After tasting a mouthful, Zhao Gushen found that the fish soup had a sweet aftertaste, with threads of sweetness emerging from the rich aroma of beans, delighting him with its freshness.
While he was savoring it, Ye Fei had already taken a pair of scissors and started to dismantle the chicken.
She cut open the chicken from the belly, releasing the plums and lemons inside. Without the chicken's wrapping, the fragrance became even more intense.
She rewarded Ye Xiaomo with a big drumstick, while Zhao Gushen picked a piece near the chicken breast.
That part of the meat was usually dry and tough, making it the best place to showcase culinary skills.
Unexpectedly, when it entered his mouth, he first felt the paper-like crispiness of the roasted skin.
The caramel-colored skin carried a rich plum sauce aroma.
The sauce flavor seeped into the chicken meat, melding with the meat's juices, melting together in his mouth.
