Barbecue

In the end, Aaron still cut in line and took a seat before the barbecue stall.

Before him stood a long charcoal grill.

Behind the grill was a monk with a shaved head covered in戒 scars, his arms bare.

Several young novice monks followed behind him, helping out.

The stall was thick with fragrance.

Grilled pork skin, roasted pork belly, and crisp grilled cartilage all sizzled with a charred aroma. Paired with the specially made dipping sauce, they were enough to make anyone's mouth water.

Quite a few diners were eating with great gusto, throwing all restraint to the wind and caring nothing for their appearance.

"Greetings, Daoist Master."

The large monk manning the grill had a light sheen of sweat on his brow, yet the hand turning the skewers never trembled as he unhurriedly brushed on the spices. Only when he saw Aaron did a flicker of surprise pass through his eyes.

"Limitless Heavenly Worthy... This poor Daoist is Void Spirit Master. I have long heard of Great Vajra Temple's famous roast pork. Bring me one serving of each."

"Amitabha. Please wait a moment, Daoist Master..."

The large monk nodded.

A moment later, a plate of grilled pork skin was placed before Aaron.

Aaron picked up a piece. It truly was grilled quite well. Spices were especially precious these days, yet this barbecue was covered in them, which showed just how generous the stall owner was.

He ate a piece of pork skin and found it richly charred and fragrant, with a satisfyingly chewy bite.

The pork belly that followed was streaked with fat and lean meat, filling his mouth with oil. The grilled pig trotters were fragrant, crisp, tender, and meltingly soft. Washed down with the specially brewed liquor, it cut through the grease and banished the heaviness,