Bernice and the others all looked at him. Andrew dealt with pork every day, and the meat in this roujiamo was pork. He was one of the most qualified people to speak about roujiamo.
Andrew chewed carefully after taking a bite of half of the roujiamo. Only the outermost layer of the roujiamo was a little crispy. It was soft and chewy, and the sweet taste melted in his mouth.
What was more amazing was that some gravy had seeped into the bread, which made the original sweet taste more distinct.
Is this really the gravy made from pork?
Andrew's heart was full of surprise. He had been dealing with pork for more than 20 years, and he knew the taste of every piece of pork. He also knew the various cooking methods of pork, but he had never tasted such a distinctive and special gravy.
The meat was very fragrant, but the rank odor of the pork had been perfectly removed. He didn't know what spices had condensed and amplified the flavor of the meat, but it exploded on the tip of his tongue and awakened his taste buds.
After biting off the outer layer of the bread, the soft meat melted in his mouth. It was a mixture of fat and lean meat, but it didn't feel greasy at all. It fell apart with a gentle bite.
How can streaky pork taste like this? It's incredible!
Andrew's eyes widened. He had been worried that the streaky pork would be too greasy and he wouldn't be used to it. But now it seemed that his worry was completely unnecessary.
With a bite, the delicious gravy overflowed. It was swallowed together with a somewhat violent aura. Every taste bud was trembling, and the warm feeling gradually turned into a burning sensation. It slid down his throat and quickly spread to his limbs and bones. It was as if every piece of his flesh was trembling along with it.
"Ah …"
Andrew couldn't help but open his mouth and let out a long exclamation. Even the fat on his body couldn't help but tremble. However, his fat wasn't as exaggerated as Harrison's. Most of the fat on his body was still muscles big enough to hold down an adult pig, so the trembling wasn't exaggerated.
"How is it?" The visitors all looked at Andrew and asked. After all, he was the owner of a famous restaurant. How could he make such an exaggerated reaction on the first bite? If they hadn't come with him, they would have thought that he was an actor.
"Delicious." Andrew replied simply. His eyes never left the roujiamo. Savoring the taste of the meat in his mouth, he took a big bite of the roujiamo. The delicious taste wreaked havoc in his mouth, and his blood boiled in his body.
This was definitely not ordinary pork! Andrew was 100% sure, but it didn't matter. When tasting such delicacies, all he needed to do was to put his heart and soul into it.
One mouthful after another, the roujiamo quickly disappeared in his mouth.
"Hmm?" Everyone in the tour group looked at Andrew in disbelief. This kind of behavior would only be displayed after eating a delicacy that one liked. It seemed that he really liked it. He didn't even bother to comment on it.
"Is it really that good?" Bi Xiapu muttered in disbelief. He picked up the roujiamo and took a bite.
In his eyes, his scallion pancakes represented the best pancake delicacies in the Aden Square. Even though it was a pity that his pancakes hadn't made it onto the Aden Square's Aden 100 Aden Square food rankings, he was still able to sell over 1,000 pancakes every day.
After taking a bite and chewing carefully, Bi Xiapu's eyes widened.
"How can there be such delicious pancakes?!"
The soft and sweet pancake and the delicious pork were perfectly blended together. They were supposed to be two completely different things, but when they were put together, they actually complemented each other so well.
His pancakes with the slight fragrance of spring onions could not be compared at all.
The difference between the two was even greater than the difference in thickness between the two pancakes. They were on completely different levels of food. This kind of disparity made one feel despair.
"Ahhh …" Bi Xiapu was a little dejected that his favorite dish had been crushed, but he still couldn't help but exclaim in admiration after swallowing his first mouthful of roujiamo.
The sudden surge of hot blood made him feel a little younger. He didn't know what Meg had put in the meat to create such a miraculous effect.
When he was young, he definitely wouldn't have been satisfied with the scallion pancakes that his restaurant only sold now. He had modified and made the scallion pancakes from other people's hard pancakes.
He thought back to the past few years. Under his guidance, his three sons had completely mastered the art of making scallion pancakes. Each of them had reached the point of perfection and could take charge of their own business.
However, whenever they had any thoughts of changing their minds, he would immediately extinguish them. At the very least, he would give them a scolding, and at the very worst, he would directly take a stick. Therefore, apart from his third son, his eldest and second sons had completely settled down. They only thought about making scallion pancakes every day.
"There's always someone better than you. It seems that it's time for my third son to try it himself." Bi Xiapu looked at the roujiamo in his hand with a complicated expression. Under the impact of such a delicious dish, he had to admit that, just as the customer had said, the scallion pancakes weren't competitive at all except for the price.
Of course, the price of the scallion pancakes was also the most competitive. Customers who could afford roujiamo for every meal generally wouldn't come to eat scallion pancakes every day.
As for the roujiamo's price of 300 copper coins, was it expensive? Bi Xiapu asked himself. If he could make such a delicious roujiamo with such a miraculous effect, let alone 300, 400, or 600 copper coins, he might even put it on the menu.
"It's really delicious." Bi Xiapu looked at the crowd and said. He also lowered his head and continued to eat the roujiamo with a joyful and enjoyable smile on his face. It was indeed a pleasure to eat such a delicious dish.
They had wanted to wait for Old Master Bi Xiapu, who was an expert in making pancakes, to express his opinion, but seeing that he was completely intoxicated, the others didn't wait any longer. They all picked up their roujiamos and took a bite at the same time.
"Ah —"
Everyone had different expressions on their faces. Some were pleasantly surprised, some were joyful, and some were shocked. However, they all let out a long sigh of admiration almost at the same time. Previously, they had thought that Andrew and Bi Xiapu were exaggerating, but after tasting it themselves, they realized that it was completely a spontaneous reaction of their bodies. They couldn't control it at all.
"How can this roujiamo be so delicious? This is the best pancake I've ever eaten! No, there's also meat! "Bernice couldn't help but exclaim as she looked at the roujiamo in her hand.
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