Chongqing is a city wrapped in fireworks, with teahouses, mahjong, hot pot and forgotten old times. I want to write a postcard anytime and anywhere and send it to places far away or in my heart that I can't go to.
There are hot pot restaurants in the bar streets, in residential buildings, and at the entrance of the park. It is better to say that it is a city swallowed up by hot pots, but it is better to say that the city is boiling with hot pots. Everyone is busy in this wonderful city, just like the chili peppers, spices, and butter in the hot pot seasoning jars, which will burst out wonderful emotions in the boiling broth at any time.
The hot pot restaurant is a hot pot restaurant located at the end of the bar street. There is nothing special about it, just like its name, which does not resemble the name of the store. There is only a huge candlestick in the store. Every day, someone lights a candle on the candlestick and sings a song. The hot pot restaurant The boss was really lazy, so he didn't swipe the candle. The huge red candle was like a small city locking up the singer behind him. Some said that person was the boss, some said that the boss went abroad, but most people said that the boss was not the young man at the bar who gave the hot pot ingredients. But who will find out? It's just that there's no need to be so serious about eating.
Come, sit down and have hot pot, yes, just you and me.
Purpose: If you don't do something, you won't be single.