As far as taste went, the explosively delicious apple juice really was explosively delicious.
If it did not explode, it would surely become a beverage beloved around the world.
Unfortunately, it succeeded because it exploded and failed because it exploded.
Anyone not strong enough would only need a tiny sip for their tongue to go numb and their teeth to chatter, as if they had swallowed twenty pounds of Sichuan peppercorns in one gulp.
Only those above level 35 were qualified to taste such delicious apple juice.
"The taste is decent." Nan Feng took another two sips, smacked his lips, and nodded in satisfaction.
It seemed that not everything that girl Xiao Nan made was dark cuisine.
This apple juice, for example, was quite good—far better than that seafood milk tea.
"Come on, Uncle Feng. Try my whole grilled fish too."
Longyuan brought two fragrant whole grilled fish to the table and placed them before Nan Feng. "Uncle Feng, I forgot to ask you last night. Is the Feng in your name the Feng from bountiful harvests, or the Feng from a breeze brushing over the hills?"
"It's the Feng from crazy and deranged." Nan Feng picked up a whole grilled fish and started gnawing on it.
"The Feng from crazy and deranged?" Longyuan frowned in confusion. "Isn't that the Feng from Whirlwind Charge Tornado?"
"Hey, kid, did your gym teacher teach you Chinese?" Nan Feng traced the character for "crazy" on the table with his greasy index finger. "See that? This is the Feng from 'crazy and deranged.' It's the sickness radical plus 'wind.' Got it?"
Longyuan smiled. "Uncle Feng really is knowledgeable. You even understand Dragon Country's writing so well. You don't seem like someone from the Primordial World at all."
Nan Feng paused in the middle of