaten dinner yet and were now starving.
An Qiao returned to the kitchen, quickly prepared the dishes ordered by several people and brought them up.
"Just add whatever you want to eat to the pot, and you can eat it after it's cooked. The tripe and duck intestines you ordered only need to be put into the pot for six breaths. These beef cubes need to be cooked a little longer so that they can absorb the flavor. You can eat the vegetables after they change color."
A few people nodded in confusion. Who cares? It smells so good. Just cook it first and you’ll get the hang of it as you eat it.
Several people took a small dish and poured food into the pot. An Qiao also brought them dipping saucers.
Each person gets a saucer, a traditional dip dish, and a peanut butter dish.
Today is the first day of selling hotpot, so there is some busy preparation. We will officially start selling hotpot tomorrow, and everyone can make their own dipping sauce.