After making do with train food for a few days, Pei Yang now really wanted to eat something delicious.
As soon as he heard the conversation between Chen Bing and Jiang Ran, Pei Yang immediately became interested.
"Hot pot? What kind of hot pot? Sister-in-law, Brother Chen, is it tasty?"
Jiang Ran looked at Pei Yang with amusement, "Of course it's tasty!"
Chen Bing extended his arm and draped it over Pei Yang's shoulder.
"It's definitely tasty! When your brother and sister-in-law were in beishi, the three of us often went to eat. Think about it, if it wasn't good, would we go often?"
Hearing this from the two of them, Pei Yang felt relieved.
Whether it was Jiang Ran, who cooked exceptionally well, or Chen Bing, who loved good food, a place they frequented had to be delicious.
If it wasn't good, neither of them would go regularly.
As for his brother...
Pei Yang just chuckled.
His brother didn't need to be considered in this case.
