Weak and helpless, but able to eat.

Linlang's face tends to gain weight in winter, and all her flesh grows upward.

Qiu Bai's lover has a beauty in his eyes, so he doesn't think there's anything wrong and still likes to feed him quietly.

Together with her good brother He Chu, whom she had just a while ago, her weight gain was fierce, and she gained weight faster than in any previous year.

"Eat less recently, so as not to catch you by mistake when the New Year pig is slaughtered at the end of the year." Fan Dianshan sounded like a child.

Linlang's mouth twitched.

"Pot, what does that look like? Is it soup?" Deputy Tang Shang, who was still the most serious person, finally brought the topic back on track.

"It's a bit like a hot pot. You can throw in various ingredients and eat it." Linlang tried her best to describe it.

Daqi only has a prototype of modern hot pot, and it has not yet become popular.

But what could be happier than having a warm hot pot at a winter gathering?

Linlang tightened her clothes and lowered her head subconsciously.

Fragrant big steamed buns!

She really didn't have enough to eat. From now on, she gets hungry and sleepy every winter, just like a small animal that needs to hibernate.

"Of course." Linlang could only drink the remaining half bowl of porridge honestly, "It's called Bo Xia Gong."

At that time, she had no money and did not go to the hospital for a check-up, but what was even more outrageous was that she had the same old problem after time travel, and her physique seemed to have been copied and pasted.

Linlang put both hands on the corners of the table and nodded with her eyes wide open.

"Harm, feed her, Vice Shang." Fan Dianshan's heart softened and he was successfully defeated.

Tang Shang's face was darker than the bottom of the pot.

"I will definitely do it well!" Linlang expressed her stance quickly, all she could see was the plate of steamed buns.

"No, when the time comes, we just need to arrange the ingredients in a more attractive way, and dishes like this that require hands-on work will keep the adults busy with their hands and mouths, and have no time to think about things."

There isn’t much in one plate, and the presentation is high and ceremonial, which just meets the requirements of using less ingredients and being high-quality.

"Seventy pieces!" Mu Linghua took a breath and couldn't help but widen her eyes, "There are seventy pieces in one piece, so you can't crush them to death by yourself!"

"There is still a difference." Linlang started to nibble on the third steamed bun, "The one with the sugar man is larger, and there is only one. But the Suzheng voice is more delicate, and there are a total of seventy pieces in one set."

"Things like five spice dishes, pepper and cypress wine, sticky cakes, glutinous rice cakes, and peach soup are necessary. Now that we have a pot as the main course, Linghua and I will use plum as the theme and arrange a few side dishes.

That's almost it." Fan Dianshan took out a small notebook and started filling in the information.

Unable to resist the temptation of food, Linlang tried her best to look as if nothing had happened. When she saw that the handover ceremony was about to be completed under the table, the cold chopsticks were pulled over again without mercy!

And this time, kill two birds with one stone!

"You two, don't think I didn't see it!" Deputy Tang Shang took back the chopsticks with his right hand and quickly scooped them up with his left hand.

Hotpot, absolutely!

"You can give it a try." Deputy Tang Shang had a longer view and understood the value of shutting up the mouths of those courtiers and allowing them to have a meal in peace.

"This is a very good name." The tone instantly went up.

"Are you hungry at Shangshi Bureau?"

"Then what are you going to make? Chickens and ducks? They are just for showcasing the food." In the past, these were mostly the noodles. No wonder Fan Dianshan didn't take her words seriously at first.

Then his eyes shined——

Linlang looked up from the plate and said vaguely, "Here, I can make some noodles!"

Her stomach is now a bottomless pit, and she starts to feel sleepy if she doesn't eat.

However, she has never opened her mouth to speak, and it is still the same now.

"I'm serious!" Linlang reached out to take it and said, "The beautiful noodles are perfect for cooking."

The only hot pot she has eaten in a restaurant in modern times was the one that the couple invited, but she still remembers the process and atmosphere very clearly.

It's just that this year it's inexplicably more serious, like the floodgates have opened.

But she also checked her own pulse and was very sure that there was nothing wrong with her. Moreover, she remembered that the original owner had the same situation.

Instead of being delicate in the past, Linlang's solution was very crude.

The key point of Mu Ling Hua is that you only need to throw the ingredients into the pot. After all, most of the banquet dishes in the past were complicated and the process was troublesome.

"Oh, yes, I heard that you once pinched a big sugar man who made a show." Mu Linghua became a little excited when she mentioned this, "Is this pastry going to be like before?"

It's actually rabbit meat hot pot, but when she prepares it, the pork belly will be the main ingredient and rabbit meat will be the supplement. The bottom of the pot is also going to be replaced with large bones made of medicinal herbs.

Steamed bun!

"Don't eat a steamed bun without making noodles." Seeing how vigorously she was eating, Fan Dianshan was worried that she would choke to death, so he even ordered a bowl of porridge.

After all, what Murong Linshen wanted was this effect. Otherwise, this process every year in the past would have been a gathering of secret accusations against each other.

"Hurry up and make those pots after you're done, so you don't have to go back and say that I, the Shangshi Bureau, treated you badly and made you hungry."

I quickly stuffed the steamed bun and stood up to prepare the soup base.

Deputy Tang Shang also stood up.

Because of the pain in her hand, Mu Linghua's conditioned reflex let go of the fallen steamed bun and caught it firmly in her hand.

"So, you have to come together."

Unfortunately, there will be many disasters this year. You can imagine how much the emperor's ears will suffer.

Deputy Tang Shang expressed approval.

"Pinch someone." In the blink of an eye, Linlang had killed another one, clapped his hands and said, "The name of this dish is Su Zhan Yin Du."

"Let's move on and see how we will arrange the dishes." Deputy Tang Shang scored twice, bringing the subject back to the topic.

"The main courses, side dishes, and all the necessary ones are all there, but now we are still missing one to watch." Mu Linghua gestured with one hand on top, while the other moved quietly under the table.

"Then I'll leave this pot to you...does this dish have a name?" You can't just say "the pot is here" when the dish is being served.

"Here, why does this sound a bit crude?"

Deputy Tang Shang, who was forced to work as a laborer and died, immediately turned darker. But he still hated it and pushed the plate of steamed buns towards Linlang.

In an instant, the B cell disappeared.

"As the saying goes, a half-year-old boy can eat you to death, but at seventeen she is old enough to eat you to death. It's not surprising."

"We will help you prepare the ingredients. Is there anything you need to do with the ingredients?"

"Slice the meat thinly and marinate it with wine, sauce, pepper, etc. For the rest, just wash and cut it, and then think about how to arrange it so that it looks plentiful and beautiful."

After saying that, Linlang felt that she had the potential to be a profiteer. If this were the case in modern times, opening a hot pot restaurant would cost her at least a million.

"This is simpler than I thought."
Chapter completed!