Life is a Game

"Jiang Feng, let's get a piece of yellow throat, the yellow throat cooked in this spicy pot is very delicious!"

"Jiang Feng, do you want to try this Chinese cabbage? It's super delicious after being cooked in a spicy pot!"

"Do you want the mutton roll?"

"Little brother, do you want Fat Chang?"

"Brother Feng, why don't you eat it? These quail eggs are delicious, especially those cooked in a spicy pot."

"Brother Feng..."

Jiang Feng had never experienced such a profound experience that being popular was actually a painful thing.

As the bowl in his hand became heavier and heavier, the originally clear soup became more and more red, and the tangy and thick unique spicy taste of butter hot pot began to linger in his nose for a long time. Jiang Feng felt that now he opened his mouth to smell hot pot, closed his mouth to smell hot pot, moved forward to smell hot pot, back tasted hot pot, his whole body was wrapped in the smell of Sichuan spicy hot pot, and the terrible things he experienced in his dream were about to come true.

"Okay, stop making a fuss, it's not like you don't know that Jiang Feng can't eat spicy food." Wu Minqi smiled helplessly, helping Jiang Feng out of the siege.

"Tsk tsk tsk." All the single dogs can only make single dog tsk sounds.

Jiang Shoucheng and Jiang Zaide each placed a new plate of beef and mutton into the pot. The mutton and beef were still tumbling in the pot. With a lonely mouth, Jiang Shoucheng stared at the mutton roll mixed with peppercorns in Jiang Feng's bowl.

"Little brother, this hot pot is indeed too spicy, come on, let me help you eat this mutton roll." Jiang Shoucheng looked hypocritically concerned.

Jiang Feng immediately thought of the piece of crispy apple that he hadn't eaten on the eve of the new year's Eve.

"No need, Brother Cheng, I can eat something spicy." With a serious face, Jiang Feng resolutely picked up the mutton roll in the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth.

Hiss, it's really spicy.

Jiang Feng originally wanted to chew a few bites and swallow it quickly, but accidentally crushed the peppercorns.

The prickly ash shards scattered in the mouth, and the numbing feeling extended from the tip of the tongue to the root of the tongue, and the whole mouth was wrapped in a wonderful numb and spicy feeling.

As we all know, spicy is pain, and capsaicin can stimulate cells in the brain to form a feeling similar to burning. Most people who eat chili are in pain and happiness, but it's a pity that Jiang Feng only feels pain, not happiness.

In the next second, Jiang Feng's tears came out.

"What's wrong with you, little brother?" Jiang Shoucheng was shocked, why he was crying while eating.

"It's nothing, it's just that this mutton roll is really delicious. I've never eaten such a delicious mutton roll and I was a little touched for a while." Jiang Feng sniffed and forced a smile.

Jiang Shoucheng:? ? ?

My brother's level of lying is deteriorating day by day.

Looking at Jiang Feng's expression, Wu Minqi almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She turned around to find whole milk, and poured Jiang Feng a large glass of milk.

"Have a glass of milk, this is more spicy." Wu Minqi handed the milk to Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng took the glass and gulped down half of it.

After slowing down for a while, Jiang Feng drank the remaining half of the cup before he felt his mouth regain consciousness.

The rest of his life was nothing more than that. The mutton roll mixed with whole peppercorns was more lethal than the pickled peppers Jiang Feng had eaten before.

"Is your man so incapable of eating spicy food?" Ji Yue approached Wu Minqi and whispered.

"Fengfeng doesn't like spicy food very much. A little bit is fine. The hot pot base that Grandpa Jiang cooked is a bit too spicy." Wu Minqi said.

"It's a pity, he lost a lot of fun in his life." Ji Yue shook her head, quickly snatched a piece of mutton roll from the tumbling spicy pot, and ate the mutton while being sucked in by the heat.

Wu Minqi: ...

You don't seem to have the right to talk about Jiang Feng.

Ji Yue just had a mouthful of mutton roll, a mouthful of soy milk, a mouthful of Chinese cabbage, a mouthful of soy milk, a mouthful of enoki mushroom, and a mouthful of soy milk. While eating, Wu Minqi, who was sitting next to her, suddenly felt that she was a little different from before.

After taking it for so long, why did the lipstick not fade, but it seemed to have changed its color, from Armani 402 to a very dark bean paste color, and it seemed that it hadn't been applied well, and her mouth seemed swollen.

"You just touched up your makeup?" Wu Minqi asked.

"No, it will take a lot of money to make up any kind of makeup after eating hot pot." Ji Yue looked bewildered.

"That means your mouth has been turned into a sausage mouth." Wu Minqi smiled wryly.

Ji Yue: !!!∑(°Д°ノ)ノ

Ji Yue subconsciously covered her mouth, then took out her phone to look at it, and found that her mouth had indeed been turned into a sausage mouth, and she wished she could find a crack on the ground to get in.

Zhang Guanghang sitting opposite her must have seen her mouth turn into a sausage mouth.

Ji Yue's heart rang alarm bells, and she said, "I'm going to the bathroom." Then she slipped away.

Sitting on Wu Minqi's left, Jiang Feng was wandering between the spicy hot pot that looked terrible but tasted good, and the clear soup pot that he had eaten for more than ten years but suddenly disliked its tastelessness.

Ever since the taste of the mutton rolls cooked in the spicy pot dissipated in his mouth before, Jiang Feng actually missed the tingling feeling of being spicy, even eating something cooked in a clear soup pot with dipping sauces. It's tasteless.

Do you choose a spicy pot or a clear soup pot?

Jiang Feng felt that the hot pot was a devil, and he was stretching out his crimson evil hands to him, holding his heartstrings tightly, making him haunt his dreams after just one taste.

Jiang Feng turned his attention to the quail eggs that Sang Ming enthusiastically gave him before.

The quail eggs are the first to be put into the pot. After cooking in the pot for about ten minutes, the original white color can no longer be seen. The color of the marinated eggs boiled from the marinade.

It looks very delicious.

The quail eggs were not damaged and the insides should not be spicy. Jiang Feng comforted himself while stretching his chopsticks towards the quail eggs that had already cooled down in the bowl.

Ten minutes is enough to cook the quail eggs to taste, but because of the characteristics of the ingredients themselves, it is not easy to be contaminated with spicy flavor like beef and mutton rolls.

In the mouth, the quail eggs are already cold. If it is the heat that takes two puffs to eat when it is just taken out of the pot, it will taste more delicious.

Spicy but not strong, salty, fragrant and the taste of quail eggs themselves, which cannot be given by the clear soup pot, nor can the dipping sauce be given.

Jiang Feng felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.

How can there be such a delicious thing as spicy hot pot in the world?

What did he miss in the first 20 years of his life?

The combination of clear soup, mushroom soup, tomato, three delicacies, sauerkraut and bone soup can't compare to a spicy hot pot!

After eating the quail eggs, Jiang Feng stared at the cold Chinese cabbage in the bowl. Because it is already cold, even the oil has condensed on the vegetable leaves. It does not look as attractive as quail eggs. The vegetable leaves are soft after being boiled, and the texture is full of the color of red oil, which makes people feel spicy. , may be hotter than the first mutton roll.

Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment, but moved his chopsticks anyway.

Pick off the peppercorns on the top, pick up the Chinese cabbage leaves, and take a tentative bite.

"Hiss." Jiang Feng gasped. Chinese cabbage leaves are really much hotter than quail eggs, even hotter than the previous mutton rolls!

The feeling of being stabbed on the tip of the tongue was like a protest against Jiang Feng's death.

but……

Really delicious!

The cabbage leaves cooked in the spicy pot are really more delicious than those cooked in the clear soup pot!

After Jiang Feng finished eating all kinds of hot pot ingredients that others had given him in the bowl that had already cooled down, he finally turned his attention to the tumbling hot pot.

He saw a piece of well-cooked mutton, fat and lean, not too small, it must taste delicious.

Jiang Feng moved and held out his chopsticks.

Winning with one blow, he grabbed the piece of mutton into the bowl before Jiang Shoucheng's chopsticks.

Jiang Shoucheng:? ? ?

who? who is it? Who took away the mutton he was looking forward to!

Jiang Shoucheng turned his head angrily, and saw Jiang Feng smiling at him.

Jiang Shoucheng:? ? ?

"Little brother, don't you don't like spicy food?" Jiang Shoucheng asked in soul.

Since you made a mistake, quickly return the mutton I liked!

"I just found out that the hot pot is really delicious! I told you, Brother Cheng, that mutton roll is so delicious that I was moved to tears." Jiang Feng looked sincere, and quickly put the sandwich Take out the two prickly ash in the mutton roll and stuff the mutton roll into your mouth.

Hiss, so spicy.

But the lamb rolls just out of the pan are so delicious!

Jiang Shoucheng:? ? ?

Didn't the younger brother lie to me just now?