When Lin Xu was cooking the Chinese broccoli, Uncle Yu had already taken his meat pies home to eat.
His family was enjoying their meal together, and as an outsider, Uncle Yu felt it would be a bit awkward to stay. Besides, Lin Ji's upcoming closure for renovations was indeed a big deal and needed to be publicized quickly.
Indeed, even street gossip had its own sense of urgency.
The value of firsthand information was worlds apart from secondhand news, so it was crucial to start spreading the word before everyone else found out.
「In the restaurant.」
Shen Guofu glared at his daughter, then picked up a freshly steamed bun to eat with his Boiled Chinese Broccoli.
The moment it entered his mouth, he could taste the unique fragrance and texture of lard.
The addition of lard made the sauce slightly rich, but paired with the tender, fresh Chinese broccoli that had a hint of sweetness, the combination was simply divine.
And then there was that wonderful garlicky aroma.
