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Chapter 1273: Chapter 1072: Never Enough_1 Chapter 1273: Chapter 1072: Never Enough_1 Capital City, the Ultimate Flavor Restaurant.

When watermelons were hauled into the Capital City, they went straight to the Ultimate Flavor Restaurant’s warehouse, where Shopkeeper Hong personally picked ten to send to the residence of the Prime Minister and another two for Tong Xingda.

No matter what one thought of Tong Xingda, his status commanded respect.

After all the deliveries were made, he sliced open one for himself.

The smallest one he had chilled in the well for two hours. With a light tap of the knife on the rind, a crisp crack sounded and a fissure instantly appeared on the watermelon.

The refreshing aroma of watermelon hit his nose, sweet and tempting, making him involuntarily take a few deep breaths.

With both hands, he pressed down on the split and broke the watermelon into two halves.

Bright red flesh, black seeds, and the dewy moisture, the intense watermelon fragrance burrowed into his nostrils.

He couldn’t help but swallow his saliva, then carefully cut out a palm-sized, one-finger-thick piece with his knife.

The watermelon was crisp, sweet, and cool, tasting like he was drinking “Immortal Dew” in an instant, comforting every pore of his body!

He closed his eyes in bliss, chewing carefully. As the Ultimate Flavor Restaurant’s head shopkeeper, he couldn’t even bear to spend money on such watermelons. This slice was a sample; once this was gone, there would be no more for him.

It took him the time of an incense stick to finish that small piece of watermelon, and he personally took the rest to freeze in the ice cellar.

He brought half of it home for his family to try, and the other half he decided to savor slowly.

Coming out from the ice cellar, it was nearly noon. He went to his room, prepared a small wooden plaque, and wrote a few words on it. Then, carrying the plaque, he went upstairs and hung it at the staircase entrance.

The customers who went upstairs were either rich or noble, and the watermelons were only sold to them.

This was a custom of the Ultimate Flavor Restaurant; for any valuable item not suitable to be sold to the common folk, he would hang a wooden sign.

Those who were interested would naturally order a portion, sparing him the trouble of updating the menu.

After hanging up the plaque, before he could turn around, a clear voice rang out from behind him, “Yo, Shopkeeper Hong, what’s this new product you have here?”

Shopkeeper Hong turned around and saw Wang Yuan. He hurried to greet her with a big smile, “Miss Wang, hello.”

“Hello, Shopkeeper Hong, what does this say?” Wang Yuan asked again.

“It’s watermelon, fresh ones that just arrived this morning. The taste is unbelievably good. Would you like to order a slice to try?” Shopkeeper Hong replied.

By then, Wang Yuan had already clearly seen what was written on the wooden plaque and was surprised, “What kind of watermelon must this be to command a price of fifty-eight taels per portion?”

“This watermelon comes from Miss Qiao’s hands. You know Miss Qiao, so let me bring you a slice to try. After you’ve tasted it, you’ll know whether it’s worth it,” Shopkeeper Hong said.

On hearing this, Wang Yuan’s eyes brightened, “Then I’ll wait for you in the private room.”

“Alright!” Shopkeeper Hong agreed and sent someone to fetch the watermelon from the warehouse.

The popularity of “Skyfall Love Chronicles” was fading, as the storytellers had been talking for months and many people could recite the plot by heart. Aside from some common folk who hadn’t had their fill, the wealthy and noble customers who were willing to go upstairs to the private rooms hardly came anymore.

But Wang Yuan was an exception; she would come to the Ultimate Flavor Restaurant every now and then to listen with great interest.

A regular customer with some connection to Qiao Xiaomai, Shopkeeper Hong was generous this time. He found a palm-sized, snow-white porcelain bowl and filled it with a generous serving of watermelon.

He personally carried the bowl over to Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan was already ordering from the menu. Seeing him coming, she tilted her head curiously, “Is it really that delicious?”

“Delicious, indeed! Please have a taste,” Shopkeeper Hong said, placing the bowl before her.

She picked up a delicate bamboo fork, speared a piece of watermelon, and upon tasting, her eyes immediately lit up, “Bring me three portions!”