Everyone was immersed in the ocean of chicken douhua, swimming in the deliciousness, tumbling in the waves.
Even the familiar accompaniment from "Little Chinese Chef" began to play in their minds, as if they could see the young girl in a red cheongsam holding a fan, not knowing what she was doing but seeming very happy.
Without exception, everyone, including Mrs. Jiang and Chen Suhua, held their bowls, tasting the chicken douhua with devout faces.
When it comes to delicacies, one must show respect!
But the happy times are always fleeting, no matter how slowly everyone ate, the chicken douhua was only in these small bowls.
The texture was fresh and delicious, with a soup that was clear and tender.
Jiang Jianguo's eyes were moist, not just because of the empty bowl in his hand, but also because the bowl of chicken douhua that he had just consumed evoked some not-so-pleasant childhood memories.
