"Do you all really think that it tastes good?"
Lu Sheng asked with uncertainty.
She had tasted the meat before, and it was indeed delicious. However, as the saying goes, it was difficult to cater for all tastes. What she was satisfied with did not mean that others would be satisfied too.
"Okay!"
Liang Ping replied, "Soft but not mushy, fat but not greasy. This is the first time I've eaten such delicious pork belly."
He had been studying for two years. Although he looked unkempt, his words were scholarly.
Aunt Yu and Mdm Chen agreed. One could tell that they really liked the food.
"That's good!"
Lu Sheng heaved a sigh of relief.
She was someone who wanted to open a restaurant. If the food she made was not to everyone's liking, she would have to close her doors sooner or later.
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The weather tonight was colder than usual.
Lu Sheng was covered with a thick blanket, but she still felt cold.
