"Big goose is here!"
Chef Niu Zhuang, with a smile on his face, brought a large pot of stewed big goose to the table.
The employees had been impatiently waiting, their eyes glued to the delicious food in the pot.
Xu Yang was also looking forward to tasting Niu Zhuang's cooking skills.
The iron pot stewed big goose was steaming hot and fragrantly inviting, whetting one's appetite at the mere smell.
"It smells so good!"
"Old Niu has great skills!"
"Our farm's meals are really not bad at all!"
Everyone was full of praise, and then waited for Xu Yang to pick up his chopsticks first.
Xu Yang, holding a bowl, grabbed a big piece of goose meat and put it into his mouth.
Niu Zhuang's skills were indeed good, the sauce was thick and savory, and it tasted quite nice.
The goose meat was particularly tender, and as you chewed, you could feel the juice squirting out.
