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Chapter 840: Chapter 840 Fish Hot Pot_1

“What?” Tong Sanlang unfolded the letter as he asked.

“I’m thinking of cooking some hot pot broth, sealing it tightly, and sending it over to Yang Ye.”

Is there anything more comforting than hot pot in winter?

In Qiao Xiaomai’s opinion, there is not.

The winters here are so cold, and Yang Ye is always on the move; a bit of hot pot would certainly be nice.

“That might be a bit difficult,” said Tong Sanlang. He had seen those packaged hot pot base bags of the future, but here, without plastic bags or vacuum packing, and with Yang Ye’s accommodations being uncertain and the roads difficult to travel, how could he send it?

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“It’s like brewing wine, seal the jar tightly. Then Xiaoyang, the guard, can wrap it in ice. Plus, when it gets colder, the outside will be like a natural freezer; it should be possible,” she responded.

As long as Yang Ye was out and about, she would take care of making the broth for him.

Since there are no chili peppers here, there’s no need to worry about eating too much and getting overheated.

Seeing Qiao Xiaomai eager to try, Tong Sanlang nodded, “Then you might as well try it.”

“Let’s start with a fish hot pot.”

Once the hot pot was cooked, she scooped out the fish meat, leaving only the broth, which she poured into a pottery jar and sealed.

No sooner said than done, the very next day after breakfast, Qiao Xiaomai began to prepare the fish for the hot pot.

She made the broth very rich and seasoned it a bit stronger so that Yang Ye could easily dilute it with water.

Just providing broth wasn’t enough; she also prepared fish meatballs, Fish Tofu, Shrimp Balls, sausage bacon, and the like. As for vegetables, with winter setting in, green veggies weren’t available, so that was up to Yang Ye to sort out.

Once the fish broth cooled, Qiao Xiaomai found a pottery jar over a foot tall and poured the broth into it.

She prepared two meals’ worth, enough for Yang Ye to enjoy thoroughly.

She sealed the mouth of the pottery jar like wine-making, placed fish balls and other items in another, larger pottery jar, and hurried to the town to find Xiaoyang, the guard.

Xiaoyang, the guard, did not expect Qiao Xiaomai to come so quickly; of course, the faster the better for him.

He immediately procured a large block of ice, stuffed the pottery jars into it, and whilst busying himself, he did not forget to remind Qiao Xiaomai, “Miss Qiao, remember to build an ice cellar to store some ice for use next summer.”

The ice he used to send goods to Yang Ye was bought from Spiritual Spring Residence, and it was quite expensive.

Qiao Xiaomai quickly thanked him when she heard this.

In the hustle and bustle of these days, she had totally forgotten such an important matter!

She had seen this summer just how expensive ice could be; if she kept buying it, it would be heartbreakingly expensive, so an ice cellar was a must!

Back at home, Tong Sanlang was not reading; he was holding tools and making small parts again.

Ya Wuxia’s letter was filled with endless chatter, saying how delicious Qiao Xiaomai’s Mooncakes were, that his elder brother had added a new nephew to the family, that his sister wanted to challenge Qiao Xiaomai’s culinary skills after tasting her Mooncakes, and so on.

Five full pages of conversation, Tong Sanlang found them utterly engaging.

After he finished reading, he started making a little cart; Ya Wuxia had a new nephew, and it was a gift he would send.

“Oh, and you should make a fish hot pot for Brother Yu as well, let his sister see your skills,” he said to Qiao Xiaomai.

Ya Wuxia’s sister was very good at cooking fish and wanted to challenge Qiao Xiaomai.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai clicked her tongue, “Then she is doomed to lose.”

With Spiritual Spring in hand, she was unbeatable in the realm of cooking!

[Chapter Eight, Goodnight.]

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