Traveling through shopping malls, making a fortune by selling instant noodles

Lin Yutang first put some meat slices into the three soup bases. The meat slices are easy to cook, so let everyone eat them first.

"Oh, here are some disposable aprons. Would you like to wear them? It's easy to get oil dripping all over your body when you eat hot pot later."

Lin Yutang suggested as she took out five disposable aprons from a bag beside her.

When Empress Dowager Rong and the other two heard that hot pot would drip onto their new clothes?! They immediately grabbed their slightly ugly aprons and put them on. Never mind, since we were all going to be ugly together!

By the time she put on her apron, the meat slices in the pot had curled up and changed color, so Lin Yutang quickly reminded everyone that they could take them out and eat them.

Several people who couldn't wait any longer reached for their favorite pots.

Queen Mother Rong felt that the delicious mushroom hotpot would definitely not go wrong, so she tried some first and then tried other flavors later.

When the queen heard Lin Yutang say that the tomato hotpot was sour and mentioned that it could beautify the skin, she became interested and chose the tomato soup base as her first bite.

Emperor Huaiwen, on the other hand, believed that if he was going to eat something spicy, it would be more satisfying!

As if they had rehearsed a unified movement, several people reached into the hot pot with chopsticks, picked up the curled meat rolls, rolled them in the secret dipping sauce, blew on them, and finally put them into their mouths together.

The different flavors of soup and tender meat slices collide on the tip of your tongue, and the strong taste makes you intoxicated and unable to extricate yourself!

"Xiaotang! This hot pot is so delicious!"

Empress Dowager Rong's voice was a little agitated. The slices of meat looked ordinary, just a little thinner than usual. Just dipped into a mushroom soup and dunked in some sauce, how could it be so delicious that it made you want to cry?!

"Queen Mother, if you like, you can go to Qingfeng Town for a few days. There are so many delicious foods there."

Lin Yutang put another large amount of meat slices into the pot. Sure enough, no one could resist the temptation of hot pot!

"Good good!"

Empress Dowager Rong was thinking about when to leave the palace and stay with her youngest son for some time.

Emperor Huaiwen was a little bit spicy when he took his first bite of the hot pot, so he took a sip of the glass of lemonade in front of him, took a big gulp, and the sourness made him shudder.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao Jingnian had a wicked smile on his face and asked the question even though he knew the answer.

The Empress Dowager and the Queen chose pearl milk tea, and Qiao Jingnian strongly recommended his favorite lemonade to Emperor Huaiwen. Hehe, the emperor usually can't eat sour food, so he teased him.

Emperor Huaiwen saw that the boy was playing tricks, but when he savored it, he seemed to like the lemonade very much. It was sour, sweet and refreshing, and it was very suitable to be eaten with spicy hot pot.

Oh? My brother has fallen in love with lemonade?

Qiao Jingnian watched his brother take another sip without changing his expression, and felt that the taste was still very delicious.

"This lemonade is refreshing and relieves the spiciness. It's really good!"

Emperor Huaiwen commented seriously.

"is it?

Jing'er, give me another glass of lemonade!"

Empress Dowager Rong’s main goal is to never miss out on any delicious food.

Qiao Jingnian took another disposable paper cup and turned on the lemonade tap. The lemonade in the bucket flowed out quickly and soon half of the cup was filled. Qiao Jingnian turned the tap back on and the lemonade stopped flowing.

“This little bucket is amazing!”

Emperor Huaiwen praised, isn't this much more convenient than a plug?

"Then I'll leave these two barrels for you. We don't plan on taking them back anyway."

As Qiao Jingnian spoke, he handed the lemonade to his mother. Empress Dowager Rong took a sip and immediately squinted her eyes because of the sour taste.

"I don't want to drink the sour ones anymore because they make my teeth ache. I still prefer the sweet and creamy pearl milk tea."

Empress Dowager Rong took a sip and handed the rest to Emperor Huaiwen, who happily took it and had another cup.

Crispy and tender duck intestines, chewy shrimp balls, fresh fish fillets, meaty luncheon meat, salty and sweet sausages, and even the various vegetarian dishes that you usually think are ordinary or even not very interesting, all become different after being cooked in hot pot.

Especially the tofu-like ingredients that absorb the soup, Emperor Huaiwen and his companions really put down their chopsticks and applauded. What is the saying "don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping"? It doesn't count in front of hot pot!

What surprised them most were the fish roe and rice cake lucky bags. The small golden ones were tied tightly like bulging little bags, with the Chinese characters "Fu" and "Nian" written on them, meaning "blessed every year"! How festive!

Take a bite of the lucky bag with great meaning, and you will find that the food inside is either delicious and crispy, or sticky and stretchy, which makes everyone feel very happy.

"This hot pot meal is probably the most comfortable, enjoyable, and delicious meal I have ever had in my life."

Emperor Huaiwen sighed, the Empress nodded in agreement, and Empress Dowager Rong also expressed her support by taking a big gulp of pearl milk tea.

Qiao Jingnian wiped his mouth. Why did he always feel so pitiful about his brother the last few times they met? Now, even a simple hot pot meal seemed like the most delicious one. Was he so easily satisfied?

Hmm... Or maybe I'm just living too well and being too happy?

Qiao Jingnian looked at Lin Yutang beside him. Well, it was because of Tangtang that he could be so happy and would not become a poor little thing who could be bought off by a hot pot.

Emperor Huaiwen: Bribed by a hot pot meal... Poor little thing?

Brother, isn't that a bit rude?