Shuntong Escort Agency.
The old head of the escort agency, Jiang Minghai, was having a meal.
His meal was simple.
A freshly made flatbread, soft and fluffy, was cut into even triangles and set to the side.
Then, he opened a newly bought jar of stinky tofu.
This was stinky tofu from Yijin Store Village in Gaodian Town, thirty li southeast of the Capital.
It was made from select soybeans, first coagulated into tofu, then fermented for thirty days on a heated brick bed.
Once fermentation was complete, the smell was extremely pungent, but the taste was rich and savory—a true delicacy.
He picked up a piece of flatbread and spread a chunk of stinky tofu evenly over it. The heat from the bread fully released the tofu's aroma, making it almost hard to breathe.
But this was Jiang Minghai's favorite.
He had been eating it for most of his life; no other delicacy could compare to this single bite.
Jiang Feng, however, had never gotten used to the smell.
