Chapter 75 Dishes

  Tian Nuoyu smiled lightly and said, "Actually, it's just that the dish name is a bit scary."

  "What is this?" Mu Yu Xing's eyes widened as she stared at Tian Nuan Yu, although the menu had startled her, but she found it novel and exciting.

  Duan Liuyun's face showed a look of great interest, he reached out and took the menu to start flipping through it, Lan Shengyan and Qiu Nianbai who were sitting on either side of him simultaneously leaned in, their eyes falling onto the menu in Duan Liuyun's hand, the three of them began looking at it together.

  Qiu Nianwei shot a sideways glance at Tian Nuanyu and picked up her teacup to take a sip.

  Tian Nuanyu glanced at Mu Yuexin and asked, "Do you like spicy food?"

  "Interesting, thrilling enough," Mu Yu Xing raised an eyebrow.

  "Are different peppers supposed to have different levels of spiciness?"

  "This is something everyone knows, many restaurants' menus aren't marked with mild spicy, medium spicy, and extremely spicy?"

  "Have you heard of the Eighteen Levels of Hell?" Tian Nuoyu's words suddenly took a sharp turn.

  "This is something everyone knows! Bad people will go to the 18th level of hell and suffer!" Mu Yu Xing replied.

  "Do you know what the eighteen layers of the eighteenth layer of hell are?" Tian Nuanyu asked with a smile.

  "The eighteenth floor is just from one to eighteen floors, don't each floor have a name?" Mu Yu Xing asked casually.

  "Right, each level has a name. The first level is called the Tongue-Ripping Hell, the second level is called the Scissor Hell, the third level is called the Iron Tree Hell, then the fourth level is called the Mirror of Retribution, the fifth level is called the Steamer, the sixth level is called the Copper Column, the seventh level is called the Knife Mountain, the eighth level is called the Ice Mountain, and the ninth level is called the Oil Cauldron. This is the nine levels, also known as the Eastern Hell."

  "There's also this," Mu Yu Xin stuck out her tongue.

  Qiu Nianwei let out a soft "hmm" and muttered under her breath: "Just cheating people!"

  Tian Nuoyu didn't care about Qiu Nianwei, and continued to say: "From the tenth floor to the eighteenth floor is called the lower nine floors, also known as the Western Hell, which is even more cruel than the upper nine floors. Each floor has a name, such as the tenth floor being called Niukeng, the sixteenth floor being Huoshan, and the last floor, the eighteenth floor, being called Daoju."

  "Yan Shu was very creative, he combined the names of the eighteen layers of hell with dish names. In fact, it's using each layer of hell to represent the degree of spiciness, the higher the floor number, the heavier the spiciness. You can choose what you want to eat according to your tolerance for spiciness."

  "Oh, so that's how it is. It's really unusual and exciting," Mu Yu Xing said with a hint of excitement on her face.

  "This restaurant is actually a spicy flavor house, but it should be the only one in this city." Tian Nanyu's words were actually said to everyone present, and the other few people also showed a look of sudden realization.

  "Just because of the name and menu, can it be called one-of-a-kind?" Qiu Nianwei's face was full of skepticism, she thought Tian Nuoyu was too boastful and couldn't help but say.

  "No, the store name and menu are just making it look different, its uniqueness is the spiciness of each dish."

  Tian Nuoyu said slowly, "This restaurant doesn't have many dishes, only over twenty dishes in total, and they're mostly home-style cooking. However, each dish can be cooked in seventeen different flavors. Similarly, one dish can give you seventeen different spicy tastes. We just mentioned that the first to ninth levels are the upper nine levels, these nine spicy tastes are what we usually eat, from slightly spicy to moderately spicy. The tenth to seventeenth levels, the lower nine levels, are extremely spicy, but the spiciness here is many times more than what we usually eat."

  "The spicy seasoning here is a secret recipe of Mr. Yan, made from a mixture of various chili peppers and some special ingredients. This seasoning was developed by Mr. Yan after three years of continuous experimentation and research. The flavor you taste here can't be found in any other restaurant."

  Tian Nuoyu spoke, while Duan Liuyun had already turned the menu to the second last page. There were not many dishes on the menu, mostly vegetables, and meat dishes were just ordinary chicken, duck, fish, pork and beef, no seafood.

  Duan Liuyun suddenly thought of a question: "Why are there only seventeen flavors for each dish? Shouldn't it be eighteen flavors?" Duan Liuyun said as he flipped the menu to the last page.

  The dish name that suddenly jumped out on the menu made people's hearts skip a beat.

  "Seventy-two strokes of a sharp knife cut through one's heart."

  Mu Yu Xing saw that Duan Liu Yun, Lan Sheng Yan and Qiu Nian Bai's faces were all somewhat abnormal, guessing that there must be something strange on the menu. She hastily called out: "Liu Yun brother, what else is on the menu? Quickly bring it over for me to see!"

  Seeing Mu Yu Xing's anxious look, Duan Liu Yun couldn't help but laugh. He handed the menu to Mu Yu Xing as he said.

  Mu Yu Xing took the menu and looked at it, her eyes widening as she threw out three questions: "Why is there only one dish on the 18th floor? What's in this dish anyway? Is it really edible?"

  Tian Nuoyu smiled again: "This dish has 18 ingredients, 18 spicy flavors, and also 18 flavors such as sour, sweet, bitter, numbing, salty, etc. When eating it, there will be 18 emotions, and when eating this dish, not only must your taste buds be able to withstand it, but your heart must also be able to withstand it. The eighteenth layer of hell is called the saw blade hell, so the name of the dish is called '72 iterations of sawing through human hearts'".

  "Why does eating this dish have eighteen kinds of emotions?" Blue Life Smoke's face also showed interest.

  Tian Nuanyu gazed at the blue smoke and chuckled, "This dish is a bit like hot pot. When you eat it, first comes a bowl of clear broth as the base, then eighteen ingredients are added one by one to the pot with different flavors of special sauce. The eighteen ingredients aren't all added together or randomly thrown in; instead, after finishing one kind, another is added. And each time you taste a new ingredient, the flavor is different, and your mood changes along with it."

  "Is it really that amazing? Then let's order this dish!" Mu Yuexin exclaimed excitedly.

  Tian Nuanyu unexpectedly shook her head: "We can't order this dish today."

  "Why? This dish isn't expensive, Brother Flowing Cloud should be able to afford it, right?" Mu Yu looked at the price of this dish on the menu, which was only 180 yuan, and intentionally glanced at Duan Liu Yun.

  Duan Liuyun raised an eyebrow, his face full of certainty.

  "Up till now, no one has succeeded in finishing this dish," Tian Nuanyu said calmly.