When the braised sea cucumber was finished, Chen Mo couldn't help but pick out one of the sea cucumbers, leaving one in the pot, then simmering it gently over low heat until fully cooked.
Immediately, he ate the complete version of the sea cucumber along with the thick sauce covering its surface.
"Hmm..."
Chen Mo couldn't help but squint his eyes, hardly believing that this dish came from his own hands. He even vaguely felt that this level of taste was good enough for a state banquet.
He looked at the sea cucumbers he had picked out before, sitting tremulously in the dish, and felt a bit sentimental.
It must be said, the dish has already reached more than enough of a level; the first bite in his mouth gave the impression that any further processing seems redundant.
No wonder it became Jiaodong's signature dish.
"I hope my fusion doesn't tarnish this dish's reputation!"
Holding the Black Blade in hand, he easily cut the previously made sea cucumber into granular pieces.
