Zhang Jianmin looked at Liu Chunlai's smiling face and suddenly wanted to hit someone.

Fortunately, Feng Songtao, who was following him, spoke, "Manager Zhang, we have set our position. Now we'll be almost done."

"Yes, yes, Captain Liu, let's go now. The motorcycle is parked here with you first, no problem, right?" Zhang Jianmin said disrespectfully.

Liu Chunlai grinned, "This morning, there were a group of kids who were fucking society, with thirty or forty people. They wanted to steal our money. Look, it was just that bag, not much, about 300,000 yuan... Then, now someone here treats hot pot, and they eat black noodles and steamed buns in the public security bureau..."

When he said that, he pointed to the yard.

A huge linen bag was thrown at the door of the main hall, and the open pockets could even be seen in bundles of black unity.

When Zhang Jianmin saw the money, his eyes shone.

I almost prepared to grab the money.

But when he looked at Liu Chunlai's eyes looking at him, he couldn't help but smile embarrassedly, "I want to steal you."

"Xu Xiaotian and the others are in action. The money is still here..." Liu Chunlai looked indifferent, "If it weren't for Brother Jiu, I would be planning to snatch the money away this morning. Then, I will look for them slowly..."

Zhang Jianmin looked at Liu Chunlai with a calm expression, especially the calm expression when he said this, and his back felt cold.

This hot day!

Feng Songtao wanted to speak before, but he didn't have a chance.

Now I finally have a chance. "Captain Liu, the hot pot restaurant there is better business. Although hot pot is considered to be something that people who work hard to eat, it is not the case. In hot days, eating hot pot will make you sweat and feel healthy..."

"That's true. Sweating can cause moisture." Liu Chunlai did not hit Zhang Jianmin again.

Zhang Jianmin and the old fried dough sticks he had encountered were too easy to beat.

Not long after the reform and opening up, hot pot became a business card of the mountain city and eventually even went all over the world.

In the world where Liu Chunlai, there is a saying in the Jianghu: There is nothing that cannot be solved by a hot pot; if a hot pot cannot be solved by a hot pot, then two meals.

Liu Chunlai also likes to eat hot pot.

But he will not arrange this in a formal business situation.

I even know that there is actually a big difference between Shancheng hot pot and Rongcheng hot pot.

Although the base materials, craftsmanship, brands, etc. of hot pot across the country and even the world are all transmitted from Shancheng and Rongcheng, there are still big differences when leaving these two places.

Chaotianmen Wharf, as the largest passenger terminal in the mountain city, is fine to sail to the lower reaches of the Yangtze River when there is no internal combustion engine as power.

You must have a boatman when you move up.

The new China has been founded for a long time, and the boatman still exists.

Now, they are no longer visible.

But they left indelible traces - hot pot!

If we want to talk about the origin, this thing is in China, which can extinct internationally, with a history of at least nearly two thousand years.

During the Eastern Han Dynasty, hot pot existed.

In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's poem "Ask Liu Shijiu": Green ants, fresh wine, red mud, small stove. When the sky comes in the evening, you can drink a glass of snow without a drink? It fully proves that the Chinese people at that time have already become foodies.

But these are not hot pots from Shancheng.

The origin of Shancheng hotpot has the most widely circulated saying: this is improved and developed by the boatman in Shancheng!

Since ancient times, the road to Shu has been difficult, and it is more difficult than climbing to the blue sky.

After the Qin general Zhang Yi destroyed the Ba Kingdom and built the city of Ba County and the Chaotianmen, the convenient water transportation of the mountain city gave birth to a profession (perhaps earlier) - a boatman.

When the boat goes against the wind, the boatman needs to use a rope to pull the boat along the riverside.

The wind and cold by the river are heavy in humidity, and the boatman is poor, so he can only buy food such as butter beef internal organs.

Fry chili with butter, add pepper, ginger, garlic and other condiments that have the effect of removing cold and dehumidification, and then boil beef internal organs, which can not only eat enough, but also drive away cold and dehumidification...

Rich people added various spices to it, and gradually became a business card for the entire Bashu.

Hongya Cave was originally a common slum in the mountain city.

Most boaters live in this area.

The hot pot restaurant that Zhang Jianmin took Liu Chunlai to was not a state-owned hot pot restaurant.

After all, state-owned hot pot restaurants go to and from get off work on time.

The store is only three or four hundred meters away from Liu Chunlai and his office, and he has never been there before.

Still far away, I could smell the rich smell of hot pot.

A stilt house with black wood outside was opened on the street. The door panel was taken down during the day and opened for business. At night, the door panel was directly placed in the door frame with grooves on the upper and lower sides.

The room is not big, and there are four eight immortal tables inside, which makes it look a bit crowded.

Two tables were set up on the street, occupying almost half of the street.

Fortunately, there are not many cars walking here these days.

It was only less than six o'clock now, and several greasy tables inside and outside the house were already full.

Even the floor is covered with a lot of oil.

The middle of the table was hollowed out, filled with a coal stove. It looked like a handmade nine-grid hot pot, and the red soup in the pot was rolling.

Before I could enter the house, I felt a wave of heat coming from a distance.

Many people who eat hot pot are shirtless and sweating profusely.

"Manager Liu, come on, we just started eating..." Liu Chunlai was looking at the environment, and someone greeted him.

At first he didn't realize that Manager Liu was him.

There were three tables of people, all second-hand dealers who purchased goods from him this morning.

Seeing Liu Chunlai and others, I kept saying hello and wanted to invite Liu Chunlai to join them.

"I can't afford to invite Kemai?" Zhang Jianmin looked at the people who invited Liu Chunlai, glared at them with fierce eyes, and there was a faint threat in his voice.

They are all the offenders in this area, so everyone naturally knows Zhang Jianmin.

So I could only smile awkwardly at Liu Chunlai.

"Boss Zhang, are you here? I'll keep the location upstairs for you." A small old man in his sixties and gray hair greeted him with a warm look on his face, "Hurry, please come inside."

Then he took Liu Chunlai and a few others into the house.

The floor of the stilt house is made of wooden boards. Liu Chunlai stepped on it and found that he had some sticky feet.

Fortunately, I am already used to the sanitary environment these days.

Here, hygiene is absolutely impossible to meet the standards.

When entering the house, the heat wave is even worse than outside.

Sweat suddenly came out.

This made Liu Chunlai's sticky body feel much more comfortable.

"Most of the tables outside can be used to share tables..." Seeing Liu Chunlai staring at each table below curiously, Feng Songtao explained.

Table sharing?

Liu Chunlai was confused.

"There is no charge for hot pot base. Some people who have few people can sit at the same table and occupy a few grids to boil dishes. If the flavor in the pot tastes light, add some base..."

"Don't change the pot bottom?"
Chapter completed!