Chen Ze always felt that Fuling pickled mustard tuber was the best match for chicken oil rice, sour and crunchy. Paired with the somewhat greasy chicken oil rice, the flavor was quite nice—it wouldn't be too greasy, especially since Chen Ze had already tried adding a bit of lemon juice to dilute the richness of the chicken oil rice.
Chen Ze peeked out and saw that Betty had already served all the dishes, and Ronna was holding the pizza. Chen Ze would always provide her with a box and a bag for the pizza, hoping that future scholars wouldn't wonder why there was plastic in Ronna's time.
"But a few hundred years from now, there probably won't be much plastic left, right?" Chen Ze felt quite secure about that.
"This Kung Pao chicken looks good... but it seems there's a slight difference in the way it's made," Mephisto sniffed, finding the color, aroma, and taste all very satisfying. At least to Mephisto himself, they were very satisfying.
