Chapter 649 - 064 New clothes, sentimental_1
The soup only had a bit of salt in it, but it was this very basic taste that brought out the fragrance of the fish balls and the freshness and sweetness of the fish meat. It could be said that the flavor of the fish balls had deeply penetrated the soup, giving it a unique and delightful taste.
"Mr. Jin, how is it? Please say something!" The young boss was already too impatient to wait, his eyes nearly bursting with fire.
Jin Can smacked his lips, excitedly slapped the table, and said "good" three times in a row: "Good! Good! Good!"
For Jin Can, this was already the highest praise.
Shopkeeper Wu had said that Jin Can had only uttered one "good" after eating the food prepared by Drunken Immortal Residence’s chef. Now that he had said three "goods" in a row, it suggested that his own culinary skills must be not far behind those of Drunken Immortal Residence’s mysterious chef, or perhaps it could be said that they were even slightly superior.
Xia Zheng smugly hooked the corner of his lips, taking hold of Lin Yuan’s hand with his. He knew it, how could his woman possibly be outdone by some mysterious chef!
Shopkeeper Wu couldn’t help but reassess Lin Yuan with newfound respect. In fact, the fish balls were leftovers from the breakfast Lin Yuan had made for Xiao Linshuang that morning. Originally, when Lin Yuan asked him to warm them up and send them over, he was a bit uncertain and complained that the boss was being too casual. But now, it seemed he had greatly underestimated the boss’s capability. These two bosses were truly more demonically talented than the other.
The young boss who had invited Jin Can to eat had apparently never heard such high praise from him, and was momentarily startled, not sure how to react. The other accompanying guests looked at each other, as if to confirm they hadn’t misheard.
It wasn’t until Jin Can put the remaining half of the fish ball in his mouth that they all suddenly realized what was happening. Looking at each other, they quickly grabbed their chopsticks and dove into the plate of fish balls.
There were many people, but only five fish balls remained—oh no, the young boss couldn’t wait any longer and had already grabbed two with his hands and left. How could three fish balls be enough to share? A commotion of chopsticks ensued, with no one willing to yield to the other.