Havoc in Heaven!

Great Xuan, Central Capital.

At the break of dawn, the streets were already bustling, and compared with usual, they were several notches noisier.

"Silver Gong Xu, up early to listen to stories too?"

The burly man greeted customers while deftly fishing a large slab of three-layered pork from the fragrant, steaming braising broth. He flourished his cleaver, chopping the meat into mince, sprinkling chopped scallions and cilantro over it. Then he took a steaming white bun from beneath the thick hemp cloth beside him, split it down the middle with a horizontal stroke, and used the back of the knife to slide the freshly chopped meat into it. After ladling on a spoonful of meat gravy and drizzling the minced meat with several drops of bright red chili oil, he wrapped the bun in a lotus leaf and handed it to the Night Watchman in his uniform.

Xu Laoqi accepted the hot roujiamo, casually took out several copper coins he had picked up on the road, lined them up on the chopping board, and said, "Yes. Ever since yesterday's news spread that Chen Wuhou is Bai Mo, the seventy-two Morning Awakening Teahouses in Central Capital have opened listening sessions for Journey to the West, starting from Chapter One of the version popular among the Demon Race."

"Unfortunately, I was on duty last night and had no time to come."

"I heard Chapter Seven, bridging the two versions, has already been transcribed. It's being read for the first time today. I can't miss it for anything!"

"But no matter how many snacks Morning Awakening Teahouse has, none are as filling as your roujiamo!"

"Hahaha..." The burly roujiamo seller laughed, then said softly, "Silver Gong, I've observed things. Today, Red Cloud Pavilion has the most women listening to the story!"

Xu Laoqi