It has to be said that Fu Ya's words and Ying Shuang's reaction were quite convincing.
If it were Qi Han standing up to explain at this moment, the customers' reactions would probably be something like: I don't believe you for a second; you're a sly and cunning boss.
But when Fu Ya stepped forward, it was a different story. After all, who doesn't love beautiful things?
With Fu Ya's stunning looks, beauty was akin to righteousness.
What malicious intentions could someone like Fu Ya possibly have? She must be speaking the truth.
Moreover, with Ying Shuang, a competent food streamer, attesting to the dish's taste, it became all the more enticing.
So, the customers began to believe. Most of them gathered their courage and decided to give the dish a try.
And once they had taken a bite, the customers were surprised to find that the peculiar scent no longer repelled them. Instead, it melded into the exploding Intestines, becoming an integral part of the unique flavor.
However, not every customer could accept the exploding Intestines, despite this revelation.
Darn was one such customer.
His martial Spirit was the Windhound, a Spirit beast with an extraordinarily acute sense of smell. Windhounds could accurately identify everything within a kilometer through their sense of smell, even in strong winds.
Possessing such an exceptional martial Spirit made Darn's sense of smell significantly heightened from a young age.
To him, food was not only a dance of the taste buds but also a feast for the olfactory senses. In his eyes, the aroma of food was just as crucial as its taste.
As a Spirit Master of the Fourth Ring, even though he couldn't afford to dine at Qi Han's small shop every day, he had become a regular customer since discovering this uniquely aromatic establishment. He would visit at least two or three times a week. Otherwise, life felt like it was missing a lot of flavor.
For Darn, Qi Han's absence for ten days was a great ordeal. He had to roam the food street every day, relying on the now less alluring scent to quell his cravings.
Upon Qi Han's return, he surprised all the customers by introducing not one, not two, but three new dishes to the small shop!
Since the three new dishes weren't expensive, Darn gritted his teeth and decided to order one of each.
The previous Honey-Glazed Grilled Ribs had left him thoroughly satisfied; its pure and rich meaty aroma was a truly wonderful experience.
However, right after that, with the arrival of the exploding Intestines, his expression instantly darkened.
This scent... What is this smell?!
He, Darn, cannot accept this!
Even though Fu Ya had explained that the dish had a peculiar smell but tasted delicious, for Darn, who firmly believed that gourmet food should always possess a strong and inviting aroma, this dish was simply outrageous!
If he weren't afraid of being blacklisted by Qi Han for wasting food, Darn would have probably stormed off then and there.
Lost in his melancholic thoughts brought on by the exploding Intestines, Darn failed to notice the individual sitting across from him, who was curiously observing the plate of exploding Intestines before him.
It was a plump man dressed in well-fitted clothing.
Yes, this description had appeared before in the previous text – it's the same person.
Pan Kong often shuttled between Shrek City and various other cities.
Ever since that discreet discovery of this delightful food establishment, the taste of egg-fried rice had been constantly tickling his mind, making him restless with curiosity.
Therefore, every time he came to Shrek City, he couldn't resist stepping into this small shop to sample its cuisine. He was amazed to find that the variety and diversity of the food at this shop had been increasing.
Unfortunately, the shop's owner didn't open branch stores; otherwise, it would certainly have been a lucrative venture.
At this moment, he was seated across from Darn, curiously observing Darn's troubled expression.
Three new dishes had been introduced, and he had decided not to order the exploding Intestines because he wasn't interested in sausages.
However, now he changed his mind.
After all, it didn't seem to be just an ordinary sausage.
Initially, Pan Kong had thought of ordering a portion of exploding Intestines. But seeing the customer seated opposite him, he seemed to have a new idea.
He cleared his throat and inquired, "Friend, are you planning to eat that exploding Intestines of yours?"
Eat this monstrosity?
Darn instinctively shook his head.
Just as I thought!
Pan Kong's heart skipped a beat. "Well then, how about this? I'll take yours. I'll give you four Gold Coins in exchange."
This...
Darn hesitated for a moment. As a straightforward person, he didn't possess Pan Kong's business acumen.
He certainly wouldn't eat the exploding Intestines. Maybe selling it to someone else would be a good idea?
But if he agreed like this, would he be at a loss? A sudden inspiration sparked in Darn's not-so-brilliant mind.
"How about this? You treat me to an order of egg-fried rice, and I'll give you this?"
"Slap!" Pan Kong clapped his hands and readily agreed, "Deal!"
Whether in business or on the path of doing business, this was the ancestral maxim of the Pan Family Business and also Pan Kong's motto.
Today, I, Pan Kong, have earned another three Gold Coin. Our ancestors must surely be proud of me!
Reluctantly, Ying Shuang sent the last piece of exploding Intestines on her plate into her mouth, savoring the rich flavor.
Such a pity, it's gone now.
I really wanted another serving!
Oh well, I'll wait for the Tin Foil Roasted Brain Flower.
Just as Fu Ya brought a plate of food to a customer and passed by Ying Shuang, the latter reached out and pulled her close, asking in a low voice, "Fu Ya, do you know what ingredient this dish is made from?"
She was genuinely curious. If she could get her hands on this ingredient, could she replicate the same deliciousness in her home's kitchen?
No, no, no. To expect the home chefs to reach the level of the owner would be too demanding. Ying Shuang was not greedy; having half the deliciousness of this dish would be enough!
Fu Ya paused for a moment and subconsciously glanced at the plate in front of Ying Shuang.
Hmm. She had already finished her portion.
Telling her now probably wouldn't result in wasting food, right?
Then let's tell her!
Hehehe. A mysterious smile appeared in Fu Ya's eyes. Her lips moved, and a voice entered Ying Shuang's ears.
"Ying Shuang, do you know about the Honey Badger?"
Honey Badger?
Ying Shuang tilted her head and pondered for a moment before nodding.
She had some recollection from class; it seemed to be a special Spirit beast from the southern part of the Star Luo Empire, from a place called... What was it again? Leiz Forest? Or something like that.
Self-proclaimed academic underachiever Ying Shuang reporting for duty.
"This dish is made from the intestines of the Honey Badger."
(Oh~ So it's intestines, not sausages. No wonder it's so unique.)
Huh? Huh??? Ying Shuang's expression suddenly froze.
Intestines?? Certain images involuntarily flashed through her mind.
A look of utter despair appeared on her face.
Me, the Young Miss of the Ying Family, the elegant and refined lady of the heavens, just ate the intestines of a Honey Badger today?
Oh. I ate them with great delight.
Didn't I even praise these exploding Intestines for being delicious?
Wait a minute... Burst?
If these are intestines... Is this exploding Intestines, by any chance, appropriate?
Ying Shuang's complex thought process condensed into a single statement.
"Fu Ya, I'm cutting ties with you!"
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