"Can't I?" Tu Xiao'an looked at her, then his gaze shifted to the Taiyin Snake.
His threat was palpable.
Li Qingzhao gritted her teeth. "Fine. Order whatever you want. It's my treat."
Tu Xiao'an gave her a satisfied look and flipped through the menu again. He stopped at one page, slightly surprised.
They actually served snake dishes here.
There was snake soup, salt-and-pepper Snake Skin, braised snake meat, fresh snake bone broth—all sorts of things.
Tu Xiao'an recalled the restaurant's name: Wei Xian Pavilion. The "Xian" part of the name meant "savory," and he had originally thought it referred to seafood. He never expected it to also refer to snake.
Everyone knows that snake meat is exceptionally savory and delicious, especially that of venomous snakes. The more venomous the snake, the more formidable it is, and the more valuable its meat.
Tu Xiao'an even spotted a "snake feast" on the menu.
