Ten minutes later, Tanya Taylor looked at the large bowl of Sichuan rice noodles in front of her, and raised her head to look at Vivian with a confused expression: "You said no lining up, just coming to eat noodles??"
"Exactly!" Vivian reached out to the fork holder on the table, took out a pair of forks, put them in the glass of water in front of her and rinsed them with hot water, then handed them to Tanya Taylor, saying: "I even specially added chicken cutlets, beef, crab sticks for you, plus lots of vegetables, isn't it just as good as hotpot?"
"…"
Tanya Taylor silently took the forks from Vivian's hand, stared at the large bowl of noodles in front of her for a long time, and weakly said: "But I still want to eat hotpot…"
"If you don't eat, give the forks back to me." Vivian glared at her and stretched out her hand towards her.
