"Give it a try, and if you're satisfied, please give it a thumbs up."
"Additionally, please do not dine and dash!"
Xia Yu said solemnly.
Granny Tang and the middle-aged person beside her simultaneously focused on the fish pot on the tray.
The camera zooms in to give a close-up of the dish, causing a stir among the audience.
A full pot of soup, crystal clear at the bottom, containing three Songjiang sea bass.
The key is, these three fish underwent the processes of frying and boiling, their skin so smooth it seems as if an angler had just pulled them from Songjiang, taking a quick glance may inevitably shock you.
"Are you sure these aren't live fish?"
"Idiot, pay attention to the scallion on the fish body! And the 'one-word cut', do you see the pattern of knife marks around the fish body? These are dead fish!"
Vegetarian!
Mild!
Xia Yu's fish soup requires no extra words; besides the clear, colorless broth, there are scallions adding a touch of green in the pot.
