Chapter 204 Hot Pot
Murong Xue: "It's almost like shabu-shabu mutton."
Xue Fengying suddenly realized: "Is it the hot pot that people eat on the grassland in winter?"
Murong Xue: “…” She really couldn’t describe it, because she had only seen it in a short video and had never eaten it.
"It's just freezing the mutton, then cutting it into thin slices with a machine, and then eating it in a pot.
Well, add some seasonings, various vegetables, soy products, and other things.
In short, just eat whatever you want.
Oh, and there are also beef tripe, tripe, various seafood and so on."
Fu Yunlong listened to her description and said, "It seems that this hot pot is not available in the capital. It sounds like this hot pot is very suitable for winter."
The others nodded in agreement.
Murong Xue shook her head: "Hotpot can be eaten all year round. It is more economical than stir-frying. How about we eat it tonight?"
Long Zhan looked at her eagerly wanting to eat: "Do you want to eat?"
Murong Xue nodded: "It's okay if there's no mutton, but beef. I can try to make the dipping sauce."
Long Zhan felt amused when he saw her drooling expression: "What do you need? I'll get it for you." His words were full of pampering.
Murong Xue drank a cup of tea and pondered for a while: "Salt, sugar, soy sauce, sesame paste, fermented bean curd, chives, chili powder..." Murong Xue listed a lot of seasonings in a row.
Huo Jingting heard her say so much, almost all of which were available in a large kitchen: "Xue girl, are you sure this pile of food is edible?"
Murong Xue said uncertainly: "Is it possible? I'll try to debug it first."
After she finished speaking, Long Zhan stood up and went into the kitchen. After a while, he brought everything she wanted to the coffee table: "Anything else?"
Murong Xue was overwhelmed by the pile of things, but she had already said it, so she could only bite the bullet and go ahead: "Give me a small basin, chopsticks, and water."
Xue Fengying knew that she couldn't cook, and she also heard the reason given by her youngest son. But she didn't think it was a big deal, as there was no perfect person in the world: "I'll help you."
Murong Xue looked at Mother Long gratefully and said, "You can have this."
……
When Zheng Shuang walked in with the medicine, she saw Murong Xue and Mother Long busying themselves in front of the coffee table with their heads down.
The others were also looking at them intently, their expressions changing like a palette.
Murong Xue knew Zheng Shuang was here when she smelled the medicine. She didn't even raise her head and said, "Zheng Shuang, put the two medicines together and rub them into one color. Then you can roll them into balls, just like before."
Zheng Shuang: "Okay, what are you doing now?"
Murong Xue: "I'm mixing the seasoning, go and call Brother Li to help you."
Zheng Shuang walked closer and looked at Murong Xue's serious expression, but did not interrupt: "Okay."
……
Hua Jinlong walked up to Zheng Shuang and watched her prepare the medicine. He curiously pinched a little from the two pills and put them in his mouth to taste them. It was bitter and he couldn't taste any difference, let alone what kind of medicine it was.
This made him curious, so he stood by and watched the two of them operate.
Zheng Shuang called Li Xiangdong over and ignored Hua Jinlong, and the two began to work in their dedicated area.
Hua Jinlong saw Li Xiangdong open the cabinet door and take out a glass jar filled with light yellow powder. Li Xiangdong poured it directly onto the chopping board.
Li Xiangdong glanced at Hua Jinlong, who was looking at them with his ever-changing eyes, and jokingly asked, "Stealing skills?"
Hua Jinlong ignored him, stepped forward, pinched a little powder, put it under his nose, sniffed it, and licked it with his tongue: "Is this flour? But that's not right."
Zheng Shuang was amused by his series of actions: "This is flour, but it is flour that Xue fried herself, hehe."
"Girl, how could I not taste fried flour? This is obviously not it," Hua Jinlong said with some displeasure, thinking that Zheng Shuang was deceiving him.
After that, he picked up a little powder and put it in his hand to look at it carefully, smell it, and taste it. He really couldn't taste it.
Seeing his stubbornness and persistence, Li Xiangdong said, "It was really flour. We saw it with our own eyes. I watched Xue fry it with my own eyes. It was the big pot in the pharmacy. I lit the fire myself."
Seeing that what he said did not seem to be a lie, Hua Jinlong picked up some more and tasted it carefully, but still did not taste any flour.
Then Li Xiangdong kneaded the flour into the medicine, just like kneading dough, and then he tore the medicine ball into a rectangle with his hands.
Zheng Shuang took out a jar of honey, opened the jar and poured it on the dough. Li Xiangdong sprinkled a layer of flour on it and continued kneading it, and then tore it apart after kneading for a while.
Zheng Shuang poured honey again, and Li Xiangdong continued to sprinkle flour. This process was repeated several times. The black medicine ball magically turned brown and shiny in Li Xiangdong's hands.
After that, he watched Li Xiangdong and Zheng Shuang grab a piece and start rolling it into strips, then cut it into pieces, and then knead it into pills slightly larger than soybeans.
"This..." Hua Jinlong was now confused and his heart was filled with turmoil.
I pinched a little more medicine with my hands and put it in my mouth. The bitterness was much less. This... a strong ginseng taste. This...
When Zheng Shuang and Li Xiangdong were halfway through kneading, Zheng Shuang changed the tools. She took out the paper specially used to wrap pills and wrapped the pills one by one. Then she put them into small bottles and sealed them.
Hua Jinlong was shocked by their skilled operation: "You two work in perfect harmony." His tone was a little sour.
Li Xiangdong laughed: "It wasn't working when we started, the pills weren't kneaded properly and the colors were all different.
The pills are either too big or too small, and sometimes the medicine is not kneaded evenly, with either lumps of medicine or lumps of dough."
Zheng Shuang followed up: "Yes, Xiaoxue taught me all this. When we started, we kneaded several bowls of noodles a day."
Li Xiangdong wanted to laugh when he thought of that scene: "During that period, the guards of Yulong Villa ate and took things.
Finally, they had no other choice, so Aunt Lu and Aunt Chen steamed and dried the buns and made soybean paste. "
Hua Jinlong listened to their conversation, feeling both shocked and impressed: "This is also a skill. You know the workers in my pharmaceutical factory who make pills. It takes them three to five years to master this skill."
After hearing what he said, Zheng Shuang also remembered the scene she saw when she followed the group to Huasheng Chinese Medicine Factory that year: "That's true."