Lin Yuan watched from the second-floor corridor as Jin Can carried out his task and couldn't help but admire him. Jin Can truly knew his way around food; the thinly sliced lamb that he boiled at the table was indeed more delicious, fresher, and tenderer than lamb cooked in the pot.
The boss of the small tavern kept on eagerly asking about the pros and cons of the hotpot. Jin Can commented with each bite. If it weren't for the small boss treating him to this meal, Jin Can might have impatiently ignored him by now.
While they were eating, a young waiter suddenly brought a plate of food to Jin Can, bent over with a smile, and said, "Mr. Jin, hearing that you were dining at the Fragrant Full Building, our Boss specially made this boiled fish ball dish for you to taste."
To taste it is one thing; to critique it is another, isn't it?
