The Buddha Jumps Over the Wall made by his private chef was truly delicious—tender, smooth, rich, and savory.
Lin Chu finished the entire serving before he knew it, and he still looked like he hadn't had enough.
The serving size really wasn't very large.
Although there were other dishes on the table, they were all just average. How could they possibly compare to this?
Lin Chu mulled it over for a moment. 'Should I ask for another serving?'
'Wouldn't that be a bit much?'
'But, fuck it!'
'I really haven't had my fill.'
'Inviting someone to a meal and not even letting them eat their fill. How outrageous.'
Soon, Lin Chu had already prioritized his values. 'Even if people think I'm a glutton today, even if it lowers my cool factor and isn't very dignified, I have to get another serving. I'll eat first and deal with the consequences later.'
'Good food is the one thing that should never be forsaken.'
'You can let down love and money, but not this.'
