The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era.

"I heard that there is a new hot pot restaurant here, and the taste is not bad." Han Wenjie was well informed and had heard it mentioned early in the morning.

But I never had a chance to go out to eat, and I finally asked for leave. I happened to remember it when I was looking at the route in the car.

"Chongqing hot pot?" Su Qinghe was surprised.

Although it is said that shabu-shabu can be made when the weather is cold at home, it is not a real hot pot after all, and it always tastes a little bit worse.

Han Wenjie thought he had heard about it too, "The boss seems to be from Chongqing."

When the four of them arrived, there was no one in the store, and the meal time had already passed.

Before entering the door, Su Qinghe could already smell the aroma of hot pot, the familiar spicy smell, and I really miss it.

The waiter saw the people going out early in the morning to welcome them in, and took them to find a seat by the window.

He Annian originally wanted a private room, but it always felt weird to sit in the hall and eat, especially since every seat was so close.

The waiter bent down apologetically after hearing his request. They don't have a box here, so they can only sit in the lobby.

"It's the same with fewer people now." Han Wenjie also persuaded.

Song Zhijun looked around strangely. There was a big pot in the middle of every table, and red peppers were used as decorations in the shop and hung on the wall.

After a few people sat down, the waiter brought the menu and asked them to choose the bottom of the pot and the ingredients for the hot pot.

"If you can't eat spicy food, you can order double pot bottoms." A few people saw that they grew up spoiled at home, and they knew that they ate everything at once from the strange appearance.

Except for Su Qinghe, the others were eating for the first time. At the suggestion of the waiter, the four of them ordered two pot bottoms, a pile of hot pot ingredients and drinks.

"There is a small food table in front, you can season according to your own taste."

Su Qinghe quickly mixed a bowl of dipping sauce according to her own taste. Seeing that her partners were still hesitating, she reached out to take their bowls and mixed a bowl for each of them according to their taste.

Several people took the dipping sauce that Su Qinghe had prepared for them, and thanked them one after another, without asking her how it happened.

After ordering the dishes, they came up in a short time. The waiter was afraid that they would not be able to eat, so he specially told them what dishes should be cooked for a while, and what dishes should be eaten immediately.

Su Qinghe also pretended not to understand, and listened to the waiter's introduction to them.

Seeing that the pot was boiling and the bottom of the soup was bubbling and bubbling, the waiter put down the hard-to-cook dishes first, and then put some easy-to-cook dishes on the bottom of the pot with chopsticks for a few seconds before scooping them up.

"These are edible."

Han Wenjie was the first to start, rolling the dipping ingredients of the cooked dish in front of him before putting it into his mouth.

"It's delicious." Han Wenjie ate the food in his mouth, and unconsciously stretched his brows, "Hurry up."

But before he took the second bite, he couldn't take it anymore, and before he could speak, he drank the drink in front of him, "It's so spicy."

It was numb and spicy, and so were Su Qinghe and the others. Their mouths turned red after eating.

Several people couldn't help but continue to eat while exhaling. They drank water when they ate spicy food. They ate for almost an hour, and they had already drank several pots of water.

"I can't, I can't." Su Qinghe was the first to put down her chopsticks. She hadn't eaten such spicy food for a long time, drank too much water, and her stomach was bloated.

The weather outside was only a few degrees, and everyone was wrapped in tight cotton clothes, but the few of them were sweating from eating, and took off their coats.

"I'm full too." Song Zhijun also put down his chopsticks, and then He Anian and Han Wenjie couldn't hold it anymore.

Fortunately, there are no acquaintances, and a few people eat so embarrassingly, with red lips and sweat on their foreheads, it is the first time they have eaten such a spicy meal in such a big age.

The dishes ordered are almost eaten, only a few dishes of vegetables are left.

After resting, Su Qinghe glanced at the time and suggested, "Let's go shopping."

She couldn't stand the smell all over her clothes, so she happened to go shopping in a nearby shopping mall and change her clothes.

The others naturally had no objections, and they couldn't bear the smell of their clothes, which happened to be able to digest.