Chapter 245 Tears in the Eyes
The temperature in the hot pot restaurant was very high, and the ice cubes in the plastic cup were being stirred with a straw, making a not-so-crisp sound.
Wen Shuqiao took off her coat and put it aside, revealing the black sweater she was wearing underneath.
The clerk considerately brought her two aprons. Wen Shuqiao tied on one and handed the other to Shen Jiazhou.
Shen Jiazhou took a look and said, "No, it's too ugly."
"What if the clothes get dirty?" Wen Shuqiao said, "Mr. Shen looks so good in this dress, it would be a pity if it gets dirty."
Shen Jiazhou looked down and muttered, "They are all old clothes."
But he still reluctantly took the apron and put it on himself.
Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but lowered his head and laughed, then raised his head and said, "Come on, Mr. Shen, let's try your ability to eat spicy food."
She glanced at the dishes on the table and found that they were almost all there.
First put some ingredients that need to be cooked for a long time into the pot, and while doing so, he said: "I'll put some on both sides. If you can't handle spicy food, you can eat the tomato pot. They are both red, and there is no difference."
What do you mean by no difference? They are completely different!
Shen Jiazhou drank a sip of lemonade, then picked up a piece of diaolong and put it into the red pot without changing his expression. Then he looked up at Wen Shuqiao who was sitting opposite him and said, "Who are you looking down on?"
Wen Shuqiao gave him a thumbs up: "That's awesome, Jia Zhou."
Shen Jiazhou put the cooked meat into the oil dish bowl, stared at it for several seconds, and then put the meat into his mouth as if he was ready to die.
Chew chew chew.
Hmm...it's actually not that spicy, not as spicy as I imagined.
Wen Shuqiao suppressed his laughter and asked, "How is it, Mr. Shen?"
Shen Jiazhou swallowed the meat in his mouth: "Not spicy."
A waiter happened to pass by and heard Shen Jiazhou talking. He stopped and said, "If you two don't think it's spicy enough, we can add medium or very spicy for free!"
Wen Shuqiao smiled and thanked him: "No, this level of spiciness is fine."
The waiter said, "You can call us if you need anything."
After saying that, he left. Shen Jiazhou was puzzled: "Isn't it already very spicy? Why..."
He looked at Wen Shuqiao's smiling face and understood instantly: "You lied to me."
Wen Shuqiao's smile deepened: "It's not a lie. You want to cry and walk out, but I don't want to. Next time, ask Mr. Gu to experience it together, and I won't experience it with you."
Shen Jiazhou snorted and whispered, "Who wants to be in tears with Gu Xingyuan?"
Wen Shuqiao didn't hear it. She was also hungry, so she picked up the meat and started eating.
Shen Jiazhou looked at the boiling pot and asked, "Did you eat hot pot often before?"
"Not often." Wen Shuqiao also lowered his eyes and looked at the boiling red pot: "Expensive."
She met her roommates when she was in college. Her roommates were very nice and always found thousands of reasons to give her food and other things. She felt embarrassed to do so, but when she had extra money, she would treat them to hotpot.
The hot pot restaurant next to their school is affordable and delicious, and they have been there together many times, but every time it is her turn to pay, she always spends very little.
The soup pot was boiling and thin smoke was rising, separating him and Wen Shuqiao like a fuzzy "gauze curtain".
But Shen Jiazhou wanted to see her clearly, so he opened his mouth and called her name.
Wen Shuqiao looked up in confusion: "Huh? What did you say?"
She didn't hear clearly what Shen Jiazhou said, she just vaguely heard him open his mouth.
Shen Jiazhou said: "Please sit closer."
Wen Shuqiao was puzzled, but she still listened to him and moved inside, and saw Shen Jiazhou handing her his lemonade.
She took it: "Isn't it tasty? I'll give you some more..."
Before Wen Shuqiao finished speaking, she saw Shen Jiazhou stand up with a bowl and chopsticks, walk out from his seat, and with just one step with his long legs, he was next to her.
Shen Jiazhou sat down next to her.
Wen Shuqiao turned his head and looked at him. Shen Jiazhou said calmly, "The music in the store is so loud that I can't hear you."
But her ears turned red shamefully, her heart was beating so fast, and she didn't dare to look at Wen Shuqiao at all.
Fortunately, Wen Shuqiao didn't say anything. She said, "The shops outside are basically like this. It sounds lively."
Of course, it doesn’t have the style of the restaurant where Shen Jiazhou ate, after all, that was a live performance of violins.
Shen Jiazhou replied while eating hotpot: "It's good, lively and has a good atmosphere."
Wen Shuqiao chuckled and said nothing.
Shen Jiazhou finally turned his head and looked at her: "What are you laughing at?"
Wen Shuqiao said, "Nothing much, it's just that it's a little strange to hear the word 'lively' from you."
"Don't tease me." Shen Jiazhou said, "Don't think I can't hear it. I'm not Cancan."
"No, no, eat quickly, eat quickly." Wen Shuqiao said, "The meat you boiled is going to be overcooked."
Shen Jiazhou raised his chopsticks and asked, "Besides hot pot, what else do you like to eat?"
Wen Shuqiao thought for a moment and said, "I don't have anything I particularly like."
"Everyone should have preferences." Shen Jiazhou asked: "What do you think?"
Wen Shuqiao thought hard, and finally said silently: "I'm not picky about food."
"No." Shen Jiazhou said, "You don't eat coriander or celery."
Wen Shuqiao was about to retort when she saw her and Shen Jiazhou's oil dishes and bowls. They were both made by her, but Shen Jiazhou added a lot of coriander to his bowl.
"How do you know?" Wen Shuqiao was a little surprised. She seemed to really not eat these things. Even when she was hungry when she was a child, she would never eat them.
"Once, my aunt cooked boiled fish and added some coriander and celery as garnish, and you picked them out without saying a word." It was a completely subconscious behavior, but she was halfway through picking when she suddenly remembered that Cancan might be eating with him, so she took her chopsticks back.
But that night she only tasted one or two pieces of the boiled fish and never ate it again.
How long had this happened? Wen Shuqiao couldn't even remember.
Shen Jiazhou said: "Didn't you notice that there has been no celery and coriander in the house since then?"
Wen Shuqiao thought about it carefully and realized that there had indeed been no coriander or celery in the house. It turned out that Shen Jiazhou had arranged it silently.
She curled her eyes: “Boss Shen, how thoughtful, I didn’t notice it at all.”
"Your attention is all on Cancan." Shen Jiazhou said, "You don't need to worry about such a small matter."
Wen Shuqiao smiled and replied, "It's not a small matter. Mr. Shen is concerned about it. I can't just say nothing."
She raised her lemonade: "A toast to Mr. Shen."
Shen Jiazhou asked: "Isn't it childish?"
But he still picked up another glass of lemonade and gently clinked it with Wen Shuqiao's lemonade.
Wen Shuqiao took a sip of lemonade, and then took a slotted spoon to scoop out the cooked shrimp for Shen Jiazhou: "Mr. Shen, please eat!"
"Don't try that on me." Shen Jiazhou muttered, "I'm not Cancan, I can pick it up myself."
Wen Shuqiao pretended not to hear and said to himself, “It’s true that she is not Cancan, but sometimes, she is simply Cancan 2.0.”
Both of us enjoyed this hotpot very much. Although we ordered it slightly spicy, we were still sweating after eating it.
After walking out of the hot pot restaurant, Shen Jiazhou breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the pain had dissipated a lot.
Wen Shuqiao glanced at him and said with a smile: "Boss Shen, if you can't eat spicy food, don't be stubborn. There are so many delicious foods, you don't have to try them."
"It's okay." Shen Jiazhou said, "It's delicious to eat it once in a while."
More importantly, Wen Shuqiao likes spicy food very much. If spicy dishes are cooked at home, she will eat a few more bites.
"It is commendable to have the courage to try." Wen Shuqiao raised his chin and said, "Will you have another cup of coffee?"
Shen Jiazhou thought about it and nodded. It was still a bit spicy and he urgently needed to cool down his mouth.
The wind blew on the two of them, dissipating some of the hot pot smell on their bodies.
Wen Shuqiao didn't know what he was thinking about, and suddenly laughed.
Shen Jiazhou looked at her: "What are you laughing at?"
Wen Shuqiao said, "Nothing, I was just thinking that we have to wash our clothes quickly when we get home, otherwise Cancan will be terrified if she smells it."
She imitated Cancan's tone and said, "Aunt! Aunt! You and uncle are going to eat delicious food, why don't you call baby! Baby wants to eat too!"
Shen Jiazhou chuckled and laughed. He shook his index finger and said, "You are wrong. He should say, Uncle, you are a bad uncle. You don't even let the baby eat delicious food. I am no longer friends with you."
Wen Shuqiao clapped his hands: "First place in the imitation competition, awesome!"
Shen Jiazhou lowered his head and smiled: "You too, first place."
In this unlimited-venue Cancan imitation contest, the two are evenly matched!
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