Cultivation Food Stall, Goes Viral Upon Opening

Good news, Lu Wu has transmigrated to the cultivation world where people can achieve immortality through practice.

Bad news, Lu Wu is a little waste with no spiritual roots.

Good news, ...

Chapter 145

"You can sit over there and eat."

She pointed to the tables and chairs not far away, which Shan Ji had ordered people to move there last night. They were scattered all over the beach, creating a peculiar scene.

"Brother, have a taste."

The diners behind them were urging them on.

The new food filled them with both anticipation and fear.

The first customer didn't stand on ceremony and picked up his chopsticks.

He first rummaged through the ingredients in the bowl of snail rice noodles; the portion was quite generous.

"Boss Lu is a very honest person."

He exclaimed in admiration, but hesitated to pick up his chopsticks. The pungent smell of chili peppers filled his nostrils, and the diner was sweating profusely.

The broth was reddish-brown, with a layer of chili oil floating on top.

These chili oils were also made by Lu Wu himself, and they smelled very fragrant after being heated in hot oil.

It looks really spicy.

Thinking of the bold words he had just uttered, the diner lowered his head and bit into his rice noodles.

The tender rice can be separated with a little force, and it tastes good.

Before he could even savor the flavor of the rice noodles, the four flavors of sour, spicy, fresh, and fragrant surged at him at breakneck speed, striking his taste buds with overwhelming force.

The sense of taste is awakened, then ignited, and finally exploded.

The spiciness was so intense it could make your skull explode, and the man's cheeks turned red instantly.

"Ouch, so spicy!"

After swallowing a mouthful of rice noodles, he couldn't help but open his mouth to breathe, trying to alleviate the spiciness.

"Brother, this won't do."

The diners watching nearby made a joke.

"You've already passed out after just one bite with this level of spiciness."

"Tsk tsk, I should have been the first to share."

The diners were really sharp-tongued; the burly man was almost red-faced from their jeers. He wanted to retort but held back.

What kind of king are you if you just talk big? If you're so capable, then don't shout later.