To take an authentic-looking photo, they had borrowed a chef's hat and were holding the cleaver and spatula from the competition, which hadn't been cleaned yet.
Lin Xu carried Dundun on his shoulder, supporting its hind legs with one hand, while his other hand held Shen Jiayue's. Like a young couple strolling through a temple fair with their child, they walked into the adjacent restaurant.
The tables were already set with food.
Lin Xu went to the table where Wei Qian and Guo Xinghai were sitting.
On the table were dishes like braised miniature pig, pickled cabbage stew with pork belly, red-braised pork knuckle, Four-Joy Meatballs, stir-fried celery with cured meat, braised pork with shredded bamboo shoots, lettuce with oyster sauce, shiitake mushrooms with bok choy, and a small tureen of shredded tripe soup.
It was an eight-dish, one-soup spread.
