Wang Fan was already finishing up the final touches.
As he lifted the lid off the clay pot, a rich aroma of lamb filled the entire kitchen. As Shayif Khan reached the doorway, his mouth was already watering, leaving him somewhat incredulous.
He wasn't unfamiliar with gourmet food, so what kind of delicacy could make even him almost unable to hold back his drool?
Wang Fan didn't notice Shayif Khan at the door. He had already picked up a handful of green garlic sprouts and placed them into the pot, adding a small splash of Sichuan pepper oil.
With a gentle stir, the pepper oil quickly blended into the broth, while the green garlic sprouts adhered to the lamb ribs.
He scooped out a few pieces of lamb ribs and placed them into a large soup bowl. The ribs were now fully cooked, with slightly yellow lean meat and pure white fat, constantly tempting the visual senses to their limits.
