The Hot Pot Man of Shancheng

This is a work dedicated to my late grandmother. As a native of Chongqing, she was forced to leave home because of her life and family. After many years of wandering around, she settled in Zigong, Sichuan. Her homesickness was like aging wine, fermenting and thickening with the passage of time, and eventually turned into deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and the occasional flash of tears. She often told me about bits and pieces of her hometown. Over time, I began to regard Chongqing as my second hometown. Many years later, I created this book to express my and my family's longing for her and let her return to her hometown as "Yan Jiufeng"!

This is the first novel I have read in Chongqing dialect. It is very true. The novel has a deep love for the Eighteen Ladders, but I have a deep love for the land of Chongqing.

It looks great, come on!

Very tastefully written (double meaning)

It's good-looking and I'm looking forward to the heroine's campus life.

A very good work

The story is consistent with the history and place names, as if I were there.

Very good, the writing is smooth, readable, and the content is interesting

Pretty good looking

The writing is smooth, natural, and good