"Heavens… This… this lamb is so unbelievably tender!" The old man sitting by the door took a sip of the broth and ate a slice of lamb. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes completely smoothed out, and his chopsticks, hovering in mid-air, trembled slightly.
He was getting on in years and didn't have the best teeth, but he adored the flavors of the Ming Family Restaurant. Whenever a new dish came out, he couldn't resist coming to try it.
He never imagined the lamb cooked in this hot pot could be so succulent. His chopsticks were already moving, unable to resist picking up another slice.
At the next table sat a young merchant. He paid no mind to the scorching heat, picking up a thin slice of meat and putting it in his mouth. He hissed as the heat seared his tongue, but his eyes lit up in astonishment. "Incredible! The meat is so smooth and tender, it practically melts on the tongue, coated in this broth!"
