"Sigh..."
Mr. Qi sat in his car and adjusted the seat to a half-reclined position.
Patting his bulging belly, he was both amused and exasperated.
How long had it been since he last enjoyed a meal so thoroughly?
To be honest, that young man's Wuxi Pork Ribs seemed even more delicious than his own...
Thinking of this, Mr. Qi couldn't help but scratch his head.
It didn't make sense!
He was a seasoned chef who had been immersed in Xibang Cuisine for twenty years. He often made Wuxi Pork Ribs for himself, and there wasn't a secret he didn't know about the dish.
Yet, that kid's version was more aromatic than his!
Could it be because of the ingredients?
As a veteran chef, he could taste whether any tricks or enhancements were added, and this dish was remarkably clean.
But this very fact puzzled him even more.
Why?!
Just because you're taller and more handsome than me, your Wuxi Pork Ribs can taste better than mine?
This was neither scientific nor mystical!
