Chapter 182: Demands

"Crunch——"

Qin Lang had already tasted the pasta dish called Tianhua Cake, cooked by Zhao Junzhang.

The thin and crispy exterior, the soft and fluffy interior, the insides of the edges of the cake created a vacuum effect, curving upwards like a small bowl to hold the stuffing in the middle.

The stuffing that mixed with all sorts of ingredients was spread evenly on the cake, mixed with a special sauce made from compound seasonings. During the baking process, the two were completely melded together.

A pizza from another world, perhaps...

While savoring the lingering taste in his mouth, Qin Lang's face expressed a hint of amazement.

You have to admit, this pasta dish researched and developed by Zhao Wenchang's grandfather was indeed quite delicious.

"Mmm~"

After finishing the last bite, Zhao Junzhang reluctantly put down his empty bowl.

This was the most delicious pasta he had ever eaten, better than anything in Zhao's Noodle House.