The order itself sounded ordinary enough because both items genuinely existed.
The real code lay within the wording.
Specifically…
Extra crispy.
A detail intentionally unnatural for the dish.
That single addition served as the identifier.
Five minutes later, the waiter returned carrying a tray.
He placed down a ceramic wine pot alongside a wooden bowl filled with fried Coconut Worms.
The wine smelled sharp and mineral rich.
Han Yu recognized it immediately.
Salt Mountain Wine originated from the frozen northern regions. Certain mountains there contained enormous natural salt caverns where alcohol was aged deep underground. The result produced a distinct flavor impossible to imitate elsewhere.
The Coconut Worms looked strange to outsiders.
Fat white larvae fried until golden brown.
