"Want to give this a try?" Han Qiwu said with a smile as he looked at Tang Jing. He stood up, cut a small piece from the second half of 'Starry Night,' and handed it to Tang Jing.
"Describe the taste of this thing to me first," Tang Jing said, eyeing the piece of pie on the plate, feeling it was a bit odd.
"Just eat it, and you'll find out." Han Qiwu cut himself a small piece as well, placed it in a bowl, and following the earlier method, he deliberately set it upright, biting into it like a stuffed pita.
The outer layer was crisp pastry, enclosing mashed potatoes with a hint of milky flavor and soft sardine mince. As you ate, the taste of the fish and the aroma of the potatoes layered upon one another, giving the eater a sensation akin to the vastness of the universe.
'Starry Night,' truly exquisite!
