Dressed as a villain's wife

Chapter 284
The word hot pot came out of Twelve's mouth, and Shen Wenchen had some guesses in his heart.

I'm afraid there will be other traversers in this world. If this is the case, I'm afraid it will be a little troublesome.

Because he was curious about whether this so-called hot pot was the same as what he had eaten, Shen Wenchen didn't refuse any more, but followed Twelve to that restaurant.

The shop is very well decorated, and there are many graffiti on the walls, with warm yellow lanterns, it really looks like a chain hot pot restaurant.

"How many guests are there?" Xiao Er just greeted a table of people to enter the door, and then saw Shen Wenchen and Twelve again.

Hurry up and bow down to invite people to sit down.

"We're here to find friends, so we should have reserved a box."

Xiao Er asked for some information after hearing this, and then led the two of them to the second floor.

Along the way, Shen Wenchen also observed the surroundings. Seeing some red peppers hanging on the wooden partition, Shen Wenchen felt a bad premonition.

He felt that today's meal might not be very delicious.

The secret to delicious hot pot lies in the freshness of the base and ingredients.

He doesn't think how delicious hot pot can be made when all kinds of spices are not perfect enough and the dishes are not rich.

Before he went to live at that time, he also felt that many things here were delicious, but after he went there, he really understood what is delicious.

Eleven had been waiting in the wing room for a long time, and when he saw Shen Wenchen and Twelve coming in, a smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Shen, you are finally here!"

"It's not so exaggerated." Shen Wenchen said helplessly.

"I haven't watched it for more than two years, and you haven't seen me write a letter. You can't be with some little daughter-in-law. Forget about our brothers." Eleven winked at Shen Wenchen , said teasingly.

Shen Wenchen wasn't annoyed, he was a brother after all, but following his words, he said, "I'm going to get married when I return to Yancheng this time. If you can go, I'll be happier."

"marriage!?"

Eleven and Twelve exclaimed in unison, and the two looked at each other, seeing a little bewilderment in each other's eyes.

Brother Shen joined the army for three years, and they only knew that he was brought back by General Song. They didn’t know until two years ago that Brother Shen was injured and suffered from amnesia. The brothers return home.

Only the remaining sister-in-law and Zhiyu depended on each other.

Later, they only stayed in Lihua Village for less than half a month before leaving, and when they heard the news, they started to escape from the desert.

Twelve's expression was extraordinarily bewildered, and there was some confusion on his handsome face.

He stayed in Yancheng for more than half a year. General Song originally wanted to transfer Brother Shen back to the capital, but he chose to stay in Yancheng because of his sister-in-law.

But it's only been two years now, Brother Shen doesn't have someone else in his heart, does he?

Even if there is, it will take three years...

"Brother Shen, you have to think about this more clearly, and you can't let Zhiyu have a quarrel with you." Twelve could only say euphemistically.

After all, my sister-in-law was on the road to escape from famine, and if she left so tragically, Brother Shen would marry again, wouldn't Zhiyu become the most pitiful one?

"Brother Shen, I know you're sad about sister-in-law, but you can't just marry another woman casually, it's not fair to sister-in-law." Eleven's expression was also a little tangled.

The sister-in-law is an excellent person. Brother Shen has been away from home for three years. She has not remarried, and she has worked hard to support her in-laws and bring up her only son.

After finally being able to live a good life, he died on the road because of fleeing famine.

"Don't worry, Zhiyu knows about me. I don't care about her. If you don't have any official duties, you will know when you come back to Yancheng with me."

Shen Wenchen didn't intend to tell the two brothers the truth, he just smiled and then closed his mouth, leaving the other two to brainstorm.

"Guest officer, the spicy soup pot you ordered is here." Xiao Er said, carrying a copper pot full of red oil into the box.

The copper pot is as big as a washbasin, and inside it is filled with red bottom material. All you can see are the chili slices floating in the pot and the densely packed peppercorns. Just looking at that one makes people feel a little sore on the tongue.

After Xiaoer finished speaking, he took the copper pot but didn't put it directly on the table, and stood aside.

The other person entered the box with a basin of lit charcoal.

"Guest officer, be careful, I'm going to put the charcoal basin." After the waiter finished speaking, he lifted a round cover on the table, and then put the charcoal basin in.

After the charcoal basin was placed, Xiao Er, who was holding the copper pot, carefully placed the copper pot on the small shelf.

"Guest officer, the way to eat hot pot is to put the meat and vegetables into the pot separately, and after the hot pot soup boils, take it out with long chopsticks and eat."

After Xiao Er finished speaking, the people behind him had already served the dishes that had been ordered at eleven o'clock on the table.

Seeing the meat and vegetables on the table, Twelve was a little speechless: "Is this a new way of eating? But they don't serve us dishes, what are we going to do?"

"It's fine to eat whatever you want. There's nothing special about it." Shen Wenchen shook his head, and sighed at the slightly watery bottom of the pot. The most popular thing there is the butter hot pot, but although breeding is allowed here Beef cattle, but the quantity is always limited. The beef in Kyoto can be sold for 110 ren per catty, so the supply will always exceed the demand.

Would that restaurant be willing to spend such a large amount of money to put on a show?
I haven't seen each other in two years, and there is no ambiguity on the eleventh day. He ordered every dish that Xiao Er said was good.

At first, Eleven and Twelve ate pretty well, especially after cooking mutton slices, they nodded repeatedly.

But the more he ate, the more he felt strange, but Shen Wenchen stopped after only taking two bites.

The soup in this hot pot has no other taste except salty and spicy.

Even the prickly ash on the top layer didn't have the slightest hint of prickly ash.

Seeing him not moving his chopsticks, Twelve was curious: "Brother Shen, why don't you eat?"

"I'm eating." Shen Wenchen shook his head, after all, it was his brother who helped him clean up the dust, and he couldn't refute his face.

Although the taste is mediocre, it's eleven's intentions.

After all, he himself can at best cook porridge and fried rice.

"Forget it, forget it, don't eat it, the taste here is too bad." Eleven was the first one who couldn't eat it. Thinking of how good he had heard it was, he brought Twelve and Brother Shen over here.

The result was really disappointing.

They are martial arts practitioners, so their taste is naturally stronger, if they eat too little, they will not be able to exert their strength at all.

Twelve and Shen Wenchen didn't say anything either, since Eleven said to go, then let's go, it's not a good thing to lose yourself.

The three of them were about to leave to check out, but they heard a burst of laughter from the box next door.

"It's really three mud-legged, ignorant things."

(End of this chapter)