The moment this plate of steamed fish was placed on the table, a rich fragrance filled the air, utterly enticing. It was far beyond what any ordinary steamed fish could compare to. Without even taking a bite, everyone knew this was a genuine Spirit Fish.
The middle-aged shopkeeper stood by, bowing slightly, and said cautiously, "This Spirit Fish was caught from Jishui Lake this morning. It was still alive when it reached our restaurant. Our master chef then painstakingly prepared it to preserve its original essence, which is exceptionally nourishing for a Martial Artist's qi and blood.
Please, sirs, have a taste."
Liu Yunfeng's expression darkened slightly. He didn't pick up his chopsticks. Mr. Mu, old and shrewd, also remained silent.
This Spirit Fish and the previous green carp were similar in size, and they looked nearly identical after being cooked. However, the aroma they gave off was worlds apart. One could easily tell the difference by scent alone.
