It tastes fat but not greasy, lean but not dry.
Two words: delicious!
At this moment, Mu Wange's mind had drifted far away, drifting towards memories.
She has loved eating braised pork since she was a child, especially the braised pork made by her mother.
Whenever she encountered difficulties or was tired at work, her mother would make her a plate of delicious braised pork. Mu Wange had not eaten the food cooked by her mother for a long time. She was determined to let her mother cook for her when she returned home.
This smell is very warm.
Everyone was immersed in the warmth.
When the food is cooked, it creates an artistic conception.
That is the realm of the God of Cooking!
Looking at the people who were closing their eyes and tasting the food.
Qin Heng interrupted:
"Don't just focus on eating, give me some feedback."
After hearing Qin Heng's words, they slowly came to their senses.
"Master, I really didn't know that the food you cook is so delicious. You've never cooked before. When did you learn it?"
Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum asked in confusion.
"Don't worry, as long as it tastes good!"
Then he looked at Mu Wange.
Mu Wange was still picking up meat and putting rice into his mouth.
"Did you taste the long-lost taste of your mother?"
Qin Heng looked at Mu Wange and said with a smile.
He knew that Mu Wange's favorite food was braised pork. Although she studied recipes, she did not make braised pork. The main reason was that her mother would make a plate of warm braised pork for her when she encountered difficulties. So Qin Heng made this dish for this purpose.
In fact, he didn’t understand why a girl loved braised pork so much?
After all, braised pork should have a balance of fat and lean meat, otherwise it wouldn't taste good at all. Mu Wange actually liked it, and although he was puzzled, he didn't dare ask, after all, everyone has their own preferences.
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