Is the secret in the broth?
Xia Yu glanced at Aoki Motota, who was standing behind the middle-aged man with a bowl in his hands, his expression stern as he whispered something indistinguishable in the kitchen.
Not in a hurry to leave, Xia Yu picked up some chopsticks and hoisted a piece of beef from the pot, dipped it in spicy sauce, and swallowed it in one bite.
"Wow!"
His eyes widened in astonishment.
A furnace!
As the food entered his mouth, an image of a glowing red furnace emerged in Xia Yu's mind, stewing in it were the ingredients of the pot—chicken, duck, beef, and fish—tumbling around before transforming into a colorful plate of exquisite dishes!
Chewing the beef over and over, the broth filled his mouth. Xia Yu breathed out and exclaimed, "This texture..."
