Pokémon Farm

Chapter 223 The delicacies of China should be found all over the world.

Huang Shih-hu, Matsushita Ki, and Matsushita Kudo were all wide-eyed with shock.

They never imagined that an elf could master slicing techniques to such an extraordinary degree.

Although the three of them were correct in wanting to train their double-bladed arms, as Xuan Mingtian had mentioned about the flying mantis.

But something just doesn't feel quite right...

And then there's the little wind chime named Little Cutie, who uses her telekinesis to manipulate the water flow, washing it back and forth over the tripe.

In no time, what looked a little dirty became perfectly clean.

This gave them the impression that Xuan Mingtian and his friends' spirits were only acting this way because they wanted to eat.

As time passed little by little...

The preparations for the hot pot were complete, with two round tables each set with a separate yin-yang pot, and various prepared ingredients laid out on top.

There was tripe that Xuan Mingtian had taken with him, as well as fish slices, beef slices, mutton slices, snowflake beef slices, fish balls, meatballs, squid balls, mushrooms, vegetables and fruits, etc.

Of course, we can't forget our various beverages, which are made up of combinations of tree fruits, single tree fruits, or supermarket drinks.

Supermarket drinks, of course, refer to things like cola, rabies, and iced green tea. Do you really think these things don't exist in the fairy world? No, no, no~

There are two tables, one for adults and one for children.

And the most important one is our Xuan Mingtian. Without a doubt, he can only sit at the children's table. Don't ask why; the excuse is that he's there to take care of Xiao Qingmei and the others.

When they sat down to eat and get ready to start, the first thing Xuan Mingtian did was to lead the way by raising his glass in celebration: "Everyone, it's a rare treat to get together this weekend, and we've also made three new friends. Let's raise a glass together!"

"Happy~"

"Welcome~"

Have a great weekend!

……

As soon as Xuan Mingtian finished speaking, everyone at both tables raised their glasses and offered various toasts.

This habit was something Xuan Mingtian introduced to everyone.

At first, everyone felt a little awkward doing it. But gradually, this custom of raising a glass before meals not only strengthened their relationships but also brought their small team together.

Therefore, whenever their families gather together for a meal, they always raise their glasses.

At this moment, Matsushita and his two companions didn't quite understand this behavior. But they still followed along. Gradually, they found that although it was a little awkward at first, after saying their blessings, they felt as if they had become closer to each other.

But no matter what, the first thing to do now is definitely to make fun of them.

"Come, come, Brother Song and Brother Huang, let me teach you how to cook tripe. The key to cooking tripe is to dip it seven times and eight times."

After speaking to the three of them, Xuan Mingtian took the tripe and demonstrated how to make it.

However, Matsushita Ki and Matsushita Kudo harbored a slight sense of resistance.

On the other hand, Huang Shih-hu seemed eager to try, but still asked in confusion, "Brother Xuan, what is this 'seven up, eight down'?"

"Hehe, here's a trick for cooking tripe. First, hold the tripe in your hand and dip it up and down in the pot about seven or eight times. If that doesn't work, dip it up and down for about 12 to 15 seconds."

This skill was practically etched into Xuan Mingtian's soul, given his past life as a Chinese.

However, for the people of the elf world, this was simply unheard of.

After receiving guidance from Xuan Mingtian, Huang Shih-hu eagerly picked up a piece of tripe and placed it in the hot pot. He imitated Xuan Mingtian's movements, dipping it in and out of the pot repeatedly, silently counting down the time.

A dozen seconds passed quickly, and Huang Shih-hu put the tripe, which had already been dipped in sauce, into his mouth.

In an instant, his taste buds exploded with pleasure. It gave him the feeling of being enveloped in the comfort of a prairie by nature in springtime.

"Hmm~"

Even more outrageous, this first taste of the flavor caused him to groan aloud.

"Brother Xuan, this is so delicious. The tripe with a little bit of broth clinging to it, dipped in your favorite sauce, is crisp and chewy but not tough. It instantly ignites my taste buds. This is one of the best foods I've ever eaten."

After tasting it, Huang Shih-hu gave it the highest praise. Although he wasn't a gourmet, that didn't stop him from offering his honest opinion on the food.

"Haha, I wasn't kidding you. Xiaogang, Binzi, and Qianqian were a little hesitant before they even started eating, but after they tried it, they couldn't stop. Beef tripe is a must-have for every hot pot meal. And you two Song brothers, don't be hesitant. For the first bite, imagine it's a piece of beef."

"Brother Xuan is right, Amu and Little Belt. Don't be put off by the mention of beef tripe. Give it a try, I guarantee you'll want more."

Although the two still harbored some resistance, since their friend Xuan and his good friend had said so, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and try the first bite.

Another ten seconds or so passed, and the two brothers, each holding a piece of tripe that had been cooked and dipped in sauce, looked at each other as if they were making a resolute decision to part ways forever, and then stuffed it into their mouths.

The initial taste of the sauce with a little bit of broth was not bad.

The first bite was "chewy and crisp," that was the first impression. Then the flavor of the tripe mixed with the broth and sauce, instantly igniting their taste buds.

The more they chewed, the wider their eyes widened. You really don't know until you try it; once you try it, you'll instantly fall in love with the taste.

After swallowing, the two exclaimed in unison, "It's so delicious! It's an absolute delicacy. I never imagined that such a small and unassuming beef omasum could conquer our taste buds. We really underestimated it."

"Haha, so there are still many delicious foods in the world waiting for us to discover."

As Xuan Mingtian said this, he was thinking to himself, "Of course I won't tell you that the Chinese recipes that have been around for thousands of years are not that simple."

She felt even more fortunate that she had been born in China in her previous life, rather than in Europe or some other country. Otherwise, the lack of food alone would have severely limited her new life.

At the same time, the idea of ​​promoting flower cultivation and delicious food immediately filled my mind.

……

Time passed amidst laughter and slurping sounds. (Don't ask what 'slurping' means; if you really want to know, it just means the hot pot food is a little too hot.)

The dinner party drew to a close in the blink of an eye, and everyone present was rubbing their stomachs, drinking homemade plum juice to aid digestion.

"Bang~"

Suddenly, a sonic boom erupted inside the house, blasting the entrance to Xiaogang's house and half of the living room to smithereens.

Fortunately, the sound of the explosion did not reach the ears of the crowd.