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493. Fiery Hot Pot

The heavy snowflakes fell down, and Chen Song had never experienced such snow.

The snowflakes are as big as his thumb belly, which is simply incredible for children who have been living in the south.

They returned to the manor happily with the hunting hares. It was snowing outside, and the house was as warm as spring. The glass was covered with water droplets. The water droplets gathered together and became small water columns, slowly flowing down.

The restaurant was full of energy, and the indoor water vapor was so high because the Bruce and Luo Bingxin cooked hot pot together.

The pot was a genuine hot pot sent by Zhu Kaibo, and the base was brought from Luo Bingxin from China. One piece was bubbling clear soup, and the other piece was red spicy soup.

Smelling the soup, Goble suddenly felt appetite. He hurriedly carried the rabbit to the kitchen: "Hurry up and start dinner, hurry up and start dinner, so hungry."

It takes time to deal with rabbits. If you clean up the rabbit meat, you have to put it in the freezer for low temperature treatment. Chen Song cut some mutton slices and beef slices, which is the hot pot killer.

There is a domestic liquor for sale in Iceland. Chen Song has prepared some and it is just right for use today.

Eating hot pot and drinking wine on heavy snow days is really a godly treatment.

Zhang Zhiduo sighed: "It's just a short time to hang firecrackers. Another hang of firecrackers is the feeling of our Northeast China's Chinese New Year."

The rabbit meat was also sliced ​​and sent to the hot pot. The manor produced vegetables all year round. You can plant whatever vegetables you want. Chen Song even planned to plant some bamboo.

Bamboo shoots in southwestern Zhejiang are very famous.

The side dishes were filled with a large table, and the dogs were happily running around the table, and as they ran, saliva dripped down. Brother Bai put on his apron coat and sat behind the table waiting for dinner. His posture was really sitting on the bench with bare butt, with a stern look.

Chen Song poured white wine one by one and said, "I have never encountered such heavy snow in my life. Come on, the auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. Let's go together for a beautiful reputation!"

Trickron raised his cup and fucked without saying a word.

People who don’t drink liquor often can’t stand the taste of Chinese liquor. Gobl took a sip and smacked his lips, but Trickron was fine. He simmered it in a cup and said, “It tasted a bit.”

A cup of two taels, a 53-degree white wine, a mouthful of stuffy!

After drinking, he looked at everyone in shock: "Fake, why don't you drink?"

Luo Bingxin said in a low-key manner: "Drinking white wine cannot be done with a glass of glass like drinking beer, you have to sip it in small sips."

Zhang Zhiduo was really a human being. He saw that Trickron had done it and raised his cup again and said, "Then I did it too."

Chen Song held him and said, "Trickron is an alcoholic, why are you not an alcoholic?"

Zhang Zhiduo said boldly: "I have to let my friends in Iceland see how much our PLA soldiers drink!"

Trickron didn't care how much he drank, he cared about Rhine around him: "Man, aren't you trapped in love and want to drink to relieve your sorrow? Kill it, drink it, how can you relieve your sorrow if you don't get drunk?"

Thinking of the relationship that made him cry, Rhine gritted his teeth and poured a glass of wine into his mouth.

Everyone was about to applaud when he tilted his head and said, "Wow, is this wine or fire? My mouth is numb!"

Trickron was spitted, and he grabbed Rhine and was about to hit him: "You actually wasted wine? Bastard, this is a precious wine, how can you waste it?"

Chen Song put rabbit meat into the pot, and in just a few seconds the thin slices of rabbit meat surging, it was cooked.

Each person scoops each and scoops their own food.

The hare meat in winter is not as delicious as summer and autumn. At this time, the rabbit is a little dirty and not fat enough.

However, the hares in the town either eat grass or wild flowers. The meat has a unique vegetation fragrance, which is completely different from the quick-growing rabbits in the farm.

The more Chen Song chewed, the more fragrant he felt, and he was happy to eat.

After the hot pot, they were warm all over. The indoor temperature was high, the ground heat and the fireplace. Soon they couldn't stand it and started to take off their clothes one after another.

Song Feiquan asked others to make snowmen after dinner. Chen Song had no interest in this, but when he saw that everyone was going to play, he had to reluctantly agree.

When the Bruce couple got old, they naturally would not participate in such activities. The two took the initiative to clean up the dining table and liberate the others to go to play.

Chen Song didn't know how to build snowmen, so he dragged Brother Bai out and let it sit in the snow, and soon a layer of snow fell on it.

Seeing this, Chen Song pointed at Brother Bai and said, "Here, the snowman is coming out, I'll withdraw first."

The heavy snow first lasted for two days, then it fell intermittently for two days. Chen Song saw the news and the snow was particularly heavy, and it was mainly in the southern area. The final snowfall in some parts reached 150 cm!

The entire manor has grown at least one meter above sea level, so it is difficult to remove snow now.

In the morning when the snowflakes finally stopped, Chen Song got up and opened the curtains and saw a thick piece of ice flowers on the windows - it didn't cold and the snow was cold, and the outdoor temperature was even lower.

Curtains separate heat in the bedroom to a certain extent, but they cannot isolate humidity in the room. In this way, the window location is high, the temperature is low, and the glass is very clean, which will naturally form ice flowers.

Chen Song saw ice flowers on the window for the first time, and these ice flowers were accumulated in four days, so they were very thick, with many branches and a sense of layering. They were distributed in large areas, shaped like waves, and were very beautiful.

He wanted to post a photo of his friends, but he took a few photos but couldn't take them well. There were too many ice flowers and the photos were very messy.

So he went out to find the old man to guide him. Bruce said that his photography skills were not good. Song Feiquan once joked that the old man's photography skills and Luo Bingxin's PS level could set up a wedding photo company.

Sure enough, the old man gave professional guidance after he arrived: "Light, sir, this light is not good. Open the window a little and make the light on the glass not so strong."

"In addition, you have to fill up the light and add the ice flowers. Leave this to me. Pay attention to adjusting the white balance of the camera. You have to color the ice flowers and add a colored light source, so that the ice flowers can be more brilliant."

Chen Song said: "No, I took it too messy."

The old man looked at the photos he took and said, "Then you focus on a part of the window glass, and the beauty of the local ice flowers reflects the overall situation."

Chen Song is good at taking straight men's photos, which is the kind of camera that aims at the target and comes out in 10 seconds.

The old man really couldn't guide him, so he got started by himself.

As he got older, his hands were shaking, he fixed the camera with a tripod, and then used a flash lampshade to extend to the window to make up for the backlight. The photos taken in this way were warm tones, which were clearly contrasted with the coldness of the ice flower, making it more artistic.

In addition, he also used old-fashioned flashlights to adjust the color of the windows, so the photos taken in slow motion are even more textured.
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