Free Web NovelChapter 2453: Chapter 2451: Meng Po Soup
Nie Xiaoqian was born in a small city in the northwest, and she was equally unfamiliar with this place.
Only Asu had been here before, and moreover, there was a secret base of the Asura Clan.
She squinted and smiled at the two, "So, how grand is this city?"
Nie Xiaoqian kept nodding; the fast pace and space changes made her feel a bit dazed.
Long Fei looked around and exclaimed, "The world is vast, extraordinarily crafted, indeed marvelous. It seems the rumors can’t be trusted; seeing is believing."
Asu laughed and said, "With those words, our trip to the Netherworld wasn’t in vain. In fact, the Netherworld is just like the Human Realm; people are simply too biased. It’s like the Immortal Realm mocks your Human Realm, and the Human Realm mocks the Netherworld."
Long Fei nodded, letting her lead the way, guiding him and Nie Xiaoqian to wander around the city.
Now that all the magical treasures have been refined, his next task is to resolve the demon tribe’s problem.
Asu mentioned that the Demon Race has dealings with the higher-ups of the Yama Nation, which is why Long Fei had her lead him to Fengdu City.
The customs and culture of this city are indeed similar to the Yang Realm.
Most people on the streets are ordinary folks—some strolling, some playing with their families, others carrying baskets or poles, selling goods along the street.
The main street is spacious, flanked by inns, restaurants, and tea houses.
Not far ahead, there is even a pleasure quarter in an alley.
Asu said teasingly, "Sir, want to go in and take a look?"
Nie Xiaoqian had never seen these before; she only noticed the women on the street were dressed brightly, and their looks were quite decent. She curiously said, "Sure, let’s take a look, see what flowers they have!"
Long Fei and Asu both laughed, patting her head, and entered a particularly grand restaurant.
This restaurant is tall and imposing, clearly extraordinary to be on the main street.
The key is the restaurant’s sign, which surprisingly read "Meng Po".
Inside, the shop assistant saw their noble attire and immediately came up enthusiastically to serve them, "Right this way, my lords."
He led the three of them to sit down in a corner; the ground floor has over a hundred seats, all already filled.
However, it’s unlike typical bustling restaurants; everyone sat quietly, as if immersed in contemplation.
The atmosphere is indeed a bit strange.
Nie Xiaoqian curiously asked the assistant, "Brother, what are they doing? Is it some kind of ceremony?"
The assistant wiped the table and laughed, "Honorable guests, you must be from out of town? Our restaurant only opens in provincial capitals within Yama Nation; it’s run by Meng Po’s successor from Yama’s Palace. They’re drinking our Meng Po Soup, which makes them temporarily fall into a state of meditation. Once they wake up, they’ll forget all the worries of the day, making it much more relieving than other wines."
Asu smiled at Long Fei, "Meng Po Soup is quite famous in your homeland."
"I’ve heard of its reputation."
Long Fei chuckled; he didn’t expect the rumored Meng Po Soup from Naihe Bridge to be like this.
He asked the assistant, "How is this Meng Po Soup sold?"
The assistant reached out with a smile, "It’s not expensive, thirty spirit stones per bowl."
"That’s a lot, isn’t it?"
Nie Xiaoqian exclaimed, "Thirty spirit stones could buy a mansion in my hometown."
The assistant explained, "There’s no choice; Meng Po Soup requires various medicinals for the brew, all of which are rare in this world, extremely difficult to mix. The price is a bit high, but the effect is excellent. You’ll know once you try it; it’s definitely worth the price."
Long Fei nodded, "Since thirty is a lucky number, let’s have thirty bowls to try."
The assistant quickly said, "Sir, you can’t order that much. Our soup usually allows up to three bowls per person at most; if you drink too much, you’ll fall into a deep sleep and wake with memory loss."
Asu slapped nine hundred spirit stones on the table, smiling at him, "No worries, bring it on."
The Netherworld has its spirit stones, filled with Yin Spiritual Energy.
As soon as this pile of spirit stones was revealed, it brought all the meditating patrons back, their eyes gleaming, fixed on the pile of spirit stones.
Long Fei gave a laugh, thinking to himself that money’s power is indeed great, enough to bring back those who lost their minds.
The assistant, staring at the money, hesitated, "Please wait while I consult with the manager."
This restaurant has its rules, and the assistant doesn’t dare act on his own.
He went to the inner hall to report to the manager, who personally came out, sizing up the three.
The manager, dressed in brocade garments, politely clasped his fists, saluting Long Fei and the others, "We don’t refuse to sell you the soup; it’s just that too much can cause memory loss, which definitely isn’t beneficial to you."
Long Fei instructed, "It’s okay; just serve it. If anything happens from drinking too much, we’ll take full responsibility."
Having declared as much, the manager couldn’t say anything more.
Nearby, some patrons urged, "Manager, these country bumpkins don’t know the potency of Meng Po Soup, sell it to them without worry."
"Yes, manager, go ahead and sell. If anything happens, we’ll testify for you!"
With these words spoken, the manager no longer hesitated and instructed the assistant to promptly serve the soup.
The people on the first floor all awakened from their meditative states, excitedly watching Long Fei and the others.
Some even planned to take advantage of them, thinking of stealing from them once they faint.
Bowl after bowl of steaming yellow broth was served, quickly filling the entire table.
The broth seemed like tea; the surface was as clean as a mirror, reflecting one’s image.
Long Fei picked up a bowl and sniffed it, continually praising, "Fragrant and pervasive, purer than I expected."
The manager revealed a sliver of a smug smile, unsurprised by the praise.
"Let me taste it."
Nie Xiaoqian picked up a bowl, taking a sip, contemplating her bothersome affair of her father forbidding her to be with Brother Ning.
Instead, her father wanted to marry her to a cousin from the Nie Family Head Clan, which was her biggest worry.
"Forget about it!"
She silently told herself and drank the whole bowl of Meng Po Soup in one go.
Asu laughed beside her, "Little girl, you’re drinking faster than both of us, be careful not to pass out."
Nie Xiaoqian wiped her mouth, "It tastes like tea, nothing peculiar!"
Before she finished speaking, her head fell onto the table, and she passed out.
The manager shook his head, "Drank too fast, passed out."
The crowd laughed, thinking these bumpkins were indeed visiting for the first time.
Some secretly bet that the remaining two bumpkins would surely collapse in one gulp.
Long Fei shook his head with a smile, "If the heart is unburdened, how could one forget?"
He similarly downed his bowl, waiting in the varied gazes without fainting.
The manager gave a thumbs-up in admiration, "Unexpectedly, you are a cultivator. Ordinary people drink one bowl; I guess you can drink three."
"Maybe not!"
Long Fei laughed lightly, picking up one bowl after another and sipping away.
This crystal-clear tea broth truly has extraordinary effects; it’s exceptionally smooth, more mellow and flavorful than wine.
The broth’s breath seemed like alcohol, directly penetrating into one’s Divine Sea.
