"Grandmaster, please take a seat first!" Song Zhiwen's sour voice sounded, and I saw him pull out a seat and make an invitation with a half-bow.

"Alright! Mosquito, I said, do you always make fun of me? Yang Guo smiled helplessly.

Ever since Chen Anlan said that sentence in Qingyang Palace, Song Zhiwen began his endless annoying mode, always using honorifics when talking to Yang Guo, and calling the grandmaster vigorously.

After leaving Qingyang Palace, Yang Guo and the others went to the nearby Du Fu Thatched Cottage to play around. With one more beautiful (less) 'woman', time flies. While chatting and playing and taking pictures, the sky is already in the twilight. So according to the previous assumption, Yang Guo and the others came to a chain hot pot city in Shu Jiuxiang.

"It's still good! You can even sit in a private room for free. Chen Anlan happily found a place to sit down, she raised her head and said happily to Song Zhiwen.

The temperature inside the hot pot city is higher than the outside, and I don't know if it's because of the steaming breath of the hot pot, Chen Anlan's childlike face is more and more 'beautiful'.

"Hey, you can order whatever you want!" Song Zhiwen pulled a chair and sat next to Chen Anlan, and he took the menu and studied it with Chen Anlan.

Yang Guo didn't have so much leisure to pay tribute to the beautiful 'girl', he beckoned the waiter in the hot pot city to arrange Qiqi's seat.

"If you want a baby seat, you don't need to increase it, just a normal one. One more bowl and chopsticks, and some hot water. It would be better if you could give a small basin. "There are still a lot of 'quite' requirements, and Yang Guo is a little embarrassed.

"Grandmaster, what pot base do you want?" Song Zhiwen raised his head at this time and asked.

Yang Guo wanted to say "Grandmaster your sister", but remembering that Qiqi was by his side and couldn't say foul language, he had to hold back and ask, "What's the bottom of the pot?" ”

"Spicy, three fresh, bone soup." Chen Anlan said, "But when we come to Shudu, let's have a Sichuan-style spicy pot bottom, right?" ”

"Well, I'm okay with that, I can eat spicy!" Song Zhiwen said with a smile.

"Let's come to the mandarin duck pot!" Yang Guo shook his head and said, "Half spicy, half clear soup." Kiki, she can't eat spicy food. "Kiki really doesn't eat spicy, not only does she not eat spicy, but she also hates spicy and the fishy smell of mutton 'meat', the fishy smell is good, she will spit it out when she tastes it, but if it is spicy, she will cry as long as she is a little prickly 'excited'.

"For children, we can have a separate pot." The waiter kindly reminded her, and she also pointed to the small induction cooker placed next to it.

If it's a single stove, that's fine! Yang Guo said with a smile: "That's okay, give me a separate small pot, clear soup, and I'll pay for the extra costs." ”

"It's okay, our boss has 'handed over', and no matter how much you eat tonight, you will be free of charge." The waiter said with a smile.

"Hear no, hear no, don't be afraid of fat, let go of your belly and eat!" Song Zhiwen pushed Chen Anlan and said with a smile.

"Don't move your hands and feet!" Chen Anlan's eyebrows were raised, and she said dissatisfiedly, "Just eat happily, you still want to eat others poor with other people's kindness?" ”

"How so!" Song Zhiwen pretended to be afraid of being heard by the waiter and secretly glanced at the waiter, and he smiled, "The Shu Jiuxiang family has a big business, even if we can't eat for a month." ”

Yang Guo saw that the waiters were covering their mouths and snickering.

In this way, Yang Guo and their main pot ordered Shu Jiuxiang's signature red soup Jiugongge, and the small pot asked for clear soup. Although Song Zhiwen screamed loudly, he didn't really have the cheekiness to order food desperately, he picked two plates of each delicious thing, and added more if it was not enough.

After the red soup is served in the nine squares, the chopped chili peppers and red 'colored' chili oil in the hot pot continue to roll up and down, and the prickly and 'tempting' aroma comes to the nose.

In fact, Yang Guo, Song Zhiwen and Chen Anlan did not grow up in provinces where they can eat spicy food. Chen Anlan is a little better, although the people of Jincheng do not put chili peppers in every dish, they often come into contact with relatives who like spicy food, so they are more accustomed to this taste.

Song Zhiwen and Yang Guo rarely eat spicy, but they can be regarded as hundreds of people who have no taboos, if they encounter food, it doesn't matter if it is spicy or not, they will talk about it after eating. Of course, when Yang Guo had just graduated, his neighbor Liu Guilin's wife was from Nanhu, and he ate a lot of spicy dishes, and gradually got used to it.

Kiki was the most unacceptable, she smelled the spicy smell, and immediately grabbed her father's arm with tears in her eyes to complain.

"Alright, alright." Yang Guo held the pitiful little face of the 'girl' and smiled, "Don't be afraid, Dad ordered something delicious that is not spicy for you, you see, this pot is not spicy!" ”

Kiki was relieved when the fragrant pot with the clear soup was served in front of Kiki, but her big eyes kept on the table, for fear that some horrible food from the spicy pot would run into her small bowl.

"I know the hot pot in Sichuan Province best!" Song Zhiwen waved his chopsticks and boasted in front of Chen Anlan, "If you want to talk about hot pot, the best thing to eat is 'hairy' belly, blood wang, well, and 'fat' beef and 'meat'!" Clip it with chopsticks and eat it by dipping it in the pot! ”

"The 'hairy' belly should be burned for a long time, right?" Chen Anlan saw that Song Zhiwen added a chopstick to the 'hairy' belly and threw it into the pot, and was about to pick it up before she blinked, so she hurriedly dissuaded.

Patronizing and selling 'lanes', forgetting this stubble, almost embarrassed!

"It won't take long." Song Zhiwen put back a piece of 'hairy' belly on the chopsticks and said casually. He picked up a net bag from the side and hesitated for a moment before reaching in and scooping up the freshly cooked 'hairy' belly.

"You taste it too." Song Zhiwen picked up the chili pepper in the net pocket with chopsticks in his right hand, picked up two slices of 'hairy' belly stained with red chili oil, and sandwiched them into Chen Anlan's bowl.

"Hmm, it's delicious!" Chen Anlan was not polite, she picked up her chopsticks, dipped some soy sauce and ate it. Although she looks cute, it may be because of her martial arts training, Chen Anlan's 'sexual' personality is not so delicate, and her eating posture is full of gulps.

"yes!" Song Zhiwen smiled, "Let me tell you, choosing a 'hairy' belly is not to choose a beautiful one, the whiter the more beautiful it is, it may be bleached." If we eat yellow-green 'color', it means that the cow grew up eating grass! ”

Song Zhiwen participated in a lot of dinners with Song Chunfang when he was a child, and although he didn't know how to cook, he knew a lot about the quality of ingredients.

"You can eat it yourself!" Chen Anlan grabbed Song Zhiwen's hand that was about to add vegetables to the pot again, and said, "Don't worry about me, it's fun to eat hot pot and do it yourself!" ”

Song Zhiwen shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "That's right, what else do you want to eat?" ”

After saying that, he also began to eat by himself. The two talked and laughed, completely without the tension when they first met today, and the atmosphere was a lot more relaxed.

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