The hot pot these days is so scary.

Don't change the pot bottom!

What if the previous batch of people who eat have an infectious disease?

"This has never been changed?" Liu Chunlai asked Feng Songtao next to him.

Feng Songtao looked at the old man waiting for them to go upstairs at the stairs.

The old man smiled at Liu Chunlai: "Change it once a day. After all, whether it is seasoning or butter, it is very expensive, and the bottom of the pot is not charged... Of course, don't worry, the private room upstairs costs 5 yuan, and the bottom of the pot is just replaced..."

After saying this, Liu Chunlai breathed a sigh of relief.

After stepping up the wooden stairs, Liu Chunlai found that it was still not cool.

Under the hot pot table, there is actually a coal stove!

Yes, he read that right.

It is also a coal stove, not a gas stove or a gas tank.

If it is winter, it will be absolutely comfortable.

But it's a hot day now!

Is it really good to eat hot pot?

Especially when sitting on the main seat facing the stairs, Liu Chunlai felt even hotter.

I really regret agreeing to come to eat this hot pot.

"Uncle Meng, two pounds of eels are here, and the others are watching." As soon as he came up, Zhang Jianmin ordered the old man who followed them upstairs.

The old man nodded and turned around.

Didn't ask anyone else.

"This ghost weather is so hot. It doesn't rain..." Zhang Jianmin, who was sitting opposite Liu Chunlai, took off his shirt directly, and a scar on his chest that looked like a centipede.

Liu Chun was also stunned when he saw it.

Love this guy still doesn't give up, scaring himself with a scar?

Just like in the future, those gangsters took off their clothes and exposed scary tattoos on certain occasions, telling others that they can't mess with them?

"I got it from falling down when I was a child..." Seeing Liu Chunlai staring at the scar on his chest, Zhang Jianmin pointed to his shaking chest and said with a smile, "It's like this when I grow up. If it weren't for the heat, who would be embarrassed..."

mmmp, know how hot it is, please have hot pot!

Liu Chunlai really wants to scold him.

It's too hot, and he doesn't want to talk much nonsense.

"The old man just now, but the master of the 141 state-owned hot pot restaurant next to People's Park, even with the same ingredients and the base ingredients that others fry are not as good as he did... It's hot, so it's really not suitable for hot pot, so I can't find a better one..." Zhang Jianmin explained to Liu Chunlai.

Feng Songtao also hurriedly asked, "I won't say that the state-owned stores are closed long ago, and they are not open in hot weather. Moreover, the service attitude is very poor, so there is no need to spend money to find a crime, right?"

Liu Zhiqiang and Liu Long and Feng Songtao have already sat opposite each other with scars.

Liu Chunlai and Zhang Jianmin were on the same side.

Zhang Jianmin arranged Liu Chunlai in the seat, and sat in the last seat with the lowest position, and his posture was already very low.

Before the dishes came, the pot was boiling.

Water vapor is rising straight up.

It was roasted on the bottom and steamed on the top, and Liu Chunlai really regretted it.

"Boss Zhang, the food hasn't come up now, let's talk about cooperation." In such an environment, Liu Chunlai really lost his patience.

Too hot.

"Captain Liu, this hot pot is really good. Not to mention the number one in the mountain city, it is definitely the top three. Fresh eels are all killed; tripe are all bought by Old Man Meng in person in the morning..."

Feng Songtao saw Zhang Jianmin’s equipment answer and shook his head to signal.

"Yes, the old man had a restaurant at home before liberation, and then he became a capitalist... his children were also affected by his work because of his problems. The only daughter was weak and sick since childhood. When he went to work at the 141 hot pot restaurant, he arranged to go to the street clothing factory. Now the clothing factory can't survive anymore, so he supports the couple to open such a hot pot restaurant..." Zhang Jianmin followed Feng Songtao's topic and changed the previous topic.

Liu Zhiqiang and Liu Long sat there, looking at Scar.

The eyes of both sides made it feel even hotter.

Liu Chunlai didn't say anything.

I looked at Feng Songtao several times.

Compared to Zhang Jianmin, Feng Songtao is more difficult to deal with.

Under the stimulation of the smell of hot pot, the saliva in the mouth was like sweat on the body, rising straight out.

Soon, the dishes came.

The bloody eels are killed, the beef tripe soaked in water, the thin waist slices are cut into flower-like duck liver, and the beef is full of chili powder...

The old man followed a woman in her thirties, a short, round face with a lot of pockmarks. The woman quickly brought some oil dishes containing sesame oil, garlic, bright red chopped peppers, chopped green onions and other seasonings.

Then he went down.

"Beer?" After the old man served the dishes, he looked at Liu Chunlai and asked Zhang Jianmin.

"Big man, what are you drinking?" Zhang Jianmin didn't ask Liu Chunlai.

Liu Chunlai still watched.

My body was covered in sweat and my clothes were soaked.

Especially in the crotch, where sweat gathers, it is so uncomfortable.

"I don't drink." Liu Chunlai said calmly, "Since you want to talk about cooperation, let's talk first. I don't like talking about things at the wine table."

So Liu Chunlai ignored anything.

I was originally patient, but I was afraid that the other party would be the same routine as Xu Xiaotian in the morning.

Since the other party is like this, he should have asked for it.

"The food has been served. This tripe is good. It can be hot for a few seconds..." Feng Songtao was about to change the topic again, stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of tripe that was the size of a palm, and put it into the hot pot that had been rolling.

"Let's go." Liu Chunlai stood up and prepared to leave.

Although Liu Zhiqiang and Liu Long were both swallowing their saliva, this was the first time they had eaten hot pot in their lives.

Liu Chun said he would leave, and he stood up even if he wanted to eat.

"Brother, why are you doing this? The hot pot table is indeed not suitable for business negotiations, I just invite you to drink." Zhang Jianmin hurriedly stood up.

Scar and Feng Songtao are the same.

Especially the scar, it directly blocked Liu Chunlai.

Liu Zhiqiang walked around and blocked Liu Chunlai behind him, while Liu Long stared at Zhang Jianmin.

"Hongmen Banquet?" Liu Chunlai sneered. Since he dared to come, he was not afraid of the other party. Three to three, he did not have the military power of Liu Jiuwa. Since Liu Jiuwa was relieved that Liu Zhiqiang and Liu Long came with him, he naturally was not afraid.

It's a fight.

Although he has never really fought so far, he has learned a lot of tricks to fight, such as lifting the vagina, grabbing the claws of the milk dragon, poking the eyes, etc.

"How is it possible! We just think that brothers are doing a good business and want them to teach them..."

Feng Songtao still doesn't want to say his purpose.

I haven't figured out Liu Chunlai's old background yet.

Zhang Jianmin interrupted him, "Okay, Song Tao, we are asking for help, there is nothing to hide."

After saying that, he looked at Liu Chunlai with a serious look on his face, "Captain Liu, we were planning to invest 200,000 yuan to produce your pants, but they were cheated. The 100,000 yuan of funds turned into a 12-year contract for a hemp spinning workshop..."

"So what?" Liu Chunlai was extremely surprised.

Could it be that the other party wants to cooperate with them and they can provide the raw materials?
Chapter completed!