Yimeng Huangliang

“Great Saint, why did you follow that thieving baldy to rob the sacred mountain?”
“Ah, it’s a long story. Back then, that thieving baldy grabbed my neck and asked me, ‘Are you coming with me to the Western Heaven, or should I send you to the Western Heaven...’”
“What about you, Marshal Tianpeng?”
“He said he was afraid of getting hungry on the way to the West, so he brought some dry rations along.”
“...”
This is a story filled with joy, scheming, and relentless teasing all the way through.

Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

As he chewed, the sweetness of the green onions, the saltiness of the sauce, and the spiciness of the onions combined with the fragrance of the mixed grains in the pancake triggered a unique aroma.


At that moment, Tang Sanzang felt a satisfying fullness in his mouth, heartily chewing with increasing relish!


"Hey! Yo ho, not bad at all!" Tang Sanzang praised with shining eyes.


Seeing this, Sun Wukong and Zhu Ganglie joined him, each grabbing a pancake roll, and savored it deliciously.


"The taste is okay, just a bit too salty," Zhu Ganglie commented.


"It's kind of tough to chew," said Sun Wukong.


The Catfish Leader spoke, "Elders, though the pancake rolls with green onions look rough, the size of the pancake, the amount of onion, and how much sauce to spread are all meticulous matters. A good pairing makes it delicious; a poor one, as you said, makes it either hard to chew or too salty."


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