Chapter 1033: Chapter 427: Hotpot on a Snowy Day—Nothing Short of Splendid! Snowball Fight with Dundun!

Lin Xu turned onto the elevated road while carefully listening to the system notification sound.

"Due to the host’s love for organizing the Fishing Association, a side quest [Establish the Association] has been triggered: The host is required to establish the Welcome Spring Street Fishing Association by December 31 and recruit no fewer than a hundred fishing members. Completion will reward a Perfect Level Sichuan Cuisine flavor draw."

What does that mean?

Why am I suddenly tasked with setting up a Fishing Association?

Is this preparing to gather the ashole fishermen of Welcome Spring Street for a showdown?

Lin Xu was a bit surprised.

However, establishing an association works too, so that Old Sun doesn’t lose his temper and hit someone someday.

Hmm, fishermen are generally very amicable.

But there are some taboos that can’t be touched.

First and foremost is the location of the fishing spot.

Although a wild fishing spot seems like just a vacant piece of land by the riverbank, it might have been tidied up bit by bit by a fisherman.

If you come over and occupy it just because you have a crowd, even the nicest person can’t tolerate it.

Lin Xu drove towards North Fourth Ring Road while Shen Jiayue began inviting everyone in the group to eat lamb hotpot at the store.

By the time they bustlingly returned to Lin Ji’s Food, the hotpot diners had already arrived.

Brother Qiang, Panda, Wu Kexin, Yue Liyue and his little partners, as well as Zeng Xiaoqi, Dou Wenjing, and Brother Feng who just finished handling some legal clauses at the company, were all there.

Perhaps due to the low temperature, the sleet had once again turned into thick snowflakes, flying through the air as if in a fairy tale world.

Seeing Lin Xu’s new car, Yue Liyue, Panda, and Brother Qiang all ran out to take photos.

"Holy crap, this car is just too cool."

"Dream car, ah, this carbon fiber body, these headlights, it just feels right."

"Definitely the first choice for street racing!"

Lin Xu said with a smile:

"This car isn’t quite enough for street racing; usually, those with bigger brands and more exaggerated designs are used for street racing."

These days, high-end car companies are all finding ways to reap the chives from the rich.

Twenty-year anniversary edition, classic style, limited release... Though quality hasn’t improved much, the price can be higher.

A car costing over ten million is already commonplace.

This five-million-dollar modified car isn’t quite enough for street racing in Beijing; Yinzhou City Center would be more fitting.

After getting out of the car and opening the trunk, everyone began to take out their respective fishing bags.

"Haha, you guys really went fishing, did Yan Baobao catch a few fish, or did the Air Force cap stay on?"

As Lin Ji’s chief salt sprinkler, Zeng Xiaoqi cheerfully came over and sprinkled a large amount of coarse salt on Chen Yan’s wound.

Seeing her annoying smile, Chen Yan reluctantly said:

"My float did move; I was about to catch fish, but then suddenly it started snowing, initially with sleet... This time doesn’t count, next time I’ll definitely show you my skills."

Fishermen’s three major illusions: Today will definitely be a good catch, the float moved, the big fish has already come...

When Old Sun was about to deliver the fishing bag home, Lin Xu said:

"Grandpa Sun, drop the bag at home and come over with Grandma, let’s have a lively hotpot meal."

"Alright, I’ll take the bag home and change clothes then I’ll be over."

Old Sun was a decent man; wearing fishing gear for a meal felt a bit impolite.

After everyone took their things, Lin Xu locked the car door and was about to pick up Dundun to go inside, but the little guy suddenly broke free from his embrace.

It whirled around the snowflakes, occasionally extending its small tongue to lick the snowflakes that drifted to its mouth.

After playing a while, it wasn’t satisfied and jumped onto the nearby car hood, then onto the roof, chasing the falling snowflakes from above.

Seeing this, Lin Xu thought letting it have some fun was fine, so he said to Shen Jiayue:

"You guys stay outside and play around with it; I’ll go inside and prepare the hotpot, then we’ll eat soon."

After saying this, he stomped his feet on the non-slip mat at the entrance to shake off the snow mud from his shoe soles and strode inside the store.

The store lobby had already been covered with non-slip carpets to effectively prevent customers from slipping on snowy soles on the marble tiles, causing accidents.

Heading upstairs, there were already two large copper pots set on the outside dining tables.

Lin Xu said:

"Not eating here, send it up to the banquet hall."

Today there’s no one in the banquet hall, plus the windows are big enough, so we can sit by the window, enjoying the falling snow while eating steaming hot hotpot.

And soon the lunch peak will start, if customers see it and also want hotpot, it’ll be burdensome to explain; better to find a quiet place to eat slowly, undisturbed.

After giving instructions, he went into the kitchen where several assistants were slicing lamb.

Car Boy said:

"Just now Old Huang was nearby, and upon hearing we’re having lamb hotpot, he turned around and delivered some lamb from his car, also told us which parts of lamb are good for hotpot."

Lin Xu curiously asked:

"Isn’t he coming to eat?"

"No, he said since he’s been abstaining from meat and alcohol lately, he sleeps well at night and feels more energetic during the day, he wants to continue this and strive to lose twenty pounds by Spring Festival."

Wow, he’s really buckling down!

That’s good too, pursuing health.

Recalling this, Lin Xu remembered he still owed Old Huang some Beef Tartare, planning to find time to make it so Old Huang could first enjoy some meat.

Since the lamb was almost ready, it was time to make the soul of hotpot—Sesame Sauce dip.

Lin Xu took a basin, pouring in four pounds of sesame sauce, and about one pound of peanut butter.