The sturdy little lady falling from the sky

Chapter 769 787 Hot Pot
Cheng Daye still looked at Yun Yanran with that cold gaze, and stopped talking, watching Yun Yanran feel guilty in his heart, not daring to argue.

"Okay, Daye, I was wrong, I promise, there will be no next time."

Yun Yanran had no choice but to be cute as a guarantee, and Cheng Daye's stern face eased down.

Standing up, hugging Yun Yanran, quietly hugging her, motionless.

until,

"Daye, I'm hungry."

"Well, then what do you want to eat, I'll let them sit down."

"Yeah~ hot pot is the best match in winter."

Yun Yanran sniffed and wiped her saliva.

"Hot pot? What is that?"

Cheng Daye frowned.

"Is there no hot pot here?"

"No."

Cheng Daye shook his head.

"Oh, look at me, I forgot such an important thing."

Speaking of which, Yun Yanran was about to get out of bed.

"What are you going to do?!"

Cheng Daye continued to hold Yun Yanran angrily.

"I'm going to draw drawings, I want to eat hot pot."

Yun Yanran said simply.

Well, for food, what else can Cheng Daye say.

He had no choice but to accompany Yun Yanran to the study.

Yun Yanran picked up the pen and started to draw.

A stove with a long chimney for indoor stoves.

Another type of stove suitable for selling hot pot in restaurants, there are two types in total.

After drawing the stove, Yun Yanran started to draw the pot.

Ordinary small pots vary in size, and there are mandarin duck pots, which are essential pots for hot pot.

Cheng Daye looked at the drawings, his mind was full of doubts.

"Daye, come on, here is the stove, here is the pot, you take them to the blacksmith to make a set."

"okay."

Cheng Daye didn't ask any more questions, and directly handed the manuscript paper to Yunhua, and asked him to do it.

In the following days, Yun Yanran spent her days looking forward to hot pot.

Thinking day by day and dreaming at night, Yun Yanran would unconsciously call out hot pot every night when she was dreaming.

Hearing that Cheng Daye has a taste for hot pot.

I wondered where the hell is this hot pot? !

After five days of suffering, Yunhua finally brought Yun Yanran a small stove.

The technology here is limited, the stove with a long chimney, the stove is not a problem, the problem is that the chimney cannot be made.

Yun Yanran had no choice but to give up.

Enthusiastically started to embroider and cook hot pot.

Everyone looked at the plates of raw food and raw meat, and almost thought that Yun Yanran was going to start eating raw.

One by one almost scared Hun'er away.

Watching the pot bubbling and steaming, plates of meat and vegetables were placed in the pot.

Yun Yanran's saliva was about to flow down.

Only then did everyone fully understand what hot pot meant.

This kind of cooking while eating is originally called hot pot.

Well, not bad, the weather is cold, this thing is really good.

"Hurry up, I want to eat meat, put some meat in."

Yun Yanran bluffed, it looked like she hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

Cheng Daye was speechless, he kept cooking meat for Yun Yanran, and then put it at a suitable temperature and handed it to Yun Yanran.

"Mmm, it's delicious." Yun Yanran ate so contentedly that her eyes were bent into crescent moons.

Everyone was infected by Yun Yanran, and with this novel way of eating, they unknowingly ate too much.

Although the dipping dish in front of them was spicy, everyone continued to inhale, so refreshing that they couldn't stop.

I ate until my belly was round and couldn't move any more, so I reluctantly put down my chopsticks.

"Hi, I'm so full."

Yun Yanran smiled contentedly, like the warm sun in winter, making people feel at ease.

After eating enough to satisfy her hunger, Yun Yanran only wanted to make money.

　I'm sorry, Mumu is really uncomfortable with illness, and accidentally fell asleep. Today is five o'clock, and I owe everyone a one o'clock. . .Woohoo. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)