Capital City, the Ultimate Flavor Restaurant.
When watermelons were hauled into the Capital City, they went straight to the Ultimate Flavor Restaurant's warehouse, where Shopkeeper Hong personally picked ten to send to the residence of the Prime Minister and another two for Tong Xingda.
No matter what one thought of Tong Xingda, his status commanded respect.
After all the deliveries were made, he sliced open one for himself.
The smallest one he had chilled in the well for two hours. With a light tap of the knife on the rind, a crisp crack sounded and a fissure instantly appeared on the watermelon.
The refreshing aroma of watermelon hit his nose, sweet and tempting, making him involuntarily take a few deep breaths.
With both hands, he pressed down on the split and broke the watermelon into two halves.
Bright red flesh, black seeds, and the dewy moisture, the intense watermelon fragrance burrowed into his nostrils.
