As he left the teahouse, the Demon Lord was still savoring the taste of the crystal shrimp dumplings, smacking his lips and saying, "Boy, where can I find those 'shrimp dumplings' again?"
Before Zhang Shaozhong could answer, Master Xuanji spoke calmly. Although his tone remained indifferent, his words revealed his thoughts: "This dish is indeed quite ingenious. Ordinary culinary skills have reached such a level."
Ye Meier chuckled to herself, nudged Zhang Shaozhong with her elbow, and whispered, "See? Even the ice-cold face can't resist the temptation of delicious food!"
Zhang Shaozhong was secretly delighted, but he had to keep a straight face: "I'm glad you two seniors like it. These shrimp dumplings are just an appetizer. Our Earth... uh, this world has so many delicious foods! Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine... I guarantee you've never tasted any of them!"
The Demon Lord's blood-red eyes lit up: "Oh? Lead the way at once!"
Master Xuanji didn't speak, but his feet followed along faithfully.
Looking at these powerful figures who were "not doing their proper work," Elder Long shook his head helplessly, agreed to contact them again if there was any further news, and then left.
He had to hurry back to check the information; the affairs of these ancestors couldn't be delayed.
After thinking it over, Zhang Shaozhong decided to take them to a comprehensive restaurant known for its wide variety of dishes, so that the two big shots could broaden their horizons.
We arrived at the restaurant and went into a private room.
The waiter handed over the menu, a thick book full of pictures and text.
The Demon Lord took the menu, flipped through a couple of pages, and pointed to the bright red boiled fish, asking, "What is this? Why is its color so... intense?"
"That's boiled fish, spicy and numbing, it's so delicious!" Zhang Shaozhong explained.
"Spicy?" The Demon Lord raised an eyebrow. "How does it compare to the Nine Netherworld Demonic Fire?"
Zhang Shaozhong said with embarrassment, "That certainly can't compare to your magic fire, it's just a seasoning, used to stimulate the tongue."
The Demon Lord nodded, turned to another page, and pointed to the crystal-clear Peking duck: "The roasting technique of this bird is quite extraordinary. The skin is crispy and the meat is tender. As for its spiritual energy... well, it has no spiritual energy at all, but it looks good."
Master Xuanji became interested in a dish of Wensi Tofu: "Tofu can be cut as fine as hair? Such knife skills are close to the Dao."
Zhang Shaozhong waved his hand and said, "Stop looking! Order them all! Try them all!"
When the dishes were served, the table was overflowing with a dazzling array of food.
The Demon Lord first picked up a piece of boiled fish with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. His blood-red eyes widened suddenly, and a blush instantly appeared on his cheeks (from the spiciness). He exhaled a few breaths, but said excitedly, "That's powerful! This burning and stinging sensation is somewhat like body tempering! It's exhilarating!" After saying that, he picked up a few more pieces with his chopsticks.
Master Xuanji carefully scooped up a spoonful of Wensi Tofu Soup, savored it, and nodded, saying, "It is light and elegant, with exquisite knife skills and just the right amount of heat. It can be called an art."
Then he took another bite of Dongpo pork. The rich yet not greasy, melt-in-your-mouth texture moved him slightly: "To cook such a fatty ingredient so well without being greasy is truly remarkable. The wisdom of ordinary people should not be underestimated."
Seeing her master and old rival looking so naive, Ye Meier laughed so hard she slapped the table: "Hahaha! Master, eat slowly! Nobody's going to take it from you! You're such a hypocrite, acting like you've discovered a new continent!"
Ling Qingxue couldn't help but smile slightly, and placed a piece of squirrel-shaped mandarin fish on Xuanji Zhenren's plate: "Master, please try this, it's sweet and sour."
Master Xuanji nodded slightly, took a bite, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
Seeing this, the Demon Lord snorted in dissatisfaction and said to Zhang Shaozhong, "Boy, that bright red thing... yes, Mao Xue Wang! Give me another serving!"
During this meal, the two big shots completely let loose.
From the spicy and savory Sichuan cuisine to the delicate and refined Cantonese cuisine, and then from the rich and flavorful local Shanghai dishes to the authentic steamed seafood...
Like Ye Meier, the Demon Lord especially loves all kinds of strong flavors and barbecue. He eats with his mouth full of oil and comments on which part of the beef is the most tender when grilled.
Master Xuanji, on the other hand, appreciated dishes that were elaborate in their preparation and required careful attention to cooking time and atmosphere. He praised a dish of boiled cabbage in clear broth.
Zhang Shaozhong and his two wives barely touched their chopsticks, focusing instead on introducing the names and ways to eat the dishes to the two big shots, as well as stopping the Demon Lord from his dangerous attempt to use demonic energy to "accelerate" the cooking of the roasted meat.
When he was paying the bill, Zhang Shaozhong's lips twitched as he looked at the long bill.
These two big shots can eat so much!
And they only go for the expensive ones!
The Demon Lord picked his teeth (he didn't know where he learned it), still savoring the moment: "Although this realm is lacking in spiritual energy, the pleasures of the palate are quite enjoyable! Much better than those dry spiritual fruits and blood dishes in the Demon Realm!"
Master Xuanji wiped his mouth with a tissue (he learned very quickly) and said lightly, "The desire for food and drink is ultimately a minor matter. However... it is harmless to indulge in it occasionally."
Judging from his expression, he clearly hadn't eaten enough.
Since then, there hasn't been much progress on the important matters of finding spatial power and restoring the Boundary Stone, so Zhang Shaozhong has become a professional food tour guide.
Today I took two big shots to eat hot pot, watching the Demon Lord hiss and spit out the spiciness but still keep eating; tomorrow we'll try Japanese food, watching Master Xuanji research the pairing of fish slices and wasabi; the day after tomorrow we'll experience Western food, watching the Demon Lord struggle with whether to use chopsticks or a fork when faced with his steak...
Two top figures in the cultivation world quickly became captives of Earth's delicacies.
In fact, in a fight for the last piece of roast duck skin, Xuanji Zhenren and the Demon Lord almost used their Nascent Soul aura to exert their power against each other in the private room, scaring the waiter so much that he nearly called the police.
Night Enchantress was delighted: "Eat up, eat up! If you're full, you won't have the energy to think about capturing us and taking us back!"
Ling Qingxue asked with some concern, "Husband, if this continues... won't it interfere with important matters?"
Zhang Shaozhong put his arm around her shoulder and chuckled, "Don't worry! This is called a balance between work and rest! Besides, if we spoil their appetites, even if they find their way back, they might not be willing to give up Earth!"
He wondered if he should develop "psychic cuisine".
Using ingredients imbued with spiritual energy, combined with Earth's cooking methods, might accelerate the consolidation of the two big shots'... well, "internet addiction" and "foodie" attributes?
In short, the daily routine of searching for the way home with two foodie masters continued, albeit with a mix of pain and joy.
The "brick" of the Boundary Stone still lies quietly in Zhang Shaozhong's storage bag, waiting for the day it will be revitalized.
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