Chapter 571: Eating Hot Pot

When the Fu family was busy, Feng Yu was not idle either. Fu Guang is investigating site selection in various places, and his main team is also busy, so other factories and enterprises are naturally unable to inspect.

Just according to Feng Yu's request, the financial year is the same as the natural year, which means that last year's financial statement is out, and Feng Yu will go to inspect the factories.

Before Nanyue finished his work, Feng Yu received a call telling him to return to the capital immediately. Because Kirilenko is coming to the capital soon.

Kirilenko is Feng Yu's biggest business partner. Feng Yu's career started because of him. The relationship between the two is even closer than that of Fu Guangzheng.

When he came to the capital, Feng Yu naturally wanted to entertain him well.

Kirilenko's status in the capital this time is not ordinary. He came with a Russian diplomatic delegation. Into the national delegation!

But Kirilenko is just a businessman!

Feng Yu doesn't know enough about Kirilenko. Kirilenko is already one of the most successful importers in Russia at this time. Just talking about his cooperation with Taihua Trading Company can beat many companies by a block. .

Not to mention, the Songjiang brand cars imported by Kirilenko last year have already been equipped with the army and government agencies. Kirilenko's limelight is the same for a while.

As soon as Kirilenko saw Feng Yu, as usual, he came up with a bear hug, and Feng Yu couldn't breathe. As he grows older, Feng Yu's body is getting stronger and stronger, but compared with Kirilenko, a polar bear, he is still a chick!

"Brother Ji, do you have any plans for the afternoon?"

"I don't have any plans today, I can move around freely, how about it, why don't you bring me to meet you Huaxia... huh?" Kirilenko's face was full of spring.

Damn, has this guy already had this idea? He called me back for this too?

Forget it, let's take him to the bar to see that night, but I don't know if there are any girls who would like this kind of humanoid bear!

Wen Dongjun and the others were on winter vacation, so Feng Yu drove the car back. Kirilenko asked the others to go back, got into Feng Yu's car alone, and urged Feng Yu to leave quickly.

"Brother Ji, if you want to play, you have to wait until night. Go to the bar. I don't guarantee whether there are any girls who are willing to go with you. If you are really hungry, then I will find someone to take you to other places to play , but it may not be to your liking." Feng Yu said while driving.

"Well, it's better to go to the bar at night. With my charm, there must be quite a few girls pounced on me." Kirilenko was very confident. Feng Yu had only seen this kind of self-confidence in Wen Dongjun.

"Then let's find a place to drink now?"

"That's right. Find a place to drink now!" Kirilenko's eyes lit up when he heard about drinking.

drink wine? Feng Yu's mouth showed a sinister smile. How about trying my brother-in-law's tricks, I won't force you to death this time!

"Brother Ji, come here. Try the hot pot here."

Kirilenko stared wide-eyed, looking at the boiling red oil pan in front of him with a look of horror. Can this thing be eaten? This is soup? Is it good to drink? Now that Feng brought him here. Then it should be edible!

Feng Yu looked at Kirilenko holding a spoon, filled a bowl of red oil, and was about to raise his head and kill it. He quickly took Kirilenko's hand.

If you drink this bowl of red oil, you won't be able to go to the hospital. From the tongue to the esophagus, all were scalded!

Kirilenko looked at Feng Yu blankly, why are you stopping me from drinking the soup?

"Brother Ji, this is hot pot."

"I know it's hot pot, you've said it. First drink a bowl of hot pot soup, didn't you teach me?" Kirilenko blinked his eyes, very confused.

The last time I tm took you to eat goose in clear soup in Bingcheng, the soup is of course drinkable and delicious. But this is Sichuan spicy hot pot, or red oil pot. Anyway, after living for two lifetimes, Feng Yu has never seen a fierce person drink red oil!

"It's different. This is oil. It's hotter than boiling water. It's not drinkable. You should eat it like this. Rinse it, and then dip it in some dipping sauce. Try it."

Feng Yu boiled a piece of beef, put it in Kirilenko's bowl, and put his oil bowl aside at the same time, lest the guy not pay attention for a while, and drink it dry in one gulp!

Kirilenko clumsily picked up the chopsticks, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed twice, his eyes lit up, and said in blunt Chinese: "This is ancient, delicious!"

"It's delicious. Let me tell you, we have a lot of Chinese cuisines. There are eight famous cuisines, and there are some other specialties. There are dozens of kinds of hot pot alone! If you like it, I will show you to try hot-boiled lamb tomorrow." !"

While Feng Yu was speaking, he raised the wine glass in his hand. Kirilenko raised it without hesitation, then raised his head and killed it, making a haha~~

Feng Yu took advantage of the opportunity to put down his wine glass, and then graciously served Kirilen Keman. What my brother-in-law said is indeed true, as long as you serve the cup, Kirilenko will do it! In this case, I must accompany you today, um, that is, accompany me down!

Although Kirilenko can barely use chopsticks, he still can't cook hot pot. Finally, he threw the chopsticks away, picked up the fork specially prepared for him in his left hand, and held a colander in his right hand. Use a fork to pick the meat slices into the colander, and then rinse it in the red oil pan for a while, then take it out, regardless of the blood on it, get some dipping sauce, and put it all in your mouth with a fork.

Feng Yu himself squirmed happily, picked it up, dipped it in dipping sauce, and put it in his mouth slowly.

It was already winter, so the house would be hot if there was a heater, and the food was still hot pot or red oil pot. What Feng Yu made for Kirilenko was a very spicy dish of chopped peppers. Kirilenko ate a few mouthfuls, and couldn't take it anymore.

But he turned his head to look at Feng Yu, the food was delicious, didn't Feng think it was spicy?

"Feng, this is too spicy." Kirilenko pointed to the hot pot and said.

"Is it spicy? You have no experience with this. Spicy is a feeling in the mouth, and this feeling can be offset by other things that contain spicy taste. According to our Chinese medicine, it is called fighting poison with poison, and using spicy to make spicy! So As long as you drink more baijiu, you won't feel so spicy anymore." Feng Yu vowed.

Kirilenko looked like you didn't say it earlier, and he didn't need Feng Yu's company, so he took two gulps and drank a glass of white.

Smacking your lips, it seems that it is not so spicy.

"How about it, is it much better? Eat again, I want so much meat. There is also this called crispy pork, this one called Maodu, this one called bamboo shoots... They are all very delicious, try it." Feng Yu Enthusiastically recommended.

Kirilenko was also polite, and the colander made it more and more proficient, one big spoonful, one big spoonful, each time he stuffed it into his mouth with a big mouthful.

"Hey, look, the dipping ingredients are gone? Come on, I'll make another bowl for you. The taste will be much worse without the dipping ingredients." Feng Yu handed over another bowl with more chopped peppers. To Kirilenko, while filling Kirilenko's glass again.

There is no need for Feng Yu's persuasion now, Kirilenko himself is just a few mouthfuls of meat, one mouthful of wine, two mouthfuls of vegetables, and one mouthful of wine. After a while, he drank up a bottle of white wine.

Feng Yu yelled at the door: "Waiter, bring me another bottle of Erguotou, it needs to be 56 degrees, and the ones with the lower degrees are tasteless!" (To be continued.)

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