"I have to say, the 'Shuangjiang Magical Mapo Tofu' in front of me," Shigong Xiaoci Lang thought to himself, "appears to deviate significantly from my memory."
The most striking difference was the color of the dish!
"Could it be because of the sauce…" Shigong pondered.
The 'Shuangjiang Tofu' was still as beautiful as ever, the snowflake patterns delicately intricate, with no major changes. However, the sauce draped over the tofu was red like fire, and as his gaze fell upon it, it was as though the scattered white mist was baking his eyes, conveying a burning spiciness.
He blinked several times, and the hot and spicy feeling became increasingly evident, almost to the point that tears formed like those caused by onions; Shigong quickly turned his head, daring not to stare at the sauce any longer.
"If only I could have a taste," he wished, but then he remembered his assistant role and stood aside to watch the three Lin Giant heads enjoy their meal.
