The Long-awaited Mr Han

Not only did Lu Man feel dissatisfied with her marital life, but she felt that with her marital life, her life was more fulfilling.

The most important thing is that only her husband is in her eyes, so she can't receive other men's signals.

The last one is what makes Han Zhuo Li most happy.

Han Zhuo rubbed Lu Man hard.

Lu Man was suddenly picked up by him, and when he turned around, he felt that the surrounding scenery was turning.

A few seconds later, she was placed on the desk behind him by Han Zhuoli.

Han Zhuoli stretched her arms on the desks on both sides of her, trapping her.

"What do you want to eat at night?" Han Zhuoli asked with a low voice.

All the unpleasantness just now is put aside.

But with his expression, Lu Man felt more like saying, "I want to eat you tonight."

"Would you like to eat hot pot?" Lu Man asked. "It's so uncomfortable to eat western food here. It's so uncomfortable."

Now Lu Man misses Chinese food very much.

What kind of hot and sour powder, hot pot dumplings, ramen, small barbecue, snail powder, even Laotan pickled beef noodles and Laoganma think about it.

But the Chinese food here is really not good.

In order to cater to the taste of local people, the taste has nothing to do with Chinese food.

There are only a few dishes.

Zuo Zongtang chicken is even a dish that I have never heard of in China, and it is completely out of her taste.

So now, Lu Man really misses the domestic taste.

"Okay." Han Zhuo smiled and answered.

He packed up the documents and led the way to eat hot pot.

When it comes to hot pot, I have to say that Yanbeicheng is a foodie.

Because I love Chongqing hot pot, I opened a hot pot restaurant directly in China.

So the chain mode was opened uncontrollably.

Then opened the hot pot restaurant overseas.

In the words of Yanbei City, it is to make all the compatriots overseas have the authentic taste of their hometown.

Therefore, even if the hot pot restaurant is opened overseas, it does not intend to cater to local tastes and make the slightest change.

Yanbeicheng ’s original words were: “I ’m for the Chinese. Other people do n’t eat it if they ’re not used to it. Why do they wrong the stomach of our fellow citizens?

So no matter where, Yanbei City's hot pot restaurant is super authentic.

Although in some places, the business is not so good, but Yan Beicheng said: "Brother can afford it."

Han Zhuoli and Lu Man went to Yanbei City, a hot pot restaurant in New York.

The two ordered the classic mandarin duck pot.

Although Lu Man loves to eat spicy food, she puts the vegetables in the red oil pot, she really can't stand it, and the food will become very spicy.

Lu Man took a piece of slippery beef from the red oil pan and put it in his mouth. The fresh and thick spicy fragrance spread in the mouth and filled the whole mouth.

Finally, I could taste the taste of my hometown, and Lu Man was almost moved to cry.

Lu Man couldn't help but closed his eyes and smiled.

"It's delicious!" Lu Man said contentedly. "I really want to thank Yanbei City for opening an authentic hot pot restaurant here."

"Why don't you thank me for bringing you hot pot?" Han Zhuo jealous.

"You are my husband, shouldn't you feed me?" Lu Man said for granted.

Han Zhuoli thought it right.

I only thanked him after seeing Yanbeicheng.

With such a thought, Han Zhuoli feels very good.

The two talked and laughed, satisfied with this authentic hometown dish.