Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  Fox felt a little uneasy inside. It felt like the same fear everyone would feel when the illegitimate son, who he looked down on back then, appeared every time.

  Elizabeth made him feel like that once again. The strong sense of uneasiness made him want to kill her so that there would not be any more troubles in the future.

  The Frost Dragons all seemed a little uneasy. Rankster brought unrest to the Frost Dragon Tribe, almost reforming the entire Frost Dragon Tribe.

  Could Elizabeth want to follow in Rankster’s footsteps?

  Many customers were taken aback. Elizabeth actually rejected the two great dragon tribes’ invitation. That was cool.

  “Please order your food,” Elizabeth said calmly……

  Fox scoffed inside as he watched Elizabeth before flipping the menu open.

  When Fox saw the insanely spicy of the red soup base, he felt himself squeezing his butt as he recalled the fear of the insanely spicy level of the spicy grilled fish during the peace talks.

  “Little Fatty. How do you choose the soup base?” Jinx asked Harrison.

  The giant dragons all looked at Harrison. It was their first time having hot pot, so they did not know what to do, but they did not want to show it.

  “If you’re a man, you take the insanely spicy!” Harrison said as he patted his chest.

  “Interesting.” Jinx nodded before he said to Elizabeth, “Four insanely spicy red soup base.”


  Immediately, he gave Fox and the others a provocative look and mocked, “Why, don’t you even dare to try the insanely spicy?”


  “So be it, who’s afraid?” a Frost Dragon suddenly said without hesitation, and the other two followed suit.

  Fox swallowed.

  “Are you afraid?” Jinx mocked.

  “I’ll have the insanely spicy,” Fox said softly. This time, he consciously protected his butt with frost so it would not be too bad.

  “I’ll get spicy with lesser Sichuan Pepper,” Harrison said quickly.

  “Huh?”


  The giant dragons all turned to look at him. Didn’t this fellow just say that a man should get the insanely spicy?

  “I’m just a little fatty……” Harrison said weakly. He just blurted it out, and did not expect these giant dragons to really order the insanely spicy level.

  The giant dragons all thought for a while, and accepted Harrison’s words easily. That made sense. If the little fatty ate what they ate, they would seem like they were of the little fatty’s standard.

  “Please tick the soup pot you want, and then write down the number of servings for each ingredient you want to order,” Elizabeth reminded.

  “The spicy soup pot with one serving of each ingredient.” Harrison picked up the pencil on the ordering sheet and ticked the spicy soup pot before writing “1” at each ingredient.

  “Then I’ll get the insanely spicy soup pot with 10 of each ingredient.” Jinx wrote on the ordering sheet swiftly.

  “Same.”


  “Same.”


  “Same.”


  The other three Golden Dragons quickly followed suit.

  The Frost Dragons looked at each other, and then chose to do the same.

  “Please wait for a while. You can mix your own dipping sauce at the sauce section.” Elizabeth cleared the menu and the nine-squared pot and went to the kitchen.

  While some of the customers outside were still waiting, the customers in the restaurant already had their hot pots ready.

  “The way this soup pot is designed is outright discrimination against people who have light diets.” Vanessa looked at the soup pot in front of her. The little pot with the clear broth was surrounded by the spicy soup pot. The ratio of the size was around 1:5, making it look like a pitiful little lamb that was surrounded by a pack of wolves.

  “This design of a pot in a pot is functional and artistic,” Randy complimented. He put a piece of beef into the pot, and smilingly said, “I will start eating.”


  “Young Mistress, what would you like to eat? I’ll help you dip it,” Lola quickly said when she saw that Vanessa was about to do it herself. With such a noble status, how could the princess prepare her own food?

  “No, you do yours. I want to do mine.” Vanessa picked up a long piece of duck intestine, and seriously said, “Boss Mag said that the soul of eating hot pot was to do it yourself. There is no soul in the duck intestine made by someone else.”


  After saying that, Vanessa stared at the clock on the wall as she dipped the duck intestine in and out of the clear soup pot. After around seven to eight dips, the duck intestine curled up as it would when it was cooked. After that, she put the duck intestine into her dipping sauce, and swirled it around.

  Because she could not eat anything too flavorful, Vanessa mixed her sauce based on the recommendation—with oyster sauce, soy sauce, garlic, coriander, sesame oil, and a drizzle of boiling soup.

  The duck intestine cooled down a lot after being swirled in the sauce. Vanessa put it into her mouth and chewed softly.

  The duck intestine, which appeared to be very soft, was actually crispy. The texture and sound brought about an unparalleled experience for her teeth.

  Dipping the duck intestine up and down, switching between boiling and cooling, gave the duck intestine an interesting soul, while the dipping sauce gave the duck intestine its taste, allowing one’s teeth and taste buds to enjoy a fantastic feast.

  Vanessa still felt the wonderful taste lingering between her teeth even after she swallowed the duck intestine.

  “This duck intestine is superb! On top of that, I made it!” Vanessa exclaimed with her eyes widened. What made it better was that she was the one who cooked it. For someone who had never stepped into the kitchen, or even saw a chef cook, the sense of achievement was stronger than when she received a gemstone from the king.

  Lola, who was still affected by the fact that the princess cooked her own food, saw how happy Vanessa was and smiled. It seemed like the princess really liked to eat like that. She would thus try this new eating method too.

  “This beef is really premium grade!” Randy said as he chewed on the beef. The beef was cut into very thin slices, so it could be eaten immediately after it was dipped once in the boiling soup. The tenderness and the rich smell of the meat made him intoxicated.

  After it was dipped in the spicy red soup base, the spiciness that was infused in the beef made one’s scalp tingle, immediately getting rid of the cold from standing outside for more than an hour. It was an exhilarating feeling!

  Randy put another piece of beef in the boiling soup pot, and lamented, “The best thing in the world is probably to be able to eat meat because the meat will never lie to you or betray you. Every kilogram of meat you eat will add a kilogram to your weight. It is always honest like that.”


  “I agree with what you said,” Abraham said as he put a piece of tripe in the pot, and then glanced at his stomach.