Chapter 15: Meng Po

  "What?" Mu Yu Xing's eyes widened in surprise, and today her eyes had been wide with wonder for a whole circle.

  She lowered her head, her eyes fixed tightly on the bowl in front of her.

  The bowl is an ordinary flat-mouthed porcelain bowl, about the same size as the small bowls used at home for serving rice. The outside of the bowl is light brown and the inside is white porcelain. The bowl contains two-thirds tea, with clear water that has no impurities, just like plain water.

  "Is this Meng Po soup? How can it be like water?" Mu Yu Xing's face was full of incredulity.

  "Have you ever heard the legend that Meng Po collects every tear of the living in the mortal world, drop by drop, and then brews them into Meng Po soup?" Tian Nu Yu asked with a soft smile.

  "Is this cooked with tears?" Mu Yu Xing's association was really quick.

  Tian Nuoyu smiled lightly: "Of course not, this is made by Yan Shu using some special ingredients."

  "You said it's brewed, is this wine?" Mu Yu Xing said as she leaned in close to the bowl and took a sniff, but didn't smell any pungent aroma of alcohol.

  "It can be said to be wine, but not entirely, there is a component of wine in it, but only a very small amount, drinking it will not get you drunk. As for what ingredients are actually used, Uncle Yan refused to reveal, only saying that eighteen kinds of ingredients were also added."

  "What's that flavor?" Mu Yu Xing asked curiously.

  "Just try it and you'll know," Tian Nuoyu smiled with a curved corner of her eyes.

  Mu Yu Xing picked up the bowl but suddenly put it back on the table, she looked at Tian Nuan Yu with a tense expression and said: "Drinking this won't really make me lose my memory, will it?"

  Tian Nuoyu smiled and looked at Mu Yuexin, suddenly selling a Guanzi: "Do you want to carefully consider whether or not to drink it? If you drank it now, all the memories really disappeared, what to do?"

  Mu Yu Xin was stunned, staring at Tian Nuan Yu in a daze for a moment, unable to speak. She had never thought about this problem before, and her mind involuntarily imagined what it would be like if she lost her memory. Would she forget everything, not recognize anyone, just like an idiot?

  Just thinking that even the people closest and dearest to her couldn't recognize her, all the beautiful memories in her mind were gone, Mu Yu Xing couldn't help but shiver, and a thread of fear inexplicably emerged in her heart.

  Looking at Mu Yu Xin, Tian Nuan Yu pursed her lips and smiled: "I was just teasing you, this is the antidote to spiciness. Drink it and the spicy taste in your mouth will be completely gone."

  Mu Yu Xing felt as if she had let out a sigh of relief, and she gave Tian Nuan Yu a fierce stare, saying in an ill-tempered tone: "Don't deceive me, if my memories really are all gone, you'll have to take full responsibility!"

  After finishing, Mu Yu Xing picked up the bowl again. When the rim of the bowl touched her lips, she still hesitated for a moment, pausing for a second before opening her mouth and taking a small sip.

  As the tea entered her mouth, Mu Yu Xing's face gradually showed a look of surprise.

  The first impression of the entrance is like plain water, light and tasteless, but in less than half a second, a thread of refreshing wine fragrance fills the lips and teeth, followed by a strange flavor that fills the mouth, passes through the throat, flows through the esophagus, and falls into the stomach.

  Can't be described, can't be portrayed, clear and refreshing with a hint of acidity, acidic yet containing a thread of sweetness, sweet but with a hint of bitterness, bitter yet with a touch of minty freshness, and this freshness contains a hint of saltiness.

  Perhaps it's because I'm too curious about this bowl of tea, so I savor it even more seriously. As the flavor changes, my mood also fluctuates unpredictably.

  Mu Yu Xin unbelievably took another big sip, perhaps this mouthful was more than the first, the taste at the entrance felt even stronger, and the change in mood was also more intense.

  Mu Yu Xian put down her bowl and stopped drinking, staring at Tian Nuan Yu with a look of astonishment.

  Tian Nuoyu smiled slightly: "How is it? Is it good?"

  "I don't know, I just can't describe the flavor," Mu Yu Xin really couldn't put into words what kind of flavor this bowl of tea was, and therefore couldn't say whether it tasted good or not.

  "The smile on Tian Nu's face deepened: 'Then what taste did you feel when you drank it to the end?'"

  "Ah!" Suddenly, Mu Yu Xing's eyes widened even more, staring at the tea bowl in front of her and exclaiming: "This can't be tears, can it? I feel like the last taste is just like the salty taste of tears?"

  Tian Nuoyu burst out laughing: "This question may only be answered by Yan Shu, but all these years he has never told anyone what's inside".

  "Why so secretive!" Mu Yu Xin pouted.

  "This is what it means to be one of a kind!" Tian Nuanyu laughed and said.

  "It's also possible that I was too curious just now and had an illusion, let me try again to see what the taste is!" Mu Yu Xin said, picking up her bowl and taking another sip, the flavor remained the same.

  "Do you still think it's spicy?" Tian Nuanyu asked with a gentle smile.

  Tian Nuoyu's reminder made Mu Yuexin feel that the spiciness in her mouth and stomach had completely disappeared, and she felt refreshed and invigorated.

  "It's really not spicy at all!" Mu Yu Xing exclaimed, her eyes fixed on the bowl of clear soup that had been seen through to the bottom. Her eyeballs suddenly turned around: "Later we'll pack some back and I'll go find a food expert to study it."

  "No," Tian Nuoyu slowly swallowed two words.

  "What does it mean? Can't we take out and pack?"

  "Everyone who eats here can only have a taste of this bowl, no more will be given."

  "Why? Can't I just buy more?"

  "This bowl of tea is given free to everyone."

  "Then I'll pay for some to take back."

  "It's not for sale, no matter how much money you offer. Mr. Yan won't sell it to anyone. Someone once offered 500,000 yuan to buy this formula from him, but he flatly refused and since then has never allowed that person to set foot in his shop again."

  "This boss is really weird, making so many mysteries. Good things should be shared together to flourish, why not make money if there's a chance!"

  "Money isn't everything," Tian Nuanyu said calmly. "Uncle Yan opened this restaurant, and his purpose wasn't to make money."

  "Not for making money? Then why did he open this store?"

  "Alright, that's enough excitement for today! Let's go!"

  Mu Yu Xing thought that this meal was indeed quite enjoyable. She looked at her watch and saw that it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, time to go. She stood up, picked up her handbag from the side seat, and casually asked: "What's the name of that strange old man?"

  "Are you talking about Uncle Yan?"

  "Yes, although he's a bit weird, but when he smiles, he looks a bit like Maitreya Buddha, quite cute," Mu Yu Xing thought of Yan Shu's smiling face and felt quite close to him.

  Tian Nuanyu suddenly smiled and lightly spat out three words. Mu Yu Xing almost threw the package back into the chair when she heard them.