My Sister is Very Obsessive

Originally, I wanted to take the elevator of the shopping mall to the top floor, but because there were too many people, we took the escalator and went up to the seventh floor one by one.

Unlike the last time I came here, this time I didn't talk about it at night, and there were obviously a lot more people. The passers-by who came and went had at least one drink in their hands, and most of them were a man and a woman walking hand in hand.

"How is this Shuxiangyuan?"

Xia Xiaoman stood at the door of a hot pot restaurant.

I looked up and saw that although the words on the store sign seemed elegant, they were not written by some famous artist, but were synthesized by an advertising company through a computer.

The storefront decoration is mostly made of glass, which has two advantages. One is to enhance the lighting conditions, which can give people a stronger sense of brightness and cleanliness, and the other is to make the narrow storefront look more spacious.

As we all know, Chuanzhong and Chongshan are more famous for hot pot, and Chuanzhong and Chongshan are quite different (I mean traditionally).

Most of the hot pot in Sichuan is made of clear oil as the bottom of the pot. Such hot pot is more fragrant when boiled, and it is not as dry as Chongshan hot pot.

In order to dispel the fire, some shops also add traditional Chinese medicine to the bottom of the pot, which is very suitable for people who do not like spicy food, so it was first recognized in other places.

And Chongshan hot pot is not the case, there is a big difference in the bottom of the pot.

Chongshan hot pot mostly uses butter as the bottom of the pot. The butter has a strong taste and can absorb the taste of other stir-fries very well. When it is boiled, it can stick to the food. It tastes straight to the point. Just like Chongshan people's upright and forthright personality.

When I eat hot pot, I prefer coal stove copper pot, red soup with butter, but obviously such conditions are not harsh for an international metropolis like Canghai City, but for a shopping center like University City, it is more harsh.

"Okay, I don't care."

With a slight smile, we walked into the store.

A young waiter with a white apron around his waist came up enthusiastically,

"how many?"

"Two!" Xia Xiaoman smiled and gestured to a scissor hand.

"Would you mind sitting at the high table?"

"By the window!"

This is what I said. As long as I eat out, I tend to sit by the window. I don't even know when I formed this habit.

The waiter pondered a little,

"Okay, this way please!"

He then ushered us to a window seat.

The table top is made of transparent tempered glass, an induction cooker is inlaid in the center of the table, the whole seat is made of solid wood, and the cushion looks like leather, but I don't know if it's true or not.

Xia Xiaoman happily "threw" himself on the seat, and then looked curiously at the black window where only three or two colored spots could be seen.

I put the military training uniform in my hand on the seat, and then sat down myself.

"Do you want red soup or clear soup?"

The waiter had a standard smile.

"Clear soup!"

I thought about it. When I was in the classroom before, she seemed to have said that she didn't like spicy food very much.

"No, I want red soup, the perverted spicy one?"

After realizing that he couldn't see anything, Xia Xiaoman turned around and shouted loudly.

I frowned slightly,

"Didn't you say before that you don't like spicy food?"

"I lied to Liu Xiang. You know, he is from southern Hunan. If I say I eat spicy food, who knows if he will pester me and talk to me about pepper for a long time."

When she answered this question, her face was full of course, and she seemed unapologetic about having "deceived" a "passionate" male classmate as soon as school started.

"Is there a mandarin duck pot?"

I was really speechless about Xia Xiaoman, so I continued to lead the conversation back to ordering.

"some!"

"Okay, let's have a mandarin duck pot."

In general, I try to avoid eating too spicy as much as possible.

"The red soup must be abnormally spicy!" Xia Xiaoman added quickly.

The waiter's expression was dumbfounded. He lowered his head to record and said casually, "It's the first time I've seen a couple with such a big difference in taste."

"We are not a couple!"

As soon as his voice fell, I immediately retorted.

"Who wants to be a couple with you."

Xia Xiaoman glared at me angrily, his face flushed to the base of his ears.

I thought she was angry, so I didn't say much, but pushed the menu in front of her, meaning to order whatever she wanted.

Xia Xiaoman glared at me for a while, and then opened the menu in a hurry.

"Do you eat hairy belly?"

"Eat!"

"No."

…

"Do you eat duck intestines?"

"Eat!"

"No."

…

"Do you eat carrots?"

"Don't eat."

"A radish."

…

About the third time I had this kind of answer, I knew that it was a girl's little eye attack.

This is not a big deal, and my sister often makes trouble for no reason. Of course, she has good reasons.

So, as she continued to ask,

"Do you eat duck blood?"

"Don't eat."

"A piece of duck blood."

"Do you eat fish skin?"

"Don't eat."

"A fish skin."

"What about the old meat?"

"don't want."

…

She suddenly raised her head and looked at me suspiciously...

Also in the third time, she understood how to deal with me, so she glared at me fiercely, and stopped asking me, but directly took the brush to tick the menu. After a few moments, he handed it to the waiter who was standing aside with a smile on his face.

"That's all for the dishes, let's have another pot of buckwheat tea."

"Okay, you two, please wait a moment."

The waiter brother left with the order, and only left us to sit opposite each other. Because of what happened just now, the atmosphere between us seemed a little awkward.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

The opposite Xia Xiaoman asked suddenly.

"No, what's the problem?"

I can't understand her.

"Then have you talked about your girlfriend?"

"You don't like me, do you?"

This time, I feel good about myself. Through her series of questions, I can't help but think in the direction that she likes me.

"Cut!" Xia Xiaomanqiao blushed and spat softly, "Your self-feeling is too good, really, we only officially met this morning, okay? I look like that A brain-dead **** who is tempted by a boy who has only met for a while?"

I shook my head,

"you are not."

"You're acquainted!" Xia Xiaoman raised his head proudly, and then continued to despise me, "So, a person like you deserves to have no girlfriend."

The brain circuit of girls is really difficult to understand. This is the most intuitive feeling I have at the moment.

After a while, the soup pot was brought up, and the red oil covered the entire pot surface.

"Could it be wrong, I ordered the mandarin duck pot."

"Your girlfriend quietly changed!"

The waitress answered me with a smile.

"I'm not his girlfriend, how could he have a girlfriend like this wood." Xia Xiaoman replied very proudly, and then raised his head with a look of contempt on my face, "I changed it, eat it in clear soup hot pot. It's boring."

I opened my mouth, and finally realized that I didn't know what to say, so I smiled and shook my head, not intending to continue to struggle.

"Please bring me a glass of plain water."

Now that the soup pot has been adjusted, I have no intention of asking the waiter to change it. I just asked him for a glass of plain water. If it is too spicy later, I will rinse it.

In fact, I just don't like spicy food. If I really want to eat it, I can eat it.