From Wage Slave to Tycoon novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128: Chapter 104: Turns Out I’m Just Outwardly Strong but Inwardly Weak

The people Zong Xinyao brought with her this time were all elites.

Early the next morning, Zong Xinyao sent everyone out to handle their respective tasks. Su Chen didn’t stay idle either; he took Jiang Hui and Chen Fei out to explore Xilinhot.

This city, known as the "Pearl of the Grasslands," also boasted a rich cultural heritage and beautiful scenery.

As one of the four major temples in Inner Mongolia, the Prince Temple was one of the few tourist attractions in the urban area of Xilinhot. Naturally, Su Chen went to visit, but unfortunately, it wasn’t open to the public. He only took a brief look around the perimeter and took the opportunity to try some local food.

Most of the cuisine was related to lamb. The dish that left the deepest impression on Su Chen was the stone-grilled meat. It was said to date back to the time of Genghis Khan several centuries ago. They even used volcanic stones, and the resulting meat was tender and incredibly juicy...

Su Chen even made a special trip back to that stone-grill restaurant for a second day in a row.

The beef noodle soup also gave Su Chen a bit of a shock. In other places, you had to search for the beef among the noodles, but in Xilinhot... you had to search for the noodles among the beef.

It really made you understand what a true beef noodle soup should be.

The only thing that disappointed Su Chen was that the food in Inner Mongolia was rather mild. After a few days, he felt like his palate was missing something.

"Old Jiang, have you found anything yet? Are there any hot pot restaurants in Xilinhot?!" Su Chen asked, lounging on the sofa.

Jiang Hui and Chen Fei were searching online on their phones.

"Ahem... Sir, most of the hot pot here is similar to instant-boiled mutton. It’s either a plain broth or tomato-based. The other kinds of hot pot have a milky flavor. There really aren’t any authentic Sichuan or Chongqing-style hot pot restaurants..."

Jiang Hui sounded helpless. He and Chen Fei had been searching for half an hour and hadn’t found a single authentic hot pot place.

Thinking about it, it made sense. After all, people in Inner Mongolia generally don’t like spicy food. Besides, the quality of their lamb and beef was so high that it was delicious even when simply boiled in plain water.

You could say that spicy hot pot just didn’t suit the local palate in Inner Mongolia.

"Sigh..." Su Chen let out a long sigh upon hearing this.

’I wonder how Zong Xinyao is doing. If things are going smoothly, I might as well just head back to the Imperial Capital!’

Just as Su Chen muttered this to himself, the phone on the table began to ring.

The caller was none other than Zong Xinyao, the very person Su Chen had just been thinking about.

"Hello? Xinyao, what’s up?" Su Chen asked, his voice still a bit lazy.

Zong Xinyao’s dejected voice came from the other end of the line. "Boss, we have a problem!"

"A problem?" Su Chen immediately sat up on the sofa, his brow furrowing.

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