Super Island Tycoon

Therefore, when Jiang Cheng woke up early the next morning, his headache was still severe. At last night’s fiery party, he didn’t know how much of that drink with the peculiar smell he had consumed. His last memory was of a beautiful girl holding a much larger cup than an ordinary one, drinking with him in one go.

Jiang Cheng sat at the edge of the bed, and the experiences of last night presented themselves one by one in his mind. The most vivid impression was of that beautiful girl who downed a large cup of drink in one gulp.

Jiang Cheng smiled. That girl had a beauty different from that of the people of Aix Planet. Jiang Cheng woke up very early, and when he walked out of his room, enduring the headache, he was once again moved by the passion and generosity of the people of Aix Planet.

As a distinguished guest, he had his own room after he got drunk.

Meanwhile, the ordinary residents, after drinking heartily, used the heaven and the earth as their quilts and beds.

Now, what lay before him were those from Aix Planet, drunken and not yet awakened after last night’s revelry. They slept in various positions in different places — under a large tree, beside a water well, or underneath a platform.

Jiang Cheng saw the man who gave him his room, a bald, long-bearded, chubby man from Aix Planet. He was now snoring soundly next to a pile of grass, holding firmly onto an empty wine cup, not relinquishing his grip even when snoring loudly.

The people of Aix Planet always expressed their joy and gratitude through wine, believing that only the intoxicated reveal their true selves. Therefore, wine, or rather good wine, is the quickest way to interact with them.

The simple, thus devoid of any profit-driven intent, enthusiastic hospitality of the people of Aix Planet always slightly moved Jiang Cheng.

For Jiang Cheng, who has traveled across the universe and visited almost every planet, the people of Aix Planet always left a deep impression on him.

In such circumstances, there’s no need to say goodbye one by one.

Jiang Cheng, about to set off on a journey, once again looked at those sleeping people of Aix Planet, silently saying goodbye to them in his heart.

In a moment of turning thoughts, just as Jiang Cheng’s figure was about to flicker, a beautiful girl suddenly ran out.

Her appearance made Jiang Cheng stop.

”Good morning to you, Water Ball person. Are you planning to go somewhere?” The girl greeted Jiang Cheng with enthusiasm.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng really didn’t know how to respond.

”Wherever you’re going, you ought to have breakfast first, right?” said the girl with a smile.

Without waiting for Jiang Cheng to speak, she naturally opened her carry-on bag and took out the food inside, which still carried a bit of warmth.

She gently lifted a person from Aix Planet who was sleeping at the table, to make them sleep more comfortably and also to make room on the table.

The porridge cooked with unknown ingredients appeared appetizing — a basket steamed buns, three small dishes: salted egg, minced pork with sour beans, and Mapo tofu.

Jiang Cheng stood there dumbfounded, but his stomach instantly surrendered.

As a Water Ball person, even if he had traversed the five continents and four oceans of Water Ball, and wandered across every planet in the universe, his roots were still in Hua Family District. The reasons are numerous, an important one being his identity as a Hua Family person, but there are other reasons as well, one of which is his taste for Hua Family District’s food and cuisine.

Jiang Cheng liked the snails and foie gras of Rooster District; liked the caviar dishes from the region; liked the various seafood dishes from the district.

But deep down, his favorite was still Hua Family District’s cuisine.

While in Hua Family District, Jiang Cheng would always make time to eat those delicious foods, from high-class restaurants to small eateries, hoping to find his most cherished dishes.

But in a district with a culinary history of five thousand years, just speaking of food, an ordinary person might not be able to taste everything in a lifetime.

Even Jiang Cheng, who traversed the universe, had a deep, profound memory of those foods from Hua Family District.

And now, he had already stayed on Aix Planet for several days.

So when that girl placed a Hua Family District breakfast on the table, he immediately felt hungry.

It was a morning with the initial rise of the sun, the thin fog still lingering, making the sunlight not as scorching. The air was fresh, and the wind carried with it the faint fragrance of unknown flowers, making one unable to resist taking a deep breath: the scenery of Zhou District was exceptionally beautiful. On the great plains outside Aix Planet, green grass flourishes, swaying with the wind, mixed with unknown flowers like scattered stars sparkling among them.

The dining table was set amidst this prairie.

The girl in front of him, sweet in appearance, smiling like a flower, buoying one’s spirits. On the table, this authentic Hua Family District dish continuously emitted an enticing aroma.

This girl is quite considerate, thinking everything through so thoroughly.

At this moment, even eating is a rare pleasure.

”How about it? Can you get used to it?” the girl asked.

The porridge was thick, just right; despite Aix Planet’s backward agricultural state, it could still cultivate fragrant, chewy rice.

As for the steamed buns, they were an authentic Hua Family District flavor, prioritizing ingredients and primarily meat-based, proving irresistible to eat.

Those three small dishes: salted egg, minced pork with sour beans, and Mapo tofu, are traditional foods of Hua Family District.

Jiang Cheng ate happily.

A bowl of porridge, three buns, and three plates of small dishes almost all went into his stomach — the girl only lightly picked a few bites, drank half a bowl of porridge, and had one bun, urging him to eat more instead.

In just a moment, the dining table was left with clean bowls and dishes. Jiang Cheng is not simply a glutton. On the contrary, with his cultivation, he doesn’t need food to satisfy his body’s needs.

So, for Jiang Cheng, eating is not for filling the belly, but a true sensory need.

A kind of psychological and physiological satisfaction.

After enjoying an authentic Hua Family District breakfast, Jiang Cheng felt more joyful and communicative.

”Not bad, the taste of the breakfast is amazing,” Jiang Cheng praised. ”Did you make all of this?”

”Of course, such authentic Hua Family District food cannot be made by anyone on Aix Planet,” the girl replied with unabashed pride in her tone.

”Which planet are you from?” Jiang Cheng asked.

”I am an exchange student from another planet. I have been studying in Hua Family District for five or six years. This district with a history spanning five thousand years deeply attracted me, including its cuisine,” the girl replied, seemingly with a hint of answering other than questioned.