Li Xian, seeing the table full of delicacies, felt a craving as well. He asked for a bowl of fragrant hot rice and picked up a piece of roasted goose meat.
The crispy charred skin and tender white goose meat combined perfectly. As soon as it entered his mouth, a burst of flavor rushed over his taste buds, making it incredibly delicious indeed.
This was no ordinary goose; it was a Thousand-step Goose. Fed with fine white rice, it walked a thousand steps daily to exercise its entire body. Only a goose prepared in this way could produce such a gourmet dish.
A single roasted goose would cost three taels of silver. Calculating it, who knows how many lives that cost. But in the Prefecture City, such roast goose wouldn't even make it onto the stage.
"Brother Li, please go ahead." Lin Guolong leaned back with his mouth open. That scantily clad and coquettishly dressed woman, with her fair hand holding a jade pot, poured wine into his mouth.
The luscious wine sketched an arc in the air.
