Start eating broadcast tonight

"You, such a big person, I don't know how warm you wear." Lin Jian was working tirelessly like a grandmother: "Look at the cold hands, how bad is it that your hands are frozen? Do you know how low the temperature is now at night? Do you don't wear a coat when you go out? Your suit is not good, even the wool is very thin, I can't stand those people wearing thin double-sided sides and it looks warm. The thickness of the paper is the same, even the down jacket is cold, too thin!"

Lin Jian was chattering in the car, and while talking, he was still warming his hands with Yan Jingchen. Yan Jingchen wanted to laugh. He was only 16 years old, no, he was 17 after the Chinese New Year. He was so young, but he said something like an old lady. It was so interesting and tight.

"Hey, why is the car parked here? Don't go home?"

Lin Jian looked outside, as if he was a private chef. He wasn't he going home?

"It's too cold, I want to eat something to warm up." Yan Jingchen's face did not change. In fact, he was just afraid that the little girl wouldn't eat well. After all, that kind of place was full of enemies, so how could he be able to eat with peace of mind?

"Okay, go with you!" Lin Jian looked serious with me, and got out of the car and said, "What should I do with Da Qiangzi? My dear grandson may be hungry."

"After ordering, let the store pack some and send them."

“Okay.”

Lin Jian pulled Yan Jingchen's hand into it: "I just warmed up for you, don't be frozen."

"Um."

Yan Jingchen smiled and held his small hand tightly with his backhand, allowing her to lead him in.

This private kitchen specializes in making sheep scorpion hotpot. The pots used are all very particular old pots. On cold winter nights, the people who eat are full of people, and you can feel the heat waves coming when you enter the house. The hotpot on each table is steamed with hot steam, and the fragrance of sheep scorpion is coming.

Lin Jian's saliva flowed down on the spot. She had never eaten hot pot in her previous life. She still ate it in the mountains in this life. Whenever the door was closed with heavy snow, Kunyu Temple would start cooking hot pot. During the day, Taoist priests flew over the eaves and walls and stepped on the snow-covered ice-breaking fishing. They were placed in a basket of fresh vegetables, and beef, mutton, and pork were sent by believers. The hot pot was set up and the fire was burning. Everyone gathered together to eat hot pot, which was basically the same as the lively place here.

Licking the corner of her mouth, Lin Jian looked at the menu, and made a heavy stroke on the frozen tofu, and then looked at Yan Jingchen. This guy was still looking at her, so she could only hand over the menu: "Okay, you order first."

"No, I will eat whatever you order."

Lin Jian smiled and said that he was waiting for this sentence. The eldest grandson of the Yan family was so heartwarming and good at observing his expressions.

So Lin Jian opened it directly, sheep scorpion hotpot, sheep scorpion is a must-have, just order the rest of the things she likes, such as fish, shrimp balls, wide powder duck blood, fat sheep, fat beef, Chinese cabbage, and all, in a short while, I ordered a lot of classics.

When he called the waiter, Yan Jingchen said, "I'll send it to this address if I'll give it to you."

Lin Jian nodded with satisfaction, yes, this child is really good, and he still remembers her good grandson.

When the hot pot was delivered to Lin Qiang, Lin Qiang was still confused. The hot pot... Yan Jingchen actually took his aunt to eat the scorpion...??

He said why he hasn't come back yet, but this pot of sheep and scorpion looks quite fragrant.

Lin Qiang drooled, and then decided to start eating tonight with a slap in his thigh!
Chapter completed!