In particular, the fish meat has a slight natural aroma of wine, and when mixed with the spicy and sour taste, the unique umami taste becomes the finishing touch of this dish.

After taking a bite, the old man couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Mr. Chen beside him: "It's delicious, it's delicious. I can't tell that you are a real person without showing your face!"

Facing the bad old man's praise, Mr. Chen just smiled indifferently, as if he didn't take it to heart.

He casually handed the list he had written long ago to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Master, we don't have any ingredients at home, so you can make do with this meal. Remember to buy all these when you come back next time, so that I can make you a special dish."

"I'll make do??"

The bad old man raised his eyebrows, how could he still accept this smell??

Specialty dishes, why not go to heaven??

Speaking of specialty dishes, Ding Xiaoyi remembered that Wang Qi mentioned it to him once, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "I want to eat steamed pork, can I do it??"

"Huh!"

Mr. Chen was surprised that Ding Xiaoyi actually knew this top skill of his, and immediately smiled: "Of course!"

But soon Mr. Chen became a little confused: "It's the three steamed meats. They need to be steamed three times and frozen four times. It's not time-consuming. The most troublesome thing is to choose the top plum pork (pork). It can't be too fat or too thin.

This is not easy to choose...",

Before I finished the mouthful of fish in my mouth, I heard the old man on the side happily say: "This is not easy. I will prepare the meat. I guarantee it will be much better than plum meat!"

"Sure, then it's settled!"

The two of them went back and forth, exchanged a few words, and even the matter of wine and meat was settled by the bad old man.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't speak from beginning to end, he just mixed the two bottles of wine together and poured it into the glass handed to him by Meatball at his feet.

In a blink of an eye, a big pot was filled.

Watching Meatball put the cap on the bottle, and carefully put away the glass bottle filled with wine, he took a sip happily, and suddenly he felt the wine in his throat, and his whole body felt indescribably comfortable.

Pair it with the pickled fish made by Chen Lao, and your life will be happy in an instant.

Until after three rounds of drinking, Ding Xiaoyi got up to relieve himself.

The old man's eyes were wandering, and he whispered to Old Chen: "Brother Chen, do you have any ideas for the future? With your skills, why don't you come with me to the City of Wasted Death to ensure a bright future!"

While cleaning up the stove, Mr. Chen said without looking back: "I'm too lazy to move, so I'll be fine just taking care of my young master here."

After saying that, he ignored the old man.
Chapter completed!