Qingge said he wanted to eat hot pot.

During lunch that day, the cold entrance of the cave actually smelled like a hot pot.

Hot and fragrant!

I didn’t expect that the hot pot made with stone pot had a unique flavor.

What's even more incredible is that Mu Yuan continued to polish the stone. The concave part in the middle can be used to make hot pot, and the flat part around can be used to make iron plate barbecue!

He didn't know what herbs to use for the hot pot soup base, but he actually made a little spicy taste.

Add a few pieces of wild wax honey, a little oil made from the meat of the sizzling bird, and the sea salt he brought when he went out.

The soup base suddenly smelled full of fragrance and was very pleasant.

He used flat stones around the stone pot tossed out two small tables, and several ingredients were placed on it.

After Qingge oral, he developed thin fish slices himself.

Cut the fish into pieces as thin as paper, put it in a stone pot and rinse it up immediately after three seconds. It is fresh and delicious.

He also picked a lot of wild vegetables, and thin slices of bitter winter bamboo shoots blanched in water. The mushrooms hidden under the trunks were cut into pieces of pheasant meat.

And the clams and clams dug out of the river.

Chu Qingge felt that even if he had hot pot at a hot pot restaurant in the 21st century, it was probably these ingredients.

Not to mention, the wild vegetables and game of this era are completely beyond the comparison of those cultivated food ingredients in the 21st century.

She actually had an unimaginable hotpot on such a winter day, on the day of escape!

Apart from Mu Yuan, who else can do this in this world?

"I actually..." She felt a little embarrassed, really embarrassed, "I didn't want you to make such a trouble."

That sentence I want to eat hot pot is really just a casual word.

In the middle of winter, who doesn’t want to eat hot pot?

It was really hard to eat from the bottom of my heart. But after saying that, in order to recover from her injuries, she went back to the cave to sleep and did not take this matter to heart.

Unexpectedly, after a sleep, I was awakened by the fragrance of the hot pot soup base. When I woke up, I saw that there was really a big meal waiting for her.

"What are you doing with your boots?" She glanced at Mu Yuan who was sitting beside her.

He just wet his shoes and socks in order to dig clams in the river, but his shoes and socks are still hanging.

It's winter, he's barefoot, so cold!

But Mu Yuan didn't take it seriously at all and said with a smile: "It'll be fine in a while. Eat it soon. The chicken is about to cook. How about the taste?"

It was the first time he cooked this way, just before she fell asleep, she talked about her previous situation of "eating hot pot".

What kind of fish is cut into very thin slices, cut the chicken into pieces, put it in a pot and eat it while cooking.

There are also many fresh vegetables, which are boiled in the pot and eaten while cooking.

This is all his understanding of hot pot, and the ingredients prepared based on this understanding.

But it seems that she is quite satisfied.

As long as the princess is satisfied, he will be happy and stay by the princess's side. This is happiness and happiness.

Qingge picked up a piece of chicken and put it in a bowl. After it was cooled a little, it immediately threw it into the mouth.

The smell moved her so much that she almost burst into tears.

It really tastes like hot pot.

Why is her Mu Yuan so magical?

"What are you doing?" Eat several pieces of chicken in one breath. When he saw that Mu Yuan was barbecuing the stone beside him!

"There is no bison on this mountain. I caught a little wild boar. The princess will take the opportunity to eat the roasted wild boar first."

Mu Yuan took the chopsticks made of branches and flipped the thinly cut wild boar meat on the scorching stones.
Chapter completed!