This World Is Hopeless, Why Not Just Create a New One?

[Urban martial arts, weird rules, synthesis, weirdness, group portraits] "Boss! Let's order the spicy salt-baked pork tongue!" The food in this small restaurant is so weird that it falls within the scope of abnormality planned by the state. But because of the unique flavor of the dishes here, even the competitors are convinced and bow to the chef's golden kitchen spatula, so no one cares about it. "Have some spicy and sour beef noodles with strawberry sauce, tomatoes, and thick red cheese..." Tsk, vulgar. Xia Tian smacked his lips and didn't say much. He just silently picked up his chopsticks and focused on the dishes in front of him. The pile of salt piled up into a hill expresses the chef's heavy and steady mentality. The small flowers decorated on the top of the mountain represent his loneliness in the cold weather at a high place, and the pig tongues are like petals stuck on the salt mountain... It's too strong. Is this the realm of a master? I don't understand it at all.