A Bite of Douluo Continent

Unexpectedly, after tasting it, Qi Han even took the initiative to recommend it to his guests.

Suddenly, the words Qi Han had said before leaving came to Ye Lingqing's mind.

"Get ready to entertain our guests, perhaps... there will be a surprise tonight?" Gu said.

So... this is what a surprise means?

"Young man, what are you daydreaming about?" Pad's question startled Ye Lingqing, who shuddered and came back to his senses.

"Gentlemen, would you like to try the Ink Crow Dumplings?"

"Let's each go first..."

“Um… how about just one?” Dan interrupted Pad abruptly, his face full of resistance. “I’ll just watch you eat.”

"Tsk!" Pad clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction and said nothing more.

He'll try it himself first before making a decision.

How much is one?

"Five copper soul coins each..."

"Huh?" Pad blinked in surprise when he heard the price, and Dane's expression also became a little strange.

"Um... my Mowu Tuan is made with the best braising sauce and the best soybeans from my hometown, so the price isn't expensive..." Thinking that the two diners thought the price was too high, Ye Lingqing hurriedly explained.

"If the customers think it's too expensive... four copper soul coins will do." Although this price is only the cost price, and with all the miscellaneous expenses, it might even result in a loss, Ye Lingqing decided to try lowering the price in order to retain customers.

“Oh, no need.” Pad shook his head and quickly handed over five copper soul coins. “Just five copper soul coins, have one to try.”

It was just a few copper soul coins; he couldn't be bothered to haggle.

Neither he nor Dan was surprised that the Mowu Group was too expensive, but rather that it was too cheap.

Although many dishes in the food street are priced like this, this Mo Wu Tuan is a dish personally recommended by Boss Qi!

How expensive are the dishes served during the Cold Food Festival?

So when they arrived, they both thought that the price of the Mowu Group would be at least one gold soul coin.

"Thank you!" Ye Lingqing accepted the five copper soul coins with some surprise and quickly walked back to the oil pot. "You two can sit and wait for a while. It will be ready soon."

"Okay." Pad casually sat down on a nearby stool, glanced at Dan sitting opposite him, and asked, "You really aren't going to eat?"

"I won't eat it!" Dan's expression was exceptionally firm. "You know me, I would never touch food with such a strange taste. I'm only eating with you because of our decades-long friendship!"

“Okay.” Pad shrugged, giving up on trying to persuade him.

The two chatted casually for a while, but soon fell silent.

"Dann, can you smell something?" Pad sniffed and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Dan's face was already as black as the bottom of a pot. "You can smell it, how could I not?"

"Hiss..." Pad gasped, his gaze shifting to Ye Lingqing, who was busy in front of the oil pan, his expression quite interesting.

This taste…

Mr. Qi calls this peculiar?

You know what... it really is quite peculiar.

The Mowu dumplings were not yet ready to be served, but under the boiling hot oil, their unique aroma was released in all directions. The smell... could be described as foul, but it seemed to have a strange magic to it.

The moment Pad smelled it, his instinct was to run away, but deep down there seemed to be a voice telling him to smell it again.

So he chose to follow his heart and listen one more time.

Then, it spiraled out of control.

It smells terrible, but why do I want to smell it a second time after smelling it once?

This black, inky mess...it's even more intoxicating than bursting fatty intestines!

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Chapter 297 It's so delicious!

Compared to Paid's insatiable craving for the smell of the Mowu Tuan, Dan was much calmer. After the initial shock of smelling the Mowu Tuan's stench, his expression quickly returned to calm.

This left Pad, who was still completely agitated, extremely puzzled.

"How...can you be so calm?"

"Hehe." In response to Pad's question, Dan just chuckled coldly, but Pad still noticed a clue in Dan's voice, which was different from before.

"You actually used your soul power to lock your nasal passages?" Pad exclaimed in anguish. "Are you sore loser?"

Dan rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay him any attention.

Just from the faint smell, Dane could tell that this Black Ink Ball was even more wicked than the Bursting Fatty Intestine.

The slight odor in the bursting, fatty intestines was at least hidden within the rich aroma, but this black, dark mass…

It makes no attempt to hide anything, as if telling you very directly:

I'm stinky, so just tell me if you want to eat it or not.

Therefore, Dane did not hesitate to choose to close his nasal passages.

I am not worthy of such an honor as this black-clad monk. Farewell!

After vehemently condemning Dan's cheating, Paid couldn't help but take another deep breath of the aroma of the Ink Clay.

It smells so good... oh no, it stinks.

But it's fucking addictive.

"Your Ink Clay Dumplings are ready." Soon, Ye Lingqing placed a portion of Ink Clay Dumplings in front of Paide.

Just as Pad leaned closer to examine the completely black, seasoned black lump of ink, an even stronger stench hit him, making him catch his breath.

Who can stand this.

Fortunately, Pad has always been a strong-willed person, and having just eaten the bursting fatty intestines, he had a certain psychological resistance. Without much hesitation, he quickly picked up his chopsticks and poked the black ball.

With a crisp sound, the crispy outer layer of the black dumpling was pierced, revealing the bean-yellow contents inside. Pai De picked up a large piece with his chopsticks, skin and all, and put it into his mouth.

Such a fierce movement caused Dan, who had already closed his nostrils, to twitch his face.

Grass! (A type of plant)

Dane has begun to seriously consider whether he should distance himself from his good friend later.

As Pad slowly chewed, his face, which had initially been contorted with rage, gradually relaxed.

interesting.

The moment the black glutinous rice ball enters your mouth, it has a strong, pungent smell, just like the stench emanating from the surroundings, which is particularly overpowering.

But along with the stench came the delicious flavor of the broth on the surface of the black glutinous rice ball.

The delicious flavor stimulated Pad's taste buds, causing him to unconsciously begin to chew.

During the chewing process, the original stench begins to miraculously fade, and a pure bean aroma that had been hidden by the stench is slowly released.

The fermented bean aroma becomes increasingly intense as you chew, eventually completely masking any unpleasant odor. It blends with the delicious broth, and the crispy exterior and tender bean curd inside slowly merge, creating an incredibly wonderful and unique taste.

Is there really such amazing food?

Pad closed his eyes contentedly, his mind filled with astonishment.

Unlike the pungent smell of bursting pork intestines, which comes from the ingredients themselves, the flavor of Mowutuan comes from the fermented brine.

It could also be said that it was added manually.

Therefore, the two are both similar and different.

The experience that Mo Wu Tuan brought to Paide was different from that of the bursting fatty intestines.

And this is an experience that Pad particularly enjoys.

Seeing Pad's contented expression, Dan on the other side became restless.

"what about the taste?"

He subconsciously leaned forward a little, unable to suppress his curiosity, and asked.

"The taste..." Pad savored the taste of the black glutinous rice ball he swallowed, and a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes as he watched Dan's face getting closer and closer.

He quickly picked up a piece of black glutinous rice ball and put it into Dan's mouth.

"Try it yourself."

Dan's expression changed drastically in an instant. He had been distracted by asking about the taste of the Mowu Group, which caused him to fail to dodge Paid's sneak attack despite his agility as a Soul Master.

As soon as the black goo entered his mouth, Dan's first reaction was to spit it out. Just then, Pad's voice drifted over.

"Don't waste food!"

Daen, who had developed a habit of not wasting food during the Cold Food Festival, instinctively shut up upon hearing this.

Although he had forcefully closed his nostrils, he hadn't completely lost his sense of smell; it was just like pinching his nose.

The taste of food in your mouth cannot be eliminated in this way.

The moment it enters the mouth is when the stench of the black pudding is at its strongest.

His sense of smell, far stronger than that of ordinary people, made him feel like he was living a life worse than death for a moment.

this smell...

Wait, why do I want to keep smelling it after I've already smelled it?

He realized by now that this wasn't the Cold Food Festival and there was no rule against wasting food, so he could spit out the black lump in his mouth.

But the feeling that went up in his head made him hesitate.

In that moment of hesitation, the delicious taste that came from the tip of his tongue made Dan subconsciously chew twice. After chewing, Dan's expression became even stranger.