127 Our Shop's Specialty, Shrimp Pig Heart

The chicken soup's fragrant scent pervaded the private room, filling up the room with motivative positive energy.

After drinking a bowl of chicken soup, Shen Tian felt that his exhaustion was relieved by quite a bit.

The manager at the side asked, "Young Master Shen, what do you think of the taste of our shop's Fire Spirit Chicken Soup?"

Fire Spirit Chicken's attribute was fire. If cooked together with herbs such as Danshen and Lingzhi, it was extremely nourishing and invigorating to one's Yang.

Shen Tian smiled and said, "Not bad. But it's not filling, just drinking the chicken soup. Please, go and prepare a few more dishes!"

The manager hurriedly nodded and ordered the kitchen to cook dishes.

Zhao Hao looked at Shen Tian, who was drinking the chicken soup happily and gulped down his saliva. "Brother Shen, isn't this chicken soup for me?"