The instant the Braised Delicacies entered his mouth.
The man froze in place. Only after a long while did he look at the sign hanging nearby—"Jiangbei Braised Master." One thought surfaced in his mind: It lived up to its name!
In his entire life, he had never eaten Braised Delicacies this delicious.
The taste was indescribable. It felt almost as good as having someone prod his prostate with a stick.
"Good, isn't it?"
Zhao Shengping grinned. "Go ahead and enjoy my Braised Delicacies. In all of Jiangbei—or even the Four Regions of Jiangbei—nobody makes Braised Delicacies better than I do."
The man nodded blankly, completely at a loss for words. He was utterly absorbed in the delicious flavors filling his mouth. He quickly finished the Braised Delicacies in his hand, then hurriedly pulled two more eerie stones from inside his clothes. "Give me another serving. I want to take it home for my family to try."
"Coming right up! No problem!"
Zhao Shengping cheerfully agreed. All the eerie stones his shop earned went straight to the Mortal Domain; he did not keep a single one. But he did not mind. He hardly needed that little bit of money. What mattered more to him was the joy of making Braised Delicacies, and the happiness of having people appreciate what he made.
Everyone had something they enjoyed in life.
If someone said they had no hobbies, it did not mean they truly had none. Life and worldly concerns had simply worn away their edges until all they could think about each day was how to earn enough eerie stones to survive the next strange tide. That was perfectly normal. He understood completely.
His hobby was making Braised Delicacies.
Soon, a long line formed in front of the Braised Delicacies stall. Among the