The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Role Strikes Back

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The dishes were served quickly, and soon a tall and strong man came up carrying a large pot.
    The proprietress who had just followed him worked very well together. One of them carried the food while the other opened the lid in the middle of the table.

    One put the pot on the stove, the other lit the fire, and then quickly put the lid on. While he was doing that, a fragrant aroma wafted out from the gap in the lid, making everyone drool.

    Only then did Zhou Yu and the others notice that there was a groove under the lid, which looked like it was specially made for placing the pot.

    When the pot was ready, the lady boss smiled and said, "It will be ready after a while, just wait!"

    After Zhou Yu thanked the proprietress with a smile, she left. Everyone at the table was stunned. It was the first time they had seen such a thing.

    I have only seen hotpot before, but I have never eaten it. However, hotpot does not look like this! This thing looks so strange.

    Deng Zhigao was still immersed in the man's physique and said enviously, "I wish I were as tall and strong as him. He's so handsome!"

    That physique and muscles are hard to find among Southerners.

    Gu Ye is quite tall and strong, but it doesn't look noticeable. Zhou Fang is also tall, but it seems like she can never gain weight no matter how much she eats, and she always looks thin.

    Deng Zhigao had heard Wen Feifei say that northern men were tall and big, but he didn't think much of it at the time, thinking that they were all Chinese, so how could they be any different?

    Now I see it’s real.

    Not only was the Northeastern man tall, but there were also two helpers in the store who looked to be their sons. They were not very old, but their heights had obviously surpassed Deng Zhigao.

    Chen Yuanyuan nodded, "You are indeed much shorter than them."

    Zhang Yuzhen laughed, "You can't say that. Deng Zhigao is not considered short in our Guangzhou city. There is a big difference between the north and the south. Deng Zhigao is already very good."

    Deng Zhigao felt comforted again. He looked at Zhang Yuzhen and said gratefully, "You are still good at talking."

    "Tsk!" Chen Yuanyuan snorted coldly and began to wait for the goose to be stewed with great interest. "How long will it take for this thing to be ready? It smells so good!"

    Zhou Yu said: "Let's ask later."

    While waiting for the dishes, the sweet and sour pork and seasonal vegetables that Zhou Yu had ordered were served, but both dishes stunned everyone.

    The portion is really substantial. The name of the goose stewed in an iron pot has the word "pot" in it, so it is not surprising that it is served in a big pot.

    Both dishes were served on large plates, which were full to the brim, which was a bit shocking to look at.

    Zhou Yu was silent for a while before saying, "Then let's eat this first."

    As she spoke, she picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork and put it into the bowl. The sweet and sour pork was in big chunks, and besides the meat, there were shredded carrots and green onions. It looked like they were not side dishes to add flavor, but just to make the meat less monotonous.

    Because these two side dishes are just a drop in the bucket compared to the amount of meat.

    She could tell that the meat slices were fried, and they smelled of vinegar, but after the odor got over it, Zhou Yu thought it was very fragrant and she was hungry, so she quickly took a big bite.