"Lin Sen".
With a pile of crayfish shells in front of him and his face glistening with oil from eating, Old Li smiled as he looked at Lin Sen.
"Old Li, you can just call me Xiao Lin."
Lin Sen quickly smiled and reached out to grasp Lin Sen's hands.
"Xiao Lin."
"Where did you learn to make this spicy crayfish?" Old Li asked with a smile. "This Sichuan flavor is very authentic. Have you ever been to Sichuan?"
"Mr. Li, this is something I developed myself. I've been to Sichuan before, so I added some of the spicy and numbing flavors from Sichuan."
Lin Sen quickly replied, "I usually like to eat some wild game, so I often research new dishes myself."
"oh?"
"Is that so?"
Old Li immediately became interested: "What other dishes have you researched?"
Since retiring, he has had no desires in other areas, except for his love of food.
"Mr. Li, I've also tried using crabs, squid, razor clams, and various wild mountain and sea vegetables to cook dishes," Lin Sen replied with a smile. "But to be honest, sometimes they taste good, and sometimes they don't."
"Crashes are common."
"Overturned?"
"Haha, you're a funny young man."
Although 'overturning' was a new term, Mr. Li understood Lin Sen's meaning in a moment of thought.
"In that case, if you develop any new dishes in the future, just send them to my old man's house so that I can have a taste."
"Okay then."
Lin Sen immediately replied, "It's truly my good fortune to have you, Mr. Li, as a taste tester."
"I'm lucky."
As he spoke, Old Li turned to Assistant Sun and said, "Little Sun, could you exchange contact information with Xiao Lin later? I just heard from Xiao Zhao that Xiao Lin's spicy boiled pork slices are also exceptional. Find Xiao Lin another day and ask him to make me a serving to try."
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