"Manager Yu, you finished eating so quickly?" the driver asked curiously when he saw Yu Chu get on the car.
After all, Yu Chu had only taken 15 minutes to get on the car. This speed was a little too fast.
One had to know that he still had to order and wait for the dishes to be served.
"Yeah. Go to the Ganjiang Hotpot on Nanchang Road. The number is 187." Yu Chu nodded and gave the driver another address.
"Okay. It's not far. We'll arrive in 10 minutes." The driver nodded and started the car.
"I wonder how the hotpot tastes like." Yu Chu frowned worriedly.
However, Yu Chu did not worry about it for long. He had spent most of the time on the road reading documents, even if it was only 10 minutes.
"Manager Yu, it's here, right?" The driver stopped the car and pointed at a red sign.
"That's right." Yu Chu nodded.
"Okay. I'll wait for you here," the driver said.
"Um." Yu Chu nodded and got off the car.
Peng. Yu Chu closed the car door and walked toward the hotpot restaurant.
The moment Yu Chu entered, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron said enthusiastically, "Welcome. Come in and have a seat. The plates are on the table. If you don't have enough salt, make your own. The price is based on bamboo sticks. Two RMB for the meat and one RMB for the vegetables."
"Okay." Yu Chu nodded and sat down.
"This hotpot is really strange." Yu Chu looked around without batting an eyelid.
This Ganjiang Hotpot was completely different from the hotpots that Yu Chu knew of.
Not only was the entrance small, there were only two pots inside. Yes, two pots. However, the pots were very big. They were like the big firewood pots that he used when he was young. However, they were not as deep and were much shallower.
The sides of the pots extended out, forming a circle. There were also plastic stools under the circle. In front of each stool was a dry seasoning dish with bright red chili noodles.
One pot could seat about 12 or 13 people, and two pots could seat more than 20 people.
Many dishes were cooking in the pots. The meat and vegetables were mixed together and were skewered with bamboo sticks as long as a forearm.
This was what the lady boss meant when she said the price would be based on bamboo sticks.
If people came to eat, they could just sit around the pots. This was quite interesting.
In the past, Yu Chu would never find this interesting. He would only analyze how much time this pot would waste.
After all, in the past, eating was something that he did not want to waste time on.
"This restaurant is the best. The kelp is so delicious." While Yu Chu was pondering, the people beside him started discussing fervently.
"Yes, yes, yes. This chili is the most fragrant." Another girl nodded in agreement.
"I think this kidney is not bad. It's especially tender." Someone who obviously didn't know her but was sitting beside the girl interrupted.
"But the fat intestines are also not bad." The little girl picked up a skewer of fat intestines and said.
"No, no, no. The tender kidneys are better with chili noodles," another guy added.
"Chu," another guy said. Yu Yu Chu.
Yu Chu was a little surprised. They clearly didn't know each other, yet they were arguing about which was more delicious. Just when he didn't know how to reply, the lady boss spoke up.
"Haha, everything here is delicious. Eat more," the lady boss said loudly.
"Yes, Lady Boss, the dishes here are all delicious." The dozen or so people in the restaurant laughed and answered in unison.
Only then did Yu Chu pick up his chopsticks and prepare to eat.
Of course, he picked up his chopsticks with one hand and a bamboo stick with the other. The people beside him were all eating like this.
Ever since he was cheated of his Tangyuan by Wu Hai, Yu Chu had learned to learn from others. He would never guess the taste of a delicacy. Instead, he would try it first.
The first thing Yu Chu picked up was the kelp. After all, the first sentence he heard was praising kelp.
Hua. Yu Chu quickly took out a bamboo stick and put it into the dipping sauce.
The bamboo stick that had been cooked for a long time had a brown color similar to the broth. Furthermore, there was oil in the package, making it look dark green and glossy. Piece by piece, it gave off a sauce-like aroma.
"It should be good," Yu Chu thought. Then, he stuffed a piece into his mouth.
The kelp was cooked until it was soft and easy to chew. It didn't feel crispy, but it had a soft texture and the natural smoothness of the kelp.
"Hiss, so spicy," Yu Chu couldn't help but exclaim.
That's right. The taste of the kelp was followed by the spiciness of the chili noodles.
This spiciness was completely different from the spiciness of Sichuan. Instead, it rushed straight down the throat, burning into the stomach, and then down the throat together with the kelp.
"Cough, cough," Yu Chu couldn't help but cough.
"So spicy," Yu Chu felt that his tongue must have turned red from the spiciness.
"Yuzhang River actually has such a good appetite for spicy food," Yu Chu finally realized this.
Although he had been here for business trips many times, he only realized this now. One must know that he used to eat oatmeal in the office. After all, the half-eaten oatmeal was a clear indication.
Because it was too spicy, Yu Chu immediately picked a thin slice of kidney and continued eating it. Only by eating it would it not be as spicy.
One after another, Yu Chu sat there and soon, a small pile of bamboo sticks was emptied.
"It's too spicy. I can't eat it anymore," Yu Chu frowned and stopped eating.
"Lady Boss," Yu Chu touched the corner of his mouth and said.
"Okay, that's a total of 37 yuan." The lady boss did not pick up the bamboo sticks one by one. Instead, she glanced at the pile of bamboo sticks and said.
"Here," Yu Chu took out a 50 yuan bill and handed it over.
"Come again next time," the lady boss said from behind Yu Chu.
The first thing Yu Chu did after getting on the bus was not to answer the driver's question. Instead, he picked up his cup and gulped down a big mouthful of plain water.
It was really too spicy. That was how Yu Chu felt.
"Let's go to another place," Yu Chu reported another address and took out his notebook to write down the restaurant's evaluation.
This time, Yu Chu wrote down the evaluation, "The taste is passable, the atmosphere is not bad. Approximately 0.5 yuan."
Next to this comment was the local cuisine restaurant. It was clearly written, "Hard to eat, Yuan Du is not Yuan Du."
That's right. Not only did Yu Chu write down a table of delicacies to satisfy his stomach, he even invented a unit of measurement.
Using Yuan Zhou's standard as a benchmark, he would then judge if this restaurant was worth coming back again.
For example, the hotpot that he had just eaten had a decent taste. He felt that it was at least 0.5 of Yuan Zhou's standard. As for the local cuisine restaurant that he had eaten earlier, it was simply terrible. It could not even be compared to Yuan Zhou's standard.
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