Looking at her father's insistent expression, Su Binglan said, "All right, you can help too, Father. When the hotpot restaurant is on the right track, I will hire someone to help. Then you can rest at home."
Su Fengmao waved his hand and said, "I can handle it."
Su Binglan looked at everyone and said, "Hurry up. We can talk as we eat."
Su Wenwu nodded and said, "There is still so much food. I'm sure we can eat more after taking a short break." Although his stomach was quite full, he felt he could still eat later.
Baili Jinghua nodded as she also knew she could eat more later.
Su Binglan put a few more things into the pot and ate for a while more. Then she said, "Do you guys want to add some spiciness?"
She planned to make a pot with two sides. One side was for chili oil, and the other was for sesame oil.
"What does spiciness mean?"
