Ye Wangchuan's culinary skills were better than she had expected. There was a rich buttery fragrance in the hotpot broth, and the chili was nicely fried with peppercorns. There was a layer of chili oil on the broth, and it was evident that this was well-prepared.
She took a spoonful of it to taste it. As she'd guessed based on the looks of it, it tasted authentic. The buttery broth had the right level of spice.
Qiao Nian put in some fatty beef strips and tripe. The hotpot was extremely flavorful, and she was sweating while she ate.
The man placed a can of herbal tea by her side.
"Have something to drink."
Qiao Nian could barely take the spice anymore. She picked up the herbal tea and took a big gulp. With the cool tea on her burning tongue, she felt much better.
She leaned back in her chair in satisfaction and did not feel like moving. Jiang Li was in roughly the same state. His face was reddened from all the chili consumed, and he had practically collapsed in his seat. He gave the man beside Qiao Nian a thumbs-up. "Master Wang, given your culinary skills, you can consider having a side business in hotpot!"
Qiao Nian was excited to hear this. She turned around and blinked at him. "I think so too."
It really was delicious.
At the very least, she'd never tasted better hotpot than his in Rao City so far.
Ye Wangchuan was all ready to rebuke Jiang Li initially. But upon hearing her hoarse but tender voice, his lips curled up and he swallowed those words. "We'll see when the time comes."
Gu San's eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets. He couldn't figure out why Ye Wangchuan would agree to it.
Was Master Wang not busy enough with his work? And of all businesses, why consider opening a hotpot store just because of Miss Qiao's casual remark?
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