Tang Xiaowei's eyes widened, and without much concern, she picked up a flatbread and started to eat with chopsticks.
"This is even better than the braised pork from Duan Fu Ji!"
As Tang Xiaowei stuffed meat into her mouth, she praised with tears in her eyes.
Chen Yu knew Duan Fu Ji; it was a high-end eatery in the capital that specialized in braised flavors.
Reportedly, an ordinary pound of their braised pork could sell for thousands of yuan.
Now, including Tang Xiaowei, there were ten people in the shop.
Chen Yu had originally thought that leaving ten pounds of braised meat might be a bit much, but now it seemed a little less than enough.
It had to be said, the flavor of the braised pork was truly exceptional.
When Chen Yu first got the recipe for the braised pork, he felt it was quite ordinary.
Previously, the spices he used for braising were not much different from those provided by the system.
The only difference lay in the amount and proportion of the ingredients.
