Chapter 690 - Zero Point Five Yuan (1/2)

“Manager Yu, you’re done eating so fast?” asked the driver in doubt when Yu Chu got onto the car.

After all, it hadn’t been 15 minutes since Yu Chu got off the car. This eating speed was too fast.

After all, he still needed to order and wait for his dishes to arrive.

“Yeah. Go to the Ganjiang Hotpot at Nanchang Street. It’s unit number 187,” Yu Chu nodded and gave a new address without saying anything else.

“Ok. It’s not too far. We will reach in 10 minutes.” The driver nodded and set off.

“I wonder how will that hotpot tastes like.” Yu Chu frowned, appearing rather anxious.

However, he did not spend much time worrying. After all, he would usually read his documents whenever he was on the road, even if it was only a 10 minutes journey.

“Manager Yu, is this the place?” the driver asked while pointing at a red signboard after putting the car to a smooth stop.

“Yes.” Yu Chu nodded after leaning forward to take a look.

“OK. I will wait here,” the driver said, aware of what his job was.

“Um.” Yu Chu nodded and got off the car.

Thump. He shut the car door and walked towards the hotpot restaurant.

The moment Yu Chu entered, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron welcomed him and said, “Welcome, please take a seat. The menu will be on the table. If the food is not salty enough, you are free to add more salt. You will be billed based on the number of bamboo sticks you have later. Meat sticks will cost 2 RMB while vegetable sticks will cost 1 RMB.”

“Ok.” Yu Chu nodded and sat down.

“This hotpot restaurant is quite weird.” Yu Chu scanned the restaurant.

This Ganjiang Hotpot was different than all hotpots Yu Chu knew of.

Not only was the entrance into the restaurant narrow, there were also only two pots in the restaurant. However, the pots were very big. It resembled the huge pot Yu Chu had at his home when he was young. However, the pots here were not as deep as what he used to have.

A counter was around each of the pot, forming a circle. All around the counter, plastic stools were arranged. On each of the stools were a bowl of chili powder.

Each pot looked like it could serve about 12 or 13 customers. With two pots, this restaurant could serve more than 20 customers.

Splashing sounds could be heard as both meats and vegetables were being boiled in the pots. All of them were skewered on bamboo sticks that were about as long as a forearm.

This was what the boss meant earlier when she said that he would be billed based on the number of bamboo sticks he had later.

A customer could start eating the moment he sat down around the pot. This looked quite interesting.

In the past, Yu Chu would never think that something like this was interesting. He would only analyze how much time would be wasted to cook with this pot.

After all, eating in itself was a huge time-waster for the previous Yu Chu.

“It’s still this hotpot restaurant that has better food. This kelp tastes amazing.” While Yu Chu was immersed in his thought, the customers near him started talking.

“Um. Yeah. This chili is so fragrant,” a young woman nodded and agreed.

“I think this kidney is quite nice as well. It’s very tender,” someone else joined the conversation. This person was seated beside the young woman, yet it was clear that they did not know each other.

“The pig intestine is not bad as well,” said the young woman while picking up a stick of skewered pig intestine.

“No way. I still think the tender kidney with chili is the best,” said a different young man.

“Which one do you prefer?” someone suddenly asked Yu Chu.

Yu Chu was quite astonished by the sight of strangers debating on which is the tastier food. Just as he was thinking of what to answer, the boss spoke.

“Haha, everything here is good. Eat more,” the boss said loudly.