"Having eaten Pickled Vegetable and Tofu Stew, even the emperor himself cannot compare to me!"
After taking a blissful bite of tofu, Chen Changsheng could not help humming a tune.
Seeing how much Chen Changsheng was enjoying himself, Mo Bai asked curiously, "Sir, is this dish really that delicious?"
Facing Mo Bai's puzzled gaze, Chen Changsheng said with a smile, "Why wouldn't this dish be delicious?"
"It's just ordinary Pickled Vegetable and Tofu Stew!"
Mo Bai gave his answer, and Chen Changsheng said, "Though it is Pickled Vegetable and Tofu Stew, it is no ordinary Pickled Vegetable and Tofu Stew."
"This water is Mountain Spring Water, sweet and refreshing. These pickled vegetables were just fished out, crisp and invigorating to the bite."
"And this tofu was freshly ground by Shi Qi himself, white as snow and soft as cotton."
"More importantly, my heart is free of all burdens now. Everywhere under heaven is an immortal realm."
"Thus, ordinary Pickled Vegetable and Tofu Stew naturally becomes the finest delicacy in the world."
"Well said!"
Before his words had faded, a voice drifted over from afar.
A slovenly Daoist, carrying a trace of drunkenness, walked over from the distance.
"While drunk, I indulge in laughter—where would I find the time to worry?"
"Only lately have I realized the books of the ancients: trust them, and there is nothing right in them."
"Last night I fell drunk beside a pine and asked it, 'How drunk am I?'"
"I merely suspected the swaying pine had come to support me; pushing it with my hand, I said, 'Go!'"
"Hahaha!"
"What a fragrant delicacy!"
After reciting a poem, Little Immortal Elder lowered his head to look at the Pickled Vegetable and Tofu Stew in the pot.
Seeing that Little Immortal Elder's drool was practically about to