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Chapter 273 Eating Hot Pot Again

The group walked slowly along the bluestone path and soon arrived at the gate of the east courtyard.

At this moment, bursts of fragrance wafted out of the house, making people salivate...

Even an old man like Yang Huaian, who no longer had much desire for food, felt anxious.

Following the servant's guidance, we came to the backyard, which was near the kitchen.

The scene before them shocked them even more.

There were several tables set up in the backyard like a banquet. Each table had a charcoal stove and a large pot on top of it. The heat was surging inside and the tempting aroma was overflowing, stirring everyone's taste buds.

Yang Feng couldn't help but swallow several times.

Zhu Qingqing stood in the middle of the yard, like a conductor, instructing the servants to place plates of carefully prepared dishes around the charcoal stove.

Yang Feng didn't expect that the hot pot side dishes were so rich and varied, like a grand carnival of ingredients.

At this time, Zhu Qingqing saw them and noticed the little old man standing side by side with her father. She thought that this must be the old man who was the head of the Yang family.

He quickly came forward and said, "Greetings, old master. Please take a seat."

Yang Huaian: "You must be Qingqing, don't call me Old Master. Your father and I are already brothers. Just call me Uncle Yang."

Zhu Qingqing glanced at her father beside her and thought to herself that it was done so quickly.

Father Zhu: "Qingqing, Brother Huai'an and I hit it off right away. From now on, you can respectfully call him Uncle Yang."

Zhu Qingqing readily said, "Hello, Uncle Yang."

"Good good."

At this time, Zhu Yingying also came with the old lady.

Mother Zhu also came with Wu Di.

Everyone greeted each other again.

Then Yang Huaian said, "We are all family from now on. My Yang family doesn't care about those empty words. I really like the hot pot banquet that Qingqing prepared. Let's sit down and eat as much as we can."

Zhu Qingqing: "I have prepared two flavors. The red pot for the men is here, and the mushroom soup pot for the women is here. Please take your seats."

So everyone took their seats and started enjoying the delicious meal.

Father Zhu and Yu Bo sat at the same table with Yang Huaian and Yang Feng, father and son.

Thanks to Bo for introducing how to eat hot pot.

Yang Huaian took a bite and said, "Brother, Qingqing is indeed very thoughtful. This spicy hot pot is a bit overbearing. I'm afraid the female relatives can't accept it, but I like it."

Father Zhu: "If Brother Huai'an likes it, please eat more."

Yang Feng, who was standing aside, had already been eating voraciously.

Fresh, tender beef rolls, lamb slices, and rich pork belly, each with a marble-like texture and a rich, meaty aroma. A brief dip in the sizzling hot pot imbues them with an alluring hue, leaving them smooth and chewy, their meaty aroma instantly gracing your tongue.

The crispy and tender tripe, with its densely packed surface of tiny spines, highlights its unique character. Cooked in a "seven ups and eight downs" style, the tripe absorbs the spicy broth, creating a delicious crunch and a delightful texture.

Juicy vegetables are indispensable. The green spinach, with soft leaves, is blanched in the pot and quickly absorbs the flavor of the soup, making it refreshing and refreshing. And the plump white lotus root slices,

The plump meatballs dance joyfully in the pot, springing to life once cooked. When you bite into them, you'll find the meat filling is firm and fragrant. The potato slices are evenly sliced, cooked until translucent, soft and sweet. Every bite is a gift from nature. These rich side dishes intertwine and collide in the hot pot, creating a feast for the taste buds.