Brother Long brought over the pot and poured out the broth. "This is for the spicy broth; the clear broth broth will have to wait."

"Here it is, the beef is sliced!" Jiang Ling said, carrying two plates. One plate contained thinly sliced ​​and large pieces of beef, while the other contained a whole piece.

However, no one asked why.

Jiang Ling then brought out all the pork, duck intestines, and green vegetables.

Not long after, the clear broth hot pot was ready.

Lin Xi could tell from the color that the two soup bases must smell very good, but unfortunately her sense of smell had deteriorated to almost zero.

Brother Long glanced around. "Hasn't that guy on the 11th floor arrived yet? Hey, is he waiting for me to knock on his door and invite him?"

"Forget it, Brother Long, let's just ignore him." He Chao had already taken his seat.

He had just started cooking and already had chopsticks in hand. “You have no idea what I’ve been living for the past twenty-one days. I used to support myself by eating takeout. I just add some salt to the meat that Xiaoxi brought over, cook it, and eat it.”

He shook his head. "I ate the same diet as the girls in my class who were on a weight-loss diet. I almost threw up."

Brother Long took off his apron. "No, we agreed to eat together. I'll go to the 11th floor and call him."

"Okay, let's start with the food." Yan Xiangxiang nodded and put the beef balls in first.

The meatballs, about the size of ping-pong balls, tumble in the red and clear broths, making them look incredibly appetizing.

Knock knock knock!

A knock sounded on the door, and everyone looked over.

Yan Xiangxiang was closest to the door, so she went straight up and opened it.

"You... are you the one on the eleventh floor?"

Her tone was very surprised, and the others were somewhat puzzled.

What's wrong?