"Boss, I have guests from China. Can you make authentic Sichuan hotpot?"
Zhong Renlong, panting, entered the shop and didn't hesitate to show his police badge and asked.
As he expected, Ni Cha was taking Jiang Yuan's dinner request very seriously, so it was left to him to handle.
In the end, it was still Zhong Renlong who ran around looking for spicy hotpot.
Fortunately, in Dama, there are plenty of hotpot restaurants, even if you discount those that have adapted their flavors to local tastes, there are still some authentic Chinese hotpots to choose from.
In such scenarios, Zhong Renlong became even pickier and used his police badge to press on without hesitation.
The owner of the hotpot restaurant felt somewhat innocent, and even slightly reluctant to serve him, quickly saying, "I don't know where your friend is from; I'm not sure if they prefer the taste of the mountain city or the plains."
