For Shen Meng, the child's simple thoughts were unknown to her. After delivering the soy milk to Xie Jinghao, she headed straight home. As she passed the private plot, she took a detour into the space, first entering the bathroom for a good bath, then changing into light clothes, and serving herself a pot of super spicy butter hotpot base.
Authentic Sichuan flavor, delicious without being overwhelming.
Tripe, duck intestines, marinated chicken feet, beef tendon, fatty beef, fatty lamb, shrimp paste, tribute vegetables, potato slices, dried tofu, fried rice, tofu pudding, ice cream, cocktails.... Finally, she played a beautiful piece of music, saliva dripping as Shen Meng eagerly started the hotpot.
With a table fully set, she began to heartily eat. Outside, the north wind howled, the cold was intense, but inside the space, the temperature was warm, making Shen Meng thoroughly satisfied.
