"Hey, why is it snowing?" Si Cong walked out of the store with Keke.
Turning back to look at the bags in their hands, Zhou Chao couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It seemed like there was no need to roam around the street.
"It looks like the snow will continue for a while. How about we head back to the hotel?" Zhou Chao didn't feel like continuing to stroll around. After all, who would want to watch someone show off in front of them?
"Let's grab a meal first. Keke told me there's a century-old shop on this street with pretty good food. Shall we give it a try?"
Zhou Chao didn't refuse, and soon, they followed Keke to the old shop.
Several specialties of Hohhot were soon served, but what truly tantalized Zhou Chao's taste buds was the representative dish of Hohhot's cuisine - hand-pulled lamb.
Even though they had been eating things like lamb skewers and lamb spine these past few days, it didn't diminish Zhou Chao's love for it.
