Tongguoshabu is not a specialty of the Northeast. It is found in many places in the north. Each place has its own way of eating it, but it is generally eaten authentically by people in the old capital. After all, there are no roads in the capital, so it is all authentic.

Northeastern copper pot shabu also has its own way of eating.

Sauerkraut base, top with a layer of pork belly, a layer of pork ribs, a layer of pork belly...

Zhang Mingyang first heard about copper pot hot pot in a TV series. The actors poured a large plate of mutton into it, mixed it with sesame sauce and ate it together.

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Later, a few restaurants were opened in Linjiang, but the taste was mediocre and could not be tasted as authentic as the people in the capital.

The copper pot shabu-shabu in front of him now has only two similarities with the TV series. It uses a copper pot and the dipping sauce is sesame paste.

The soup was boiling, and his mother-in-law took the initiative to help him pick up the vegetables.

"Yangyang, eat more. This kind of fat and thin ones is the most delicious. If it's not enough, let's add more."

One piece of pork belly, two pieces of pork belly...

"Auntie, that's enough, that's enough. I can do it myself." If Zhang Mingyang doesn't stop him, the pork belly on the plate will pile up into a mountain.

"Want to drink?" Xia Ling, who had been silent since the ordering stage, finally spoke.

Now Zhang Mingyang was faced with two choices: agree happily or refuse.

But he couldn't tell yet whether this was the "wine reflects character" after "car quality reflects character" or whether he wanted to test whether he had any drinking habits.

Fortunately, Xia Ling didn't give him a chance to hesitate.

"Boss, please serve two cups of white wine."

Liu Zhujun on the side once again defended Zhang Mingyang: "We are still children, so we can drink whatever we want. Boss, there is no need to drink this wine."

She spoke relatively late, and before she had time to stop her, two glasses of white wine were already brought to the table.

"It's okay, just leave it here."

The boss obviously liked Xia Ling's suggestion better. He put down his drink with a smile and left quickly, for fear that they would regret it again.

"If you want to drink it, drink it yourself." Liu Zhujun rolled his eyes at her husband and said angrily.

During the stalemate, Xia Xingruo took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and put it in front of his junior.

"Let dad drink less. Yangyang can drink a little."

This sentence sounded like he was caring about his old father, but Zhang Mingyang accidentally caught a glimpse of Sister Ruoruo's mouth curling up a little, as if she was gloating about her misfortune. She had this expression every time she wanted to play a prank.

Zhang Mingyang had no choice but to drink his father-in-law to the ground when they first met. Isn't this too disrespectful?

"Your dad doesn't care about this. He only knows how to drink in one day." Liu Zhujun didn't save any face for her husband. After finishing speaking, she continued to pick up food for Zhang Mingyang: "Yangyang, you eat more first, drink as much as you can, and leave the rest

It doesn’t matter if you go down.”

As she spoke, she glared at her daughter, but Xia Xingruo just lowered her head to eat the food without even looking at her.

Zhang Mingyang picked up the wine glass. He could now understand that this was probably Xia Ling's second test of character. He had long heard that northerners seemed to care about this.

He first stood up, said some formal remarks, and offered the first glass of wine respectfully.

Liu Zhujun quickly asked him to sit down, saying that he was a member of the family and there was no need to be so formal.

Xia Ling took a sip from the wine glass and then drank no more, silently observing her daughter's boyfriend across from her.

This shop is not big, it is a family workshop, but the taste is very good. Xia Ling comes here often, and the boss knows him. He didn't ask when the wine was first served, and just got the high-strength white wine.

In his opinion, his daughter doesn't know how to drink. She probably saw her boyfriend drinking several times outside, so she felt that she could outdrink him and give him a showdown.

My beloved daughter, Mo Ruofu, not only did Zhang Mingyang understand the little chuckle just now, but he also understood it.

He waited quietly, waiting for Zhang Mingyang to make a fool of himself because he couldn't stand the strong alcohol.

But the imagined scene did not happen.

He watched helplessly as Zhang Mingyang's wine glass went down a little, and he sat back on the chair as if nothing happened.

Don't forget to say to him when you're done: "Uncle, just drink slowly."

The plain words of concern sounded like sarcasm in Xia Ling's ears, as if she was saying: "Young man, turn off the light, you only have this much drinking capacity? How dare you drink with me like this."

Damn it, I can't cure you little brat.

Well, alcohol always makes people lose their minds easily.

Zhang Mingyang was very restrained. Except for the initial toast, he never took the initiative to raise his glass again. It was Xia Ling who asked him to drink.

Seeing my father-in-law's face getting redder and redder, I reminded him every time to drink slowly, but his persuasion was ineffective. After that, he drank even more vigorously.

It wasn't until he wanted to order a fourth glass of wine that he restrained himself after being scolded by Mr. Liu Zhu.

While Zhang Mingyang went out to use the bathroom, she tapped Xia Ling on the shoulder: "Are you acting like an elder? Why are you so angry with the child? I am young and can digest it no matter how much I drink, but you can't."

Look how old you are, do you think you are twenty years old? I won’t take care of you if you drink too much."

Liu Zhujun blamed her husband, but he held a tissue in his hand to help Xia Ling wipe away the soup dripping on her clothes.

"And you, don't snicker there." She said about her daughter again: "How can any woman take the initiative to serve her man a drink? Is there anyone like you who can be a girlfriend?"

Xia Xingruo didn't refute, but just smiled at her mother, showing that she was innocent.

When Zhang Mingyang came back, Liu Zhujun immediately returned to smiling: "Yangyang, are you full? Do you want to add more?"

He quickly refused, saying that he had eaten very well and there was no need to add more.

If he added more, he wouldn't vomit after drinking, but vomiting after eating. After eating so much pork belly, he still feels like there is a layer of oil on his throat.

A few people cleaned up the rest of the pot, drank some more tea, and then stood up to leave.

The moment Xia Ling stood up, his body shook, and Zhang Mingyang quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Uncle, please slow down."

Xia Ling looked up. Zhang Mingyang looked like a normal person. If he hadn't seen him take away the wine glass with his own eyes, he would have suspected that the boy just drank water.

He wants to cry but has no tears. This script is wrong!

At the entrance of the hotel, when Liu Zhujun took out her wallet and wanted to pay, she was told that the bill had already been purchased. She immediately understood that Zhang Mingyang was not going to the toilet just now.

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Zhang Mingyang stretched out his hand to stop Liu Zhujun and said, "Auntie, we met unexpectedly. You see, I didn't prepare any gifts. I should treat you to this meal. Please give me a chance."

If nothing happened tonight, he would have made an appointment with Sister Ruoruo to buy gifts the day after tomorrow.

"You came all the way here, how can I treat you?" Liu Zhujun refused, she still wanted to pay.

At this time, it was Xia Xingruo's turn to appear. She held Liu Zhujun in one arm and Xia Ling in the other: "Okay, the orders have been purchased, so don't insist on it. There will be many opportunities to treat us to delicious food in the future."

"Hey, you girl."

When he returned to the car from the hotel, Zhang Mingyang was still thinking about who would drive and whether he should find a substitute driver. When the door of the black Audi opened, a young man got out of the driver's seat and took the initiative to help Xia Ling.

He looked at the time and saw that the car had been on fire. He must have been waiting early in the morning. Being a driver for a leader is not easy.

"Auntie, you can go home directly." Zhang Mingyang said, "I can just take a taxi back to the hotel. I will send my luggage there tomorrow."

He is very self-aware. Although the two elders have temporarily acknowledged his relationship with Sister Ruoruo, it does not mean that he can still blatantly live with his daughter.

"Oh, what kind of hotel are you staying in?" Liu Zhujun grabbed Zhang Mingyang's sleeve and tried to pull him into the car: "Let's go to the hotel to pick up our luggage and check out, and go home tonight."

As soon as these words came out, not only Zhang Mingyang was stunned, but even Xia Xingruo was also stunned.

But soon, she came back to her senses, with unconcealable joy in her voice: "No need to send us there, my dad has to go back and lie down quickly. We will go to the hotel to pick up our luggage and go home."

Xia Xingruo was originally worried that she couldn't stay with her junior classmate tonight, but she didn't expect the surprise to come so quickly.

Liu Zhujun thought about it for a moment and agreed to her daughter's suggestion. She also wanted to go back and tidy up the house first to welcome Zhang Mingyang's arrival.

"Then you go and come back quickly." After telling him, Mr. Liu Zhu got in the car and left.

"Haha, how about it, you finally fell into my territory." Xia Xingruo pulled the junior's collar and looked at him with a smile.

Not only was there a near miss tonight, there was even an unexpected gain. She didn't expect that she could take Zhang Mingyang home so easily.

"Then I am a wolf in the sheep's mouth tonight." Zhang Mingyang lowered his head and wanted to pick from the ruddy spot, but the "little sheep" took the initiative to put himself in the mouth of the "gray wolf".

"No, your mouth smells like alcohol." Xia Xingruo turned her head to avoid it.

Zhang Mingyang thought about it. He drank a lot of wine tonight, and he was highly alcoholic. He would probably get drunk if he kissed her.

Just when he was about to get up and take sister Ruoruo away, he suddenly felt his collar being pulled again. He lowered his head in cooperation to welcome the small piece of softness.

Their lips parted, but Xia Xingruo still didn't let go of his junior.

It seemed that the sip was really intoxicating, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and the street lights were shining brightly in her eyes. If she looked closely, she could see that they were all young people.

"But I don't mind it."

After teasing, Xia Xingruo ran away immediately. She waved behind her and said what she had wanted to say for a long time: "Let's go, go home!"

Tongguoshabu is not far from the hotel, so the two hungry people chose to walk back.

On the way, Zhang Mingyang asked questions about tonight.

Why does Liu Zhujun seem to like him very much, even though he clearly hasn't done anything.
To be continued...