"Oh? You can inspect our hot pot restaurant's kitchen anytime you like, and if you find a single fly, we'll compensate you one hundred yuan, how about that?" Wu Xin knew without looking that this man was looking for trouble. If a fly was found in a hot pot, that could be chalked up to kitchen oversight, but having a second pot come out and again finding a fly was fishy.
Moreover, this man didn't seem like he came to enjoy hot pot but rather as if he came specifically to search for flies in the soup.
"Who knows if you won't tip off the kitchen staff," the man bellowed.
"So, what would you like us to do?" Wu Xin asked, furrowing her brow.
"It's up to your hot pot restaurant. I am just a vulnerable consumer. I came here to eat and ended up finding a fly in my food. I need an explanation from you."
