But it was only after eating the Mao Xuewang that he realized, the dish wasn't fishy at all, it was more about the freshness and the spicy sensation, one bite made you crave for more.
Sha Wujing grabbed his chopsticks and started shoveling food into his mouth, eating faster and faster, and getting more skilled at using the chopsticks.
By the time he stopped, the technique for using chopsticks had completely come back to him, it was perfect.
As he nearly finished his meal, his movements with the chopsticks slowed, his lips numbed and stung from the spiciness, but he felt as if his heart was stuffed with cotton, his chest warm, with beads of sweat dropping from his forehead due to the heat.
Chen Nuo timely placed a cup of herbal tea in front of him, "Take a sip if it's too spicy, it can help cleanse your palate."
"Thank you, Shopkeeper Chen." Sha Wujing quickly took the tea with both hands from Chen Nuo, and took a sip.