Looking at a large table full of dishes, Zhang Mengyao couldn't say: "So many dishes, can't the four of us finish eating?"
Lin Xian smiled and said, "My dad is more interested today."
Finally, Lin Guodong came to the hall with a dish in person.
Putting this dish on the table, Lin Guodong smiled and said, "Mengyao, try this boiled cabbage of uncle."
"Thank you Uncle!"
Zhang Mengyao smiled and replied, then lowered her head and looked at the dish carefully.
I saw a few cabbage hearts on the large dish.
The choy sum is tender yellow and crisp, and under the background of the tea-colored soup, it is just as fresh as it was just picked.
If you just look at the appearance, you will feel very ordinary and unremarkable.
Lin Xian helped her pick a vegetable heart and poured some soup on it.
Then he handed her the bowl and said with a smile: \"Try it!"
Zhang Mengyao picked up the chopsticks, with strong expectations in her heart, picked up Caixin and took a bite.
"Hmm~"
As soon as Caixin entered the entrance, Zhang Mengyao's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
Fresh!
It was delicious, and she felt her taste buds exploded.
The umami flavors of various meats are fused together, and the crisp taste of the cabbage and the fragrance of vegetables enhance the sense of hierarchy.
She never thought that ordinary Chinese cabbage would be so delicious.
Lin Guodong smiled and asked, "Meng Yao, how about it?"
"It's so delicious!"
Zhang Mengyao praised sincerely.
She now finally understands why Lin Xian is so persistent and picky about food.
Having eaten this kind of delicacy since she was a child, she will be tempted in exchange for it.
Hearing Zhang Mengyao's praise, Lin Guodong sighed and said: "It's still a failure. The color of the soup is too strong. If it is real boiled cabbage, the soup should be as clear as water, without any color."