C27 If He Couldn't Get It He Would Destroy It

Recalling the sensation of his face muscles twitching from the spice, almost like a massage, Chiang Liguo felt a pang of regret mixed with a surge of impatience. He had to secure that dish, or he'd be in deep trouble!

"Are you certain you can't replicate it? What if I bought it for you every day?"

By tasting the dish daily