Tradition lived on in every street and alley, in every brick and tile, in every gesture. The experience of those who came before could be found in all sorts of places.
Cooking was one of them.
A wider range of cookware and seasonings had given rise to all kinds of culinary variations.
Even in modern times, some people spared no effort when it came to innovation.
Traditional guobaorou used white vinegar. Later, someone started replacing it with ketchup, sparking a feud between the new school and the old school.
Everyone had their own tastes. If anything could get the old and new schools to set their differences aside, it had to be an even stranger school.
Chocolate guobaorou, for example.
There were also variations like durian guobaorou and Berry jam guobaorou. Some cooks seemed to be innovating in extremely bizarre directions.
"I suddenly feel like an old stick-in-the-mud..."
Looking at those strange new dishes, Xin Mu couldn't muster the courage to try them. He flipped a few more pages and found dishes on the menu that looked normal to him.
The kitchen staff, however, seemed a little disappointed when they saw his order.
The next day, Xin Mu took a taxi to the Xuantai Gym bright and early. Rather than being in the city, the Gym was in a somewhat remote area on its outskirts. "Construction boss, martial arts heir, aquarium director... let's see what the Gym Leader here does... no, what their main job is."
Purely full-time Gym Leaders were becoming rarer these days. Almost all of them had hobbies of their own.
And here... the person in question was nowhere to be found.
"Come on, man. Where's your Gym Leader?"
"Helping draw customers at the Ice and Snow World next door. See that Abomasnow mascot costume? Our Gym