"So! Return the dish!"
Pig... Pig lard? What the hell?
Fu Zhendong was overwhelmed by Qin Yu's presence, speechless!
But Mr. Zhou was no ordinary person, not intimidated by Qin Yu's demeanor at all!
Mr. Zhou lightly said, "Tsk tsk... Mr. Qin's palate is really something! If I'm not mistaken, over ten kilograms of peanut oil are used to deep fry the braised pork!
Yet, you were able to taste that ten milligrams of pig lard was mixed into those ten kilograms of peanut oil, you're too amazing!"
Mr. Zhou's words stunned everyone, yes, at least ten kilograms of peanut oil are needed to deep fry braised pork!
Does Qin Yu have a dog's tongue? Can he really taste ten milligrams of pig lard in ten kilograms of peanut oil?
This is absolutely hilarious!
Fu Zhendong regained his composure, and said sternly, "Mr. Qin, I was almost subdued by you earlier! You are simply sensationalizing!
