After having lunch, Shen Kun and Shen Fang rested at the hotel for a while. Around 5 p.m., Yang Dengkui prepared to host a second banquet for Shen Fang, introducing him to some high-ranking entertainment figures from Taiwan, but Shen Fang declined.

After changing their clothes, they went out for some fresh air and prepared to experience the local customs and culture. The two changed into comfortable Hawaiian-style clothes, put on sunglasses and flip-flops, and arrived at Taipei's food street.

"Third Uncle, shaved ice, come on, let's try some."

Shen Fang and Shen Kun walked into a shaved ice shop.

"Boss, two servings of shaved ice, large bowls, please."

"Okay, it'll be ready soon."

Less than two minutes later, an elderly man with a full head of white hair and wearing glasses handed the two of them two bowls of shaved ice.

Shen Fang took off his sunglasses.

The golden, fluffy shaved ice exuded a fruity aroma. Chen Fang scooped out a large spoonful and put it in her mouth. The texture was incredibly rich, with flavors of passion fruit, peach, and a strong mango flavor, along with the aroma of sesame and peanuts—it was very sweet and delicious. One bite was incredibly refreshing.

Shen Kun went to the second floor in the afternoon and ate a bowl of rice.

Shen Fang laughed: "Another bowl?"

Shen Kun shook his head: "There are so many delicious things, I can just try one at a time. Besides, this isn't my favorite. I've heard that the sausages here are pretty good, and the beef noodles and oyster omelets are what I'm after."

"You really are a carnivore."

"That's right, all this fat on me didn't grow for nothing," Shen Kun said with a chuckle, patting his belly.

After finishing the last bite of shaved ice and paying the bill, the two continued their sightseeing.

The entire food street was slowly filling up with people; it was time to leave work.

Stalls lined up one after another, each with a few small tables, a typical street food scene.

Oyster omelets, tempura, taro balls, three-cup chicken, ginger duck, fried chicken, and other delicacies are all available at the night market.

Shen Kun patted his stomach: "Third Uncle, I'm already itching for it, let's go!"

Chen Fang was speechless: "How can we rush in? It's so crowded."

Shen Kun patted his chest: "I'm not all this muscle for nothing. You follow behind me, I'll lead the charge, you keep up!"

Shen Fang nodded: "Let's go."

Shen Kun led the charge through the night market with the air of one against ten warriors, squeezing his way in and almost scattering the crowd.

Curses erupted.

"Fuck you, you fatso, why are you squeezing in?"

"Fuck you, don't push!!!"

"My wallet is gone. Who stole my wallet?"

"Fuck your mother..."

And so, Shen Fang followed behind Shen Kun, enjoying the food Shen Kun had snatched. Although it was a bit unethical, it was full of lively, down-to-earth charm. Shen Fang loved this kind of authentic environment; in places with lots of people, he couldn't help but put aside his other thoughts. And being in a food street, it made him forget his troubles, focusing only on the food. That's the magic of good food.

The two carried a large pile of food they had bought to a table.

"Oyster omelet, tempura, taro balls, three-cup chicken, ginger duck, and fried chicken are all available. Oh, but I haven't bought sausages and coffin bread yet. Third Uncle, you eat here first, I'll go buy the remaining two."

Shen Fang was speechless: "Isn't this enough for the two of us?"

Shen Kun shook his head: "You don't understand. I came here to find the joy of delicious food. Whether I eat it or not is also important, but if I don't find it, I will have regrets."

Upon hearing this, Shen Fang chuckled and said, "Alright, go ahead."

Shen Fang drank his beer and enjoyed his food.

"Handsome, can you eat all this by yourself?"

Shen Fang felt a tap on his back. He turned around and saw a beautiful young woman standing in front of him. Gwei Lun-mei?

Shen Fang took off his sunglasses and smiled at the elegant and beautiful woman: "Is there anything I can help you with, Miss?"

When Gwei Lun-mei saw Shen Fang's face, she was slightly taken aback. This older brother is so handsome. But she quickly recovered and pointed to the oyster omelet on the table.

"I noticed you bought an extra portion. You definitely can't finish it, so why don't you give it to me?"

Chen Fang shook his head: "No, that won't do. This one's already taken, I'll be back in a bit. Besides, there's plenty of this stuff, isn't there some right next door? Why don't you just go buy one?"

"This one was made by Aunt Liu. It has dried bamboo shoots and small fish in it. Other oyster omelets don't have these things, and they don't taste as good as Aunt Liu's. Handsome, please let me have a turn. There are so many people here, how am I supposed to squeeze in? Please, handsome brother."

Hearing Gwei Lun-mei's coquettish voice was very pleasant, but Shen Fang still wasn't going to give in.

"no."

Gwei Lun-mei looked at Chen Fang speechlessly: "Can't you even move aside? I'm a beauty, you know."

Shen Fang smiled and said, "Although you are very beautiful, I have seen too many beautiful women. I am not interested in a girl like you who is flat-chested and has no curves in the buttocks."

Shen Fang's words immediately enraged Gwei Lun-mei!!!

Basically, every woman is inexplicably confident in her appearance, especially beautiful women, who all think they are fairies. Shen Fang's words directly hit Gwei Lun-mei's sore spot.

"You...you...don't you have any gentlemanly manners at all?! How could you say that to me?"

Shen Fang grinned mischievously: "Isn't what I said true?"

"You!!!!!" Gwei Lun-mei gritted her teeth in anger.

Shen Fang laughed heartily and handed his oyster omelet to Gui Lunmei.

"You can have mine. It hasn't been touched yet, and the other one is definitely taken."

Gwei Lun-mei stared blankly at Shen Fang: "What do you mean?"

Shen Fang smiled and said, "Just kidding. Of course, beautiful women have special privileges, especially a great beauty like you. Eat up."

Upon hearing this, Gwei Lun-mei stared straight at Shen Fang.

"Did you do this on purpose?"

Chen Fang nodded

"You want to seduce me?"

Shen Fang almost fell over because he lost his balance.

Smiling at Gwei Lun-mei, he asked, "So, do you think I'd have a chance if I tried to seduce you?"

Gwei Lun-mei looked Shen Fang up and down before plopping down on her chair.

"You're quite handsome, but your way of picking up girls is too old-fashioned."

Sinking Square.....

Gwei Lun-mei chuckled as she looked at Chen Fang: "But since you're so handsome, I can give you a chance."

Shen Fang smiled and extended his right hand: "If there's a chance, let's get to know each other. My name is Shen Fang, and I'm from the mainland."