Chapter 321

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Not bad, not bad. Worthy of Boss Lu, truly thoughtful."

Zhu Chang instantly beamed, praising loudly.

He then glanced at the fragrant Xianglu Rice beside him, steaming faintly, and rubbed his hands excitedly: "Next, let me taste the flavor of my Spicy Hot Pot Rice Soaked!"

Zhu Chang picked up his spoon, eager to try, preparing to ladle soup from the pot and pour it over the rice.

Meanwhile, Ma Wenliang and the colleague who came with him, carrying their soup noodles, walked over and sat down at the table next to Zhu Chang.

One look at the pot base in Zhu Chang's pot, red and gleaming, and Ma Wenliang's gaze was instantly drawn.

Goodness, this hot pot base looks this red.

Just from the color you can imagine how spicy this base must be.

"Zhu Chang, you're really planning to eat rice soaked in this hot pot soup?"

Ma Wenliang stared at the hot pot in front of Zhu Chang, his tone full of disbelief.

He used to love spicy food too.

But ever since he went to Tong'an Hospital last month and had hemorrhoid surgery, he started avoiding spicy things.

Although he really wanted to eat the Explosive Spicy Fried Noodles at Lu Feng's shop.

But whenever he thought of the kind smile on the face of the proctology doctor at Tong'an Hospital, he never managed to steel himself to try.

Originally he was still quite interested in the Spicy Hot Pot, but seeing the real thing now, he felt a bit timid.

Damn it!

If it weren't for worrying about the hemorrhoids flaring up, I'd really want to taste this Spicy Hot Pot!

"That's right! Isn't my idea brilliant? This is a new way to eat hot pot I just came up with!"

Zhu Chang picked up his spoon, stirred the red soup in the pot, and said with a smug face.

The spicy, numbing, fragrant aroma of the hot pot drifted toward Ma Wenliang; he subconsciously wanted to dodge.

But that smell was too enticing, making his body involuntarily lean a little closer to Zhu Chang.

"There really are all kinds of birds in a big forest... I've lived this long, seen vegetable soup over rice, meat juice over rice, even eaten tea over rice, but your Spicy Hot Pot Rice Soaked — this is the first time I've ever seen it."

Ma Wenliang took a few deep breaths of the hot pot aroma and exclaimed with some wonder.

"So this is my unique discovery, don't you think it's creative? Who knows, this eating method might start trending from Boss Lu's shop today!"

Regarding Ma Wenliang's exclamation, Zhu Chang took it as praise for himself.

"Say, eating like that, aren't you afraid of burning both ends?"

Ma Wenliang looked at the bright red hot pot soup, feeling he could sense the chili's punch from half a meter away, and couldn't help saying with the air of someone who's been there: "You'd better be careful. One pot of that down the hatch, and tomorrow your chrysanthemum might be wrecked. I... pfft, my friend has firsthand experience!"

"What's there to fear!"

Zhu Chang waved his hand dismissively, saying proudly: "Chili peppers, I've eaten since childhood. Turkey Noodles, Ghost Pepper Noodles — I'm not afraid of them. This level of spice is nothing to me!"

"Alright, you're impressive. Worthy of a veteran foodie on our Food Street."

Ma Wenliang said with a tone half teasing, half envious.

He really wanted to force himself not to look at Zhu Chang's side.

But the aroma of the Spicy Hot Pot drifting from there was too tempting, and that bright red soup juice looked too appetizing.

His gaze was locked on, and he even forgot to eat the Mushroom Stewed Chicken Noodles in front of him.

Zhu Chang was very satisfied with the title "veteran foodie" and immediately started busy.

He first loosened the Xianglu Rice in the bowl; the rice grains glistened with oily sheen, giving off a faint chive fragrance.

Then he picked up the spoon, carefully ladling several spoonfuls of red soup from the hot pot, pouring them directly into the rice.

The bright red spicy soup hit the white rice and instantly bloomed, as if coating the rice in a red-oil jacket.

The white rice splashed with red soup base, the color contrast exceptionally vivid.

This color looks both stimulating and appetite-whetting.

Ma Wenliang at the next table watched Zhu Chang's movements without blinking, saliva secreting wildly in his mouth.

Zhu Chang's bowl of red rice — just from the color you know it'll be spicy.

But this color looks too appetizing, making one unable to resist wanting a spoonful to taste.

This pairing... has some interest.

After submerging the rice in hot pot broth, Zhu Chang stirred a few times with the spoon.

The rice grains soaked up the bright red hot pot soup, each grain coated in a layer of glossy red oil.

Zhu Chang scooped a full spoonful of rice, opened wide, "ah—" and ate it in one mouthful.

"Hiss— so spicy!"

The moment the rice entered his mouth, Zhu Chang felt a refreshing, mind-clearing spiciness hit his tongue tip, couldn't help sucking in a breath of cold air.

This spiciness, eating it rivals Lu Feng's Explosive Spicy Fried Noodles.

His mouth felt like a burning flame licking his tongue, from tip all the way to root.

That scorching sensation made fine beads of sweat quickly seep out on Zhu Chang's forehead.

However, this spicy punch didn't last long.

With the chewing of teeth, the rice's own fragrance gradually emerged.

The unique fresh fragrance of Xianglu Rice slowly neutralized the spiciness in his mouth.

Like a cool breeze brushing over a tongue scorched hot, it made his whole body feel refreshed.

The rice grains soaked up the spicy broth, tasting spicy with the fragrance of rice.

These two flavors merged perfectly in his mouth, not clashing at all.

Zhu Chang's originally furrowed brows slowly relaxed, his eyes grew brighter, and his chewing speed involuntarily quickened considerably.

Who would have thought that after pouring spicy hot pot broth over Xianglu Rice, the flavor would taste even more fragrant than before!

"Awesome! So awesome!"

Zhu Chang swallowed the rice in his mouth, his voice full of a thoroughly satisfying feeling.

Sweat beads still oozed from his forehead, but he didn't care at all, picked up the spoon, scooped another spoonful, and put it into his mouth.

This time the taste was slightly different from before.

Besides the familiar spiciness, his tongue also had a faint tingling numbness.

This tingling made his tongue slightly dull, and the spiciness seemed to decrease a bit.

Afterwards, the fragrance of the rice stood out again, occupying the entire mouth.

This time's taste had more layers than the first bite.

The spicy broth of Spicy Hot Pot did not steal the flavor of the rice.

The rice, originally somewhat bland, was set off by the spiciness and actually tasted even more delicious.

"How's the taste? Tell us!"

Ma Wenliang had just taken a few bites of noodle soup, and seeing Zhu Common eat like a whirlwind sweeping away clouds, he couldn't help but stop his chopsticks.

He stared at the rice in Zhu Chang's bowl that was almost at the bottom, and the saliva in his mouth uncontrollably welled up again.

Zhu Chang picked up the tissue on the table and wiped the sweat on his forehead, smiling with a face full of pride.

"Perfect! I dare say this taste, you absolutely have never tasted it before. I am indeed a food genius! This taste is far more fragrant than simply eating hot pot or simply eating rice!"