The food and wine served at the imperial banquet were not delicious at all.
It was perhaps Wu Qi's most insipid meal since he came to Pangu Continent. As he stuffed his mouth with meat, he cocked his head and glanced around at the high ministers and dignitaries of Great Yu, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
The imperial banquet of Great Yu had always followed the ancient tradition. Ancient people struggled to survive in the vast wilderness, so naturally, they did not pay much attention to food and drink. What was served at this banquet was really unsavory. Truth be told, all the meats came from a very good source, the best parts cut from seasoned demon beasts, all being excellent ingredients. But, no matter how good the ingredient was, if it were only half-boiled and sprinkled with some salt, served bloody without adding any other condiments, it could never be considered a delicious dish.
