It was not until the mirror returned to normal again and his phone vibrated again that Shen Du broke free from this envious atmosphere and saw what feedback the mini program on the phone could give him.

‘Click!’

The mini program that had increased its function actually returned to its original state after Shen Du opened it.

If it weren't for the ridiculous dotted map pointing closer to the capital, Shen Du might have cursed directly.

So, in which city is Ruan Rou in now?

The deep eyes extended along the arrow and suddenly found Ruan Rou's place in the direction south of Beijing.

Chongqing, this is a huge landmark.

Look at the time now, it's already late at night before I know it.

But in Chongqing, it is still the hot summer, Ruan Rou will never miss the opportunity to have a good time and will not fall asleep so early.

Thinking of the Shen Du here, he called out the phone and dialed it, and then heard the familiar and excited voice.

"Shendu, I'm in Chongqing! Chongqing!"

"Do you still remember that if we had money, where would you most want to go?"

After Ruan Rou said this, she suddenly remembered that she was still chewing steamed buns and running orders, looking for opportunities for sponsorship and competitions for her brand.

That day, Ruan Rou came to him and invited him to eat the most popular spicy hot pot in his house.

The boss who sells Malatang is from Chongqing.

She and her husband came to their northern city with the dream of making money.

The steamed buns are as deep as the spicy soup made of chili oil and sesame paste, and the spicy hot pot that you want is dipped in your hand. Because of this rare good taste, I expressed my greatest praise to the boss lady.

Who would have thought that the boss lady who had really strict requirements shook her head with nostalgia and said to Chen Du: "Why is this called authentic?"

"If you want to eat the most authentic hot pot and spicy hot pot, you must go to my hometown to try it."

“The Chongqing hotpot there is the real good taste.”

"I can't buy many spices and seasonings in Beijing."

"Even water... has a different taste."

At that time, Ruan Rou was holding a skewer of potatoes on the side. She was already full, but she was drooled by the boss's wife.

That expression made Shen Du remember the time. For some reason, an idea popped up in his mind.

‘I’m so greedy. If I have money in the future, what can I do if I invite you to Chongqing for hot pot?’

But as soon as this thought came out, it scared the depth at that time. After silently chanting in his heart, he completely forgot what he wanted to do at that time.

But now, when I see Ruan Rou in Chongqing, my past memories are like water unscrewed from the bridle, and I can't hold it anymore.

Thinking of the depression here, even the sound softened a little: "Chongqing is a good place, but this is probably the last city you wander around the earth, right?"

"The next call, you should be in Beijing."

"By then, you probably won't have such a good opportunity to travel around the world, right?"

Ruan Rou on the other end of the phone had no regrets. She lowered her voice and said to him in a volume that could only be heard in a deeper manner: "What's the matter? It's not in vain to eat the most authentic Chongqing hotpot."

"But I tell you, this time I probably can't really play more in Chongqing."

"Because I just answered a call and asked me to go to the cooperation unit in Chongqing tomorrow to report, saying that there is a case that requires us to jointly send police and cooperate with multiple parties."

"So the sediment..."

Ruan Rou didn't need to say much about the rest. She took the words, "Okay, I understand."

"Since we met, have you been a policeman?"

"But thanks to me, I am also a busy person who is very busy and can be particularly entertained and able to endure loneliness."

"Otherwise, with your job nature, which man can stand it? Wouldn't he get points after two months?"

Ruan Rou was not angry at all, but was a little proud: "That's right, otherwise why would I be snatching you from the beginning?"

"It's not because I know that no matter how straight you are, no matter how lacking the tendons of love in your mind, but this character is very guaranteed."

"No matter how hurtful you are, you will not mess with or step on two boats."

"It's because there are no such messy things. Even if the media writes you as a fickle pervert, I will still chase you."

"Because who made you really good?"

"Now, hard work pays off now. Finally, I can see the sun and everything I want."

"Now I have this boyfriend, and the relationship that I have been chasing for more than ten years has also come to an end."

"I can also travel around the world once. As a 30-year-old leftover woman, if I hadn't just pinched my thighs, I would have thought I was in a dream."

“Sinking.”

"Um?"

"It's so good! I like you so much, what should I do?"

I just said that I was a thirty-year-old woman, and now I say such childish words.

I was so happy that I said a rare earthy love saying: "If you think about me, just wait. If you work harder here, you will see the real person."

"From now on, no matter ten or twenty years, you will never be in a single love relationship."

"Because you will find that as long as you return to Beijing, you will find that, wow, there is such an excellent boyfriend standing here waiting for your arrival."

"At that time, you won't feel that way."

"After all, in love, there is no difference between you and me. I think we are all new and no newcomers."

"When you return to Beijing, there are still many things that you have to worry about."

"After all, novices are inexperienced. Don't think that it's okay to be friends on weekdays. But when you really become a couple, your mentality changes, and you can't say that any messy problems will arise."

"Wait until then, don't regret it."

"All the bad habits that you could tolerate when you were originally secretly in love, and when you really turned into a romantic relationship, you are afraid you can't continue to tolerate it."

"I guess, some of us are fighting."

"I don't know what the state of being in the state of turning a friend into a lover for many years."

"Oh, Ruan Rou?"

"Hmm?" Ruan Rou, who was scared by Chen Du's warning, subconsciously responded.

"You said, you won't regret it, do you?"

After hearing these gentle words, Ruan Rou thought of such gentle face, but she didn't remember being afraid. She responded in a daze: "Well, no, I will definitely not regret it!"

Those who say regrets never thought, who would hold a knife on your neck when you make a choice?

If you really regret it, no one can blame it.

Because the one you should blame most is yourself.

Hearing Ruan Rou's straightforward answer, the initial anxiety and loss were gone in his words, and the deep voice became a little more at ease.

Just like the ending of thousands of times in the past, at the end of the phone, Chen Du said his farewell: "Good night!"

"Try to eat as much as possible. When you get busy, you may not care about eating."

"OK!"

Ruan Rou's answer was also very well-behaved.

It was not until the phone was disconnected that her attention turned to the red oil pan in front of her.

If you want to eat hot pot, hot pots in Chongqing and Sichuan must have names.

The nine-grid red oil grid in Chongqing hot pot has occupied a place in the hot pot market.

Ruan Rou is looking for a hot pot place now, but it is not easy to find.

This place, like an underground air raid shelter, is built with simple tables and chairs.

And this kind of place is particularly famous.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is probably a symbol of local characteristics.

As for the dishes placed in front of her.

Ruan Rou's mouth couldn't help but lift up a little.

Her favorite mutton platter is the duck intestines that are crispy when shabu, the shrimp slips that have been shining recently, the beef balls made by hand, and the three brothers of potatoes, lotus roots, and sweet potatoes that are essential for shabu-pots, plus a bowl of white flowers, trembling and melting in their mouths.

This has formed several must-order menus for her hot pot.

As for those icing-your-your-skins on the cake, Ruan Rou doesn’t have much to ask for them.

Clean, watery, and without mixing coriander, she could eat it with satisfaction and mouth full of oil.

As for the small plates for dipping sauce.

Ruan Rou didn't dare to let the local boss help her configure.
To be continued...