Chapter 67 Seasickness
As the fish-flavored eggplant is continuously put into your mouth, the soft and tender eggplant flesh melts in your mouth, the rich and mellow sauce becomes more fragrant the more you chew it, and the aftertaste left in your mouth becomes more fragrant and delicious as time goes by.

There were six dishes on the table, but the other five were created to bring out this dish.

The vegetables are sweet, fresh and crispy when you eat them, and the sweet taste evokes the beautiful memories in your heart.

The meat dishes are smooth and delicate in the mouth, and the mellow taste allows the emotions to settle down. The emotions become mellow and natural with every bite, gently covering the heart.

Finally, there is separation.

After being chewed twice, the eggplant flesh turns into fragrant juice and flows down the throat, leaving only a lingering taste and mellow flavor.

It's like a person who is leaving, reluctant to leave after being warmly invited to stay.

However, no matter how wonderful a reunion is, there will always be a day of separation.

I only hope that when that day comes, even though we are far apart, our hearts are still with each other.

After finishing the six dishes, the aftertaste lingered slowly in the mouth. With every breath, the fragrant aftertaste spread in the mouth, like ripples in the breeze, endlessly.

Wen Shizhang kept a warmth in his heart, like a gentle farewell.

Wen Shizhang seemed to see the past in a trance, the look in his mother's eyes when he went to school every day, those gentle and expectant eyes.

Looking forward to his bright future.

Looking forward to the next one, and every reunion.

Wen Shizhang sighed softly, tears rolling down his eyes.

"This dish tastes so good that even parting becomes so good. Young sir, you can go forward with peace of mind. I wish you a bright future and everything goes well."

Wen Shizhang said softly.

This is probably what his mother wanted to say to him.

Xu Qing bowed and said, "Xu Qing wishes you a long and safe life, good health and happiness from now on."

The next day, Xu Qing boarded the large boat prepared by Wen Shizhang and sailed down the river to Guangzhou.

Chen Hu also bid farewell to Wen Shizhang, and before leaving Chengdu, he went to the prison to visit Huang Dacheng and Fang Lei.

When the two saw him, their faces immediately changed and they cursed: "You traitor, what are you doing here? Are you here to laugh at us? You can do it, you betrayed us and lived a life of luxury outside. We thought of you as a brother! Bah, you are a shitty brother!"

Chen Hu said nothing, he knew they were right to scold him and he should scold them too, it was wrong for him to deceive and betray them in this matter.

People are responsible for their own actions, whether it's him or them.

Chen Hu took out two bowls of rice from the lunch box and handed them to the two men.

Huang Dacheng sneered, "The last meal? It seems that old man Wen Shizhang finally gave up after finding out that he couldn't get any information out of us."

Fang Lei said angrily: "I got a big scar on my head, but I'm still a brave man 20 years later!"

Chen Hu shook his head and said, "This is not the last meal for execution. This is the meal I asked Master Xu to prepare. Haven't you always wondered why I betrayed the dark cuisine world? The answer is in this meal."

Even in the dark and smelly prison, the charming aroma of the food was still so intoxicating that the prisoners in other cells all stuck their heads out and sniffed the air with their noses raised.

The fragrance was like a ray of sunshine shining into the cell. Even if you couldn't put it in your mouth, just smelling it was enough to make you happy both physically and mentally.

The two people closest to them felt it even more strongly. They swallowed their saliva fiercely and said in a timid tone, "I want to see what kind of drug that Xu gave you."

The two of them picked up their bowls, grabbed the rice with their hands without using chopsticks, and started eating.

These are two bowls of simple egg fried rice. The rice grains are wrapped in egg liquid, and each grain is as golden as gold.

The rice grains are distinct and slightly elastic. The taste is extremely full when you bite it, and it turns into delicate silk at the tip of your teeth after a little chewing, smooth and soft.

The egg liquid is evenly wrapped on it, like putting an exquisite coat on each grain of rice. The fragrant and smooth egg and the sweet and soft rice are blended together. The tender and refreshing taste makes people unable to stop eating it. They just want to fill their mouths with it one bite after another.

The fresh and natural aroma stimulates the primitive appetite, and also brings out the original feelings hidden deep in the heart and long forgotten.

When did their cooking journey begin? They had long forgotten. Who could remember something so long ago so clearly?
However, at this moment, with the sweet taste in their mouths, they seemed to have returned to the past, back to the moment when they first picked up the kitchen knife and the spatula, recalling the bitterness and pain of learning the skills, the scolding and beatings from the master, but all the pain combined could not compare to the joy of making a delicious dish for the first time, nor to the satisfied smile on the master's face.

Yeah, how could they forget?
They chose to embark on this rugged road and endure unbearable pain, just to taste the joy and sense of accomplishment once again and to see that satisfied smile once again.

But this road was too rugged and gloomy, and the joy and smiles became so far away. In the end, they were lost in the darkness, unable to find their way out or where they came from.

Tears dripped into the bowl as they stared blankly at the food in the bowl. The golden rice grains were like tiny fireflies, illuminating their way in the darkness.

Chen Hu said softly: "It's not too late now, let's go back together."

The two men were choked with sobs in their throats, unable to utter a word, and could only nod their heads desperately.

……

On the boat, Xu Qing looked back in the direction of Chengdu, wondering whether the two bowls of egg fried rice had worked.

How powerful his incomplete intention is depends on the diner's own awareness.

It's like dropping a rope over the edge of a cliff, saving only those who want to be rescued.

If the other party is someone like Chang Lin who is deeply stuck in the mud, then naturally it will be of no use at all.

As the shadow of Chengdu gradually disappeared into the mountains, Xu Qing gathered his thoughts and began to look forward to the future.

But after just two days, even this expectation disappeared, and he had only one thought in his mind.

Come to shore quickly!
Xu Qing never knew that he could get so seasick. He almost vomited bile in the past two days and collapsed on the bed, dying.

The overly sensitive five senses that had helped him countless times in the past, at this moment, sounded the clarion call of rebellion, tormenting him to death and almost becoming his death warrant.

The boatman felt sorry for him and gave him a bowl of Chinese medicine that they used to save lives. It was said that the medicine was extremely effective and that anyone who was still breathing would be full of life after drinking it.

After drinking it, Xu Qing felt numb all over and almost fainted on the spot. It took him several days to recover.

The boat finally stopped at a station on the way, and Xu Qing immediately jumped off. From then on, he would rather walk to Guangzhou than take a boat!
(End of this chapter)