After unlocking the material space, I raised my younger siblings in a farmhouse.

Chapter 146 Eating hot pot



Chapter 146 Eating hot pot

Looking at Lin Chuyi's confident face, Qian Lai couldn't help but feel curious.

"How does the girl want to solve these problems?"

Lin Chuyi smiled at Qian Laiye and said, "Keep it secret for now. It will take some time to build a logistics station from scratch and then cover the entire Lanzhou. When the day comes to expand to other provincial capitals, I should be almost ready. By then, you will naturally know my plan."

Seeing that Lin Chuyi refused to speak, Qian Laiye stopped forcing her.

"Since you don't want to talk, I won't ask. I'm still not optimistic about the development prospects of logistics stations, but I understand your choice. You just need to tell me what to do next, and I will fully cooperate."

"Okay, same as before. I need the specific dimensions and rough structural drawings of these three stores. Draw the decoration drawings of these stores first. You are in charge of the actual operation and staffing. I am not worried. What I am thinking about is what kind of marketing plan we should use for this store opening. I have an idea for this..."

Qian Lai did not return to the classroom to check the learning progress of the thirty-odd students as he had said before. Instead, he discussed the follow-up issues of the four stores with Lin Chuyi for an entire afternoon.

As the sky gradually darkened, Lin Chuyi's stomach began to growl. She glanced out the window. She was so engrossed in the conversation that she almost missed dinner.

Lin Chuyi didn't have the habit of letting her stomach suffer, so she started to clean up the various documents piled on the table.

Qian Laiye was still a little reluctant to leave, and was puzzled when he saw Lin Chuyi had already started packing up.

"Girl, we haven't finished discussing this yet, why are we putting it away now?"

"It's time for dinner, aren't you hungry?" Lin Chuyi asked back.

Qian Lai was also stunned. When Lin Chuyi mentioned this, he remembered that it was already late. As soon as he shifted his attention from the business, he found that his stomach was a little uncomfortable due to hunger.

He rubbed his stomach sheepishly, "I am indeed a little hungry, what do you want to eat, girl?"

Lin Chuyi thought for a moment and said, "How about we eat hot pot? As the steward, you can try our "Yipin Hot Pot" first."

Qian Lai also readily agreed: "Okay, I'll have someone prepare whatever you need for hot pot."

Lin Chuyi answered the question irrelevantly: "Where do you usually go to eat?"

“Usually we eat at restaurants or hotels.”

"Then don't bother others. There are no hot pot pots in the kitchen. It's hard to explain the use of fresh ingredients. I have all the ingredients and tools in my space. Now I just need a suitable place to eat. See if there is any room in the house that is safer."

"Why don't you go to my room? It's big and we don't have to worry about anyone breaking in." Qian Lai also suggested.

"Hotpot has a strong smell, be careful about the remaining smell." Lin Chuyi reminded.

Qian Lai was also cheerful, "It's okay, I'll just ventilate it later."

"That's fine, since you have no objection, then it's settled."

Both of them were decisive people, so after deciding to go to Qian Laiye's room, they set off immediately.

Soon, the two of them appeared in Qian Laiye's room together.

Qian Lai also came to the round table and took away the tea set on the table. Lin Chuyi, like a magician, produced a double-flavored pot, an alcohol stove, an iron rack, a colander, bowls and chopsticks and other tools out of thin air, and placed them on the round table one by one. Then he produced plates of processed hot pot ingredients, filling the large round table.

Lin Chuyi hesitated for several seconds when choosing the soup base, and finally gave the choice to Qian Laiye. She laid out several different hot pot bases one by one.

"Mr. Qian, I have six flavors of hot pot bases here: clear soup pot, beef oil pot, spicy pot, tomato pot, mushroom soup pot, and three-fresh pot. This shuangyang pot can cook two flavors of hot pot at a time. Which one do you want to eat?"

Qian Lai also looked at the seasoning packets and quickly made his choice: "I want tomato and spicy. I want to try what the dish tastes like with chili peppers."

"Row."

Lin Chuyi agreed and started to put the tomato and spicy hot pot bases into the two sides of the double-flavored pot in turn. While Qian Laiye was lighting the alcohol stove, she poured an appropriate amount of water into both sides of the pot.

When the pot was placed on the iron rack and started to bubble under the action of the alcohol stove, Lin Chuyi conjured up a dipping sauce rack.

The shelf is made of wood and is shaped like a long elevated table. There are many neatly arranged and uniformly sized round holes on the top wooden board of the shelf.

A cylindrical container is placed tightly in each hole. Each container is filled with seasonings, and the seasonings in each tube are different. In order to distinguish these seasonings, a small tag with the name of the seasoning is hung on the seasoning tube.

The middle of the shelf is hollow, with a wooden board placed horizontally ten centimeters from the bottom, and the board is filled with neatly arranged small bowls.

Lin Chuyi picked up a small bowl on the top and looked at Qian Laiye.

"Old Qian, this is the dipping sauce rack I told you about earlier. I bought it directly from the system mall. I will also have it on the Yipin Hotpot in the future. I will also have a board on it. I will write a few universal dipping sauce recipes later and you can have someone post them up to prevent the dipping sauce from being poorly prepared and affecting the customers' perception of the hotpot taste."

"Okay, I remember."

Lin Chuyi said "hmm" and started to prepare the dipping sauce, and Qian Lai followed closely behind.

He can't cook and is not familiar with many of the dipping sauces. In order to avoid making a mistake, he simply followed Lin Chuyi's example and made the same dipping sauce as Lin Chuyi.

When the two of them returned to the round table with the dipping sauce they had prepared and sat down, the water in the double-flavored pot had already begun to boil. Lin Chuyi put the meatballs into the pot while giving Qian Laiye an introduction to the ingredients.

It was Qian Lai’s first time to eat hotpot, and also his first time to see these processed ingredients in real life. He was full of expectations for the taste of these new ingredients.

When the water in the pot started to boil again, Lin Chuyi signaled to Qian Laiye that the food in the pot could be eaten.

Qian Lai couldn't wait to scoop a beef ball from the spicy hot pot with a colander and pour it into the dipping sauce bowl he had prepared. He stirred the beef ball with chopsticks, picked it up and blew on it several times, then put it to his mouth and took a bite.

The moment the beef balls entered his mouth, Qian Laiye's eyes were filled with tears. He was not crying because they were so delicious, but because these beef balls were so spicy!

The bitten part of the beef ball kept circulating in Qian Laiye's mouth. Even though the spiciness made him cry, Qian Laiye was reluctant to spit it out.


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