Chapter 138 Eating Hot Pot

However, his first-hand Tan Jiacai and Sichuan cuisine are very authentic.

Ye Qingyang also tasted it on the recommendation of a friend. Don’t tell me, the taste reminded him of his mother.

Outside the house is gusts of cold wind, icy winter, but inside this Hejia restaurant is steaming and warm like spring.

Ye Qingyang specially ordered a mandarin duck at the bottom of the pot, because he knew that most of these people in America couldn’t eat spicy food.

Hill will also come over, the beauty that she’s fancy to, it would hurt the scenery if she sticks out her tongue so hot.

“What can I do for you?”

A hostess walked over, speaking in an authentic London accent, but he was a big Han with yellow skin, black hair and dark eyes.

Ye Qingyang smiled

“Are you a foreign student?”

The host shook his head and said

“I am the son of the owner of this restaurant. You can call me Xiao He or Morgan.”

Ye Qingyang nodded and said

“What signature dishes do you have?”

Xiao He took out a menu. The variety of cuisines on it almost covered the entire Manchu and Han banquets. Among them, Sichuan cuisine, Tanjia cuisine, and Cantonese cuisine were the majority, followed by Huaiyang cuisine with a lighter taste.

Ye Qingyang ordered a hot pot, a few signature Sichuan dishes, and a grouper.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the Cyclops came in with Hill. The two of them were wearing thick black windbreakers, and they felt a chill as soon as they came in.

Hill was originally an iceberg beauty, and when the cold wind blew, it became even colder.

When two people came in, two waiters walked up and helped them hang up their clothes. The service was very good.

The one-eyed dragon smiled

“Tony, your kid is really good at picking a place. As soon as I enter here, I feel as if I have returned to the scenes in “The Last Emperor”.

Hill thanked the waitress who held her hand with a hot towel and a small heater, and then came in with money and sat opposite Ye Qingyang.

Just wearing a thick windbreaker, Ye Qingyang still can’t see what Hill is wearing today. At this moment, the distance is so close, and the temperature in the house is at least 25 degrees, so Hill only wore a thin black tight-fitting low-neck sweater, revealing The perfect exquisite curve of the upper body.

The slender and elegant white neck is like a swan drinking water, and she wears a platinum necklace around her neck, shining brightly under the light of the house.

If it were not for the needs of the follow-up plot, Ye Qingyang felt that he could now become the Hulk, and then have a grand battle with Hill.

Ye Qingyang was only momentarily lost in the face of this beautiful beauty, and soon adjusted.

After all, surrounded by beautiful women, there is such a stunning companion as the little nanny Wei Zhenzhen, his vision and mentality have been improved a lot, and he will no longer want to see a woman on the Internet like he just crossed over.

He smiled slightly, handed the menu to Hill, and said

“I have finished ordering, what else do you like?”

Hill took the menu and ordered himself a cup of creamy ice cream. Cyclops was not polite, and ordered a large cup of caviar. It was called a big poor dog.

Ye Qingyang smiled, your bald head is holding yourself to death today, and it is estimated that you will not be able to eat the dollars I earned in one minute.

The host and guest are seated, the dishes are ready, and Ye Qingyang invites Roar to eat the two big men from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Although the bottom of the pot has already been divided, the bloody flourish that Ye Qingyang ordered looked very attractive. After all, Hill couldn’t bear the temptation of delicious food, and took a small bite of chopsticks.

The taste buds on the small tongue were instantly filled with the numb, spicy taste of green pepper, and it eased after eating several mouthfuls of ice cream.

Ye Qingyang looked at her little fragrant tongue, and couldn’t help but think of some indescribable pictures with some evil.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Ye Qingyang put down his chopsticks and said

“Director, you left me today, shouldn’t it be just for dinner?”

The one-eyed dragon sips the red wine in the glass, and picks the little sheep in the bottom of the white soup pot with chopsticks. After chewing twice and swallowing it in his stomach, he sighed beautifully.

“We found Steve.”

At the moment, Ye Qingyang’s gaze stayed on Hill’s face, thinking about how he could kiss Fangze. Even if Hill’s face was cold, he couldn’t help but feel a little blush. I didn’t know if the temperature inside the house was too high or the hot pot was hot.

“What are you talking about? Steve?”

Ye Qingyang returned to his mind.



What Steve?

I have no impression at all.

Seeing Tony’s big shit with a dazed look, the Cyclops suddenly realized that this big shit was probably because she looked stupid at the beauty and might have forgotten the name of Captain America.

So he went on to say

“Steve Rogers, is the representative of America in the last century, Captain America!”

Ye Qingyang almost fainted, Captain America is Captain America, what is your name Steve?

The name Steve rarely appears in movies, isn’t everyone called the captain in a unified caliber?

Ye Qingyang is a little confused about what Cyclops suddenly means when he mentioned this question. How did you find Captain America to do with me?

He is neither my second uncle nor my uncle. Although he knows my dead ghost dad, there seems to be no inevitable connection between me and him.

The one-eyed dragon keeps its mouth, a mouthful of food, a mouthful of wine, squinting its small eyes, and the aftertaste is endless.

I really enjoy this big Tony shit. It’s good to be rich to find such a restaurant.

Ye Qingyang didn’t act very surprised. He used chopsticks to pick up a piece of little sheep, shaved it in the hot pot, and put it on Hill’s plate.

Hill thanked him, and dipped the fat and thin lamb on the plate with a little sesame sauce, and put it in the mouth. The tender, smooth and mellow taste of sesame sauce exploded on her taste buds.

Even the iceberg beauty couldn’t help but slapped her lips and decided to come with her best friend in the future and take her to taste the delicacy here.

Ye Qingyang also put a lot of dishes for himself, especially the soft duck intestines with crispy bones, which is his favorite.

Seeing Ye Qingyang not speaking, the Cyclops was a little puzzled, said

“Tony, why don’t you seem to be surprised to hear the captain appear? You know, he is a figure of the same age as your father, now he is more than 90 years old and almost 100 years old, but it seems that he is younger than you. .”

Ye Qingyang curled his lips. He hated that others would say his age. Although a man had thirty-one flowers, as Ma Weidu said, if wealth can be exchanged for age, then Ye Qingyang is also willing to exchange all wealth for it. Own youth.

“Cut, what about being young? Who hasn’t been young yet, don’t you know that life experience is a person’s most precious wealth?”

Ye Qingyang angrily picked up a little fat lamb with chopsticks, dipped it with garlic, and swallowed it in one bite.

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