Seven Beautiful Wives At The Beginning: Sorry, I Am Invincible

Soon, Mo Fei greeted everyone

"Okay, come in and eat."

Looking at the two steaming cauldrons, one was as red as water with several peppers floating on it, while the other was as light as water, but with a slightly salty and sweet smell wafting out.

Pointing to the hot pot in front of him, Mo Fei explained with a smile

"This is a hot pot. Just put all kinds of ingredients in and cook them, and then take them out and dip them in sauce."

"The clear water pot over there is for Cheng Cheng. She can't eat spicy food, so don't touch it. Alright, let's start cooking."

As he spoke, Mo Fei threw a few pieces of rice cakes in. Seeing this scene, Guan Qinger asked curiously with big eyes.

"Sanggong, what did you throw in? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Hearing this, Mo Fei took the uncooked rice cake next to it and explained

"This, this is called rice cake. It is made by mixing glutinous rice and rice according to the ratio, steaming it and adding some other things. It looks like this after it is mashed and extruded into bars and cooled."

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback, isn't this taking off their pants and farting? Since the glutinous rice and rice are already steamed, why wait for it to cool down before eating it? Why reheat it later to eat?

Seeing how everyone looked like this, Mo Fei also sighed, it was obviously very troublesome to explain with his mouth, only to see, Mo Fei picked up a piece of soft and rotten rice cake and put it in Guan Qing'er's bowl and said

"Try it, and you'll know why it's done like this."

Hearing this, everyone also turned their attention to the piece of milky white rice cake in Guan Qing'er's bowl curiously. Looking at the Q bomb rice cake, Guan Qing'er also opened her small mouth and took a light bite.

Satisfied, Guan Qing'er stretched out her little finger and pointed to the rice cakes in the pot to signal to her sisters to hurry up, Guan Hongyi naturally took the lead, picked up two pieces of rice cakes, dipped them in peanut butter, and put them in her mouth.

If Mo Fei hadn't mentioned the peculiar taste, they would have never guessed that it was made of rice. Seeing everyone eating seems to be very happy, Mo Fei also smiled and said

"Don't worry, good things are still to come..."

As he spoke, he opened the third pot again, only to see hot oil bubbling inside the pot. Throw the prepared chicken kebabs, pork kebabs, and potato kebabs into the pot. Mo Fei also threw a few slices of rice cakes in, and explained while frying repeatedly

"This is called fried skewers, which are deep-fried. The fried rice cakes are crispy on the outside and soft and tender inside, which is more delicious than boiled rice cakes."

Hearing this, Zhongmei stretched her neck and stared at Mo Fei and the fried skewers in his hand while eating rice cakes. Seeing this, Mo Fei couldn't help sighing, but fortunately, he learned a lot of strange cooking skills during his work-study program, otherwise he would not have seen the eye-catching scene in front of him.

After scooping up all the fried rice cakes with skewered meat, Mo Fei poured the sauce he bought online again.

He also just learned about the rules of food strengthening. Among the things he buys every day, there is only one thing that can strengthen the basalt zhenqi in his body. For this reason, he just gave Zhongmei a diluted soda in advance, so that the strengthening effect directly covered up Lose.

In this way, even if the purchased ingredients and dipping sauce are served, nothing will happen, put the fried skewers on the plate, Mo Fei said casually

"Okay, it's ready to eat, you choose what you like, and I will continue to fry it for you."

Seeing that everyone didn't move their chopsticks for a long time, Mo Fei had no choice but to demonstrate

"Pick up the end of the bamboo stick with your hand, then put it directly in your mouth and eat it with your hands."

Hearing this, Zhongmei also frowned, and Mo Fei, who sensed something was wrong, couldn't help asking

"Is there something wrong?"

It was Guan Qing'er who was the first to explain to him

"Master, this way of eating is very similar to the nomads in the north. They just don't use chopsticks to eat. We people in Daxia eat like this... isn't it a bit uncivilized?"

Sighing, Mo Fei shook his head and said

"I'm asking you to grab sticks, not to eat food. This way of eating is called skewering."

As he spoke, Mo Fei put a skewer of pork into his mouth, but tilted his head, pulling the skewer out of his hand, and he swallowed most of the pork. Then Mo Fei motioned

"Did you see? From the beginning to the end, the hands will not touch the food. The difference between this and using chopsticks is that there are two chopsticks and only one bamboo stick."

Seeing this, everyone immediately accepted this way of eating, and the two little guys even put what they learned into practice, and directly grabbed four skewers with two little hands and started to bite. After taking a bite of fried rice cakes, the two little guys quickly raised up the fried skewers in their hands and said excitedly

"Sister, take a quick bite. Take a quick bite. This fried rice cake is delicious, fragrant and crispy."

Hearing this, everyone took a sip one after another, and instantly fell in love with the taste. While fried skewers and hot pot, Zhongmei didn't even know which one they should eat first.

After eating a meal for two and a half hours, Mo Fei could not help but smile wryly as he looked at the piles of sticks in the bucket beside him.

"Fortunately, I have traveled through time. If this is in modern times, let alone seven wives, I can't even afford to support one."

Seeing everyone's shiny faces, Mo Fei had no choice but to remind:

"Remember to wash your face and mouth, and go to bed early."

Seeing that Mo Fei was tidying up, Guan Qinger hurriedly asked for help.

"Sanggong, it's fine if I come, you should go to bed earlier."

Just as Guan Qing'er's voice was recorded, an arm appeared around her waist and hugged her away, Guan Hongyi didn't reply

"Just let him clean it up by himself. It won't take much time for a few pairs of chopsticks. You sleep with me honestly and help you adjust your breath, otherwise I may not be able to sleep at night."

Obviously, this was Guan Hongyi's retaliation for him feeding him chili peppers. Mo Fei, who wanted to take advantage of it to comfort himself, also heaved a long sigh, and returned to his study after finishing packing.

I don't know if it's because of changing to a new bed or because I didn't hug Guan Qing'er, it's a bit hard to sleep tonight.

When he woke up the next day, Guan Qinger and the others fried the peppers and put them aside to dry. Looking at the peppers that had shrunk by half after frying, Guan Qinger couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Sir, this chili has shrunk a lot after being fried, why should we fry it? Isn't it good to just leave it like that?"

I saw Mo Fei took a breath and explained

"Of course it's because it's easy to store. Not only that, the peppers can be stored for several years after they're cooked. The fried peppers taste even more fragrant. If they're not cooked, they will go bad in a few days."

With that said, Mo Fei picked up a chili and smelled it and said with satisfaction

"Very good, it's fine like this, well, don't let it dry out, bring the peppers and food and let's go to Dongshi."

"East City?"

Zhongmei was taken aback when she heard the words, what are you going to do in Dongshi?

Without explaining, Mo Fei led the crowd to Dongshi directly. Sure enough, there were people coming and going, but none of the nomads took a second look at the old trading market and didn't mind, Mo Fei said directly

"Set up the pot and light the fire. I'm going to have breakfast here today."

"here?"

Guan Qing'er's pretty brows were almost wrinkled into a line. One must know that this place is also next to the road, so what's the difference between eating here and those nomads?