Divine Capital, Imperial City, Food Ward, Food Is Heaven Restaurant.
"Food Is Heaven" was one of the better restaurants in the Hundred Flavors Ward. Three stories tall, with sweeping eaves and ornate brackets, carved beams and painted rafters, it was built entirely from spiritwood and golden glazed tiles. Under the sunlight, it glittered brilliantly, shimmering with color and grandeur.
Of course, the appearance wasn't important. What mattered was the spirit cuisine and immortal delicacies it prepared. Not only were its ingredients carefully selected and its techniques masterful, it was also famous for its profound understanding of the essence of spiritual ingredients and its skillful blending of flavors. Countless gourmands and cultivators came from far and wide to try it.
Annie was one of those most willing to spend lavishly on fine food!
See?
On the third floor, in the very best private room, with its superb view and windows on two sides overlooking the bustling streets of the ward and the mist-wreathed outlines of immortal mountains in the distance, Annie sat alone in the main seat. The room was elegantly furnished, with rosewood tables and chairs, ink-wash landscapes of distant mountains hanging on the walls, and incense curling from a burner in the corner.
Today, she'd changed back into her comparatively simple red dress. Her red-gold twin ponytails swished behind her head as she sat there, looking completely at ease.
A large round table stood before her, already laden with a dazzling array of dishes that nearly covered its entire surface.
There was "Nine-Turn Qiankun Soup," simmered for three days over a gentle flame in a Two-Yi Cauldron. Its milky-white broth shimmered with spiritual energy, with a world of its own within. There was "Seared Fish Sashimi," made from fish taken from the deep seas of Northern Darkness and flash-seared