IHOEAYSTTTIW Chapter 56

Chapter 56: It's the Food That's Good, Definitely Not Because the Restaurant Belongs to Prince An Cheng Que hadn't recovered from the shock of seeing the dirty offal transform into something as pure as snow, but his chopsticks had already moved ahead of him. The tripe was as thin as hair, each strand distinct. The winter bamboo shoots were intertwined with the tripe, and the scattered red peppers were particularly striking against the white background. The treated tripe emitted a faint meaty fragrance,…